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Stones and Boyle

A pair of 200 year old, english vampriric enforcers and slayers of the undead and the paranormal.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Ironman11, as played by RolePlayGateway

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The two Englishmen had a long history together, originally a pair of ruthless highwaymen and cutthroats some two centuries or so ago when the profession at its height. Cornered and shot to pieces by the authorities hunting them down, the two were visited by a very powerful vampire lord, one which they still serve. He promised them not only asylum from the hangman's noose but immorality as long as they remain loyal to his commands, and so til this day they two served as silent trigger men for the underworld offing off both vampires and werewolves when ordered to do so.
Stones
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Stones and Boyle's Story

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[i]In the night air was quite chilly and the buildings around and about were barren, light less and empty. Cars rushed down the road on either end, the lights brightly flashing as they passed by in a mere instant. In the chilly night scene a dark green jeep began to slow at the front of this establishment before completely halting at the front of the bright neon sign simply spelling out the words Gambit's Bar.

Two figures paced out of the jeep after they had parked one whinning to the other as they approached the light of the bar. "Stones! Why the heck are we stopping here for!? Place looks as miserable as your mum corpse!" The first man whined.

A large smack pierce the night as the man's partner struck him on the head. "Would you pipe down fore 'ive bloody seconds!? Eh!? I just want to rest me legs... Thats all... Now shut up and get in!" he retorted back.

The two figures finally emerged into the light revealing to be rather rebelliously dressed men, both at a range of 30-40 in age and both with bright red eyes. Stones and Boyle walked inside the bar room the two somewhat collecting themselves.

Stones the slightly larger and muscular one of the group brushed aside some rain across his arms as he took a gander of the current establishment. "Not bad.. Not bad at all. Looks like a keen spot to relax, maybe pick up a lady friend eh?" he inquired nudging to his partner. Boyle paused for a moment before his face light up with glee "Righhhtt. Not just 'pick up' eh?" he inquired as the two had a good laugh before settling in at a table near a window to take a look after the car.

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Stones and Boyle entered into the bar checking to really see if it was open.

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Stones and Boyle then left.

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Stones and Boyle drove down the roadside of the city late in the evening. The pair were lounged inside their customized dark green jeep as there was a general beckering and scowling between the two men. Stones deep, low voice penetrated the conversation as he smacked his partner across the skull once more the hit so hard it made the other half lodge himself right in the wind shield.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE you lost those bags! You bloody idiot! You know how much green the boss had to pay to get them to us! Do you!? Christ I swear to bloody hell if you weren't my shooting mate I've put a bullet through your head some times." He whined as he light a cigarette for himself.

Boyle rubbed the large gash on his head as he was light headed from the action that would have probably crushed another man's skull in half. "Ow! I said I was sorry Stones! Common! You know the wolves were closing in on us it was either the bags or the guns! You know which one harder to replace! We can always just off some conjers in Side Alley no one would every know the difference!" he suggested as he rubbed his forehead again.

Stones took a moment for himself as he shook his head "No..." he uttered before shaking his head some more "No...too much risk, the bloody authorities are always having their eyes peeled for mates like us! Like the boss said before 'this is no ordinary city'.... Anyhow... I know a place where we can get a 'drink'...No questions asked." the driver uttered and with that the pair stopped right in front of the bright neon lights of Gambit's Bar.

Boyle scartched his head again before shifting over to his partner to ask "What makes this place so special??" he inquired to which Stones replied "Trust me... It just is." With that being said the pair of men walked through the door taking a gander around the room before they sat at the front of the bar stool searching for a Bar Tender.

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Stones and Boyle both shifted their attention to Jareth as the butler made himself know to the pair. "Pleasure to meet you gov.." Boyle greeted with a toothed grin.

Stones leaned further inward upon the bar counter as though he wished not to be heard "There been a few... 'rumors' running around that your fine establishment serves a certain variety of 'children of the night' who rely on a certain 'life source' if I am understood... and me and I my mate here would like four 'pints' of this drink.." he stated in a hush tone.

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Stones and Boyle both enjoyed their drink in a relative peace as their merriment was overshadowed by the soft voice of Tristan upon the stage. Boyle let out a sharp moan as he rubbed his ears "Oi Stones! Can you believe this!? In the old days we put a bullet into the head of any damn singer we didn't like! Times changed.." he commented.

Stones looked at the glass in the glass, the crimson red liquid swirling around with the motion of his hands. "Oi... Times have changed... Now I can't get that bloody melody out of my head... Damn pot-smoking tossers! Musicians! Those are the only ones who are getting the tail these days! Remember that bloody concert we had to influtrate christ I could barely hear my own thoughts from the vast amount of screaming girls that would glady throw their knickers on stage..." He commented as he took another taste of the fine drink.

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Stones and Boyle shifted their attention around the barroom. Stones light a drag and began to smoke as his eyes slightly narrowed at the small child teleporting around. "We are diffidently not in fucking Kansas anymore Boyle." He uttered.

Boyle could do nothing but agree as he finished the meager 100 dollar drink wiping the contents from his brushy mustache. "Kids dese days eh?" he commented to his partner before he shifted his attention over to the scadly dressed Sister Sammantha with a smile he greeted the battle maiden "ello." He greeted in his thick snivvel of an accent.

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Stones and Boyle both passed through the doors of Gambit's Bar. The pair of English Jacks were sporting very thick and long trench coats over their usual apparel as Stone was enjoying a brief smoke of his cigar. Their eyes scanned the room for a while, Boyle turned to his partner.

"Oi Stones, you really think he got himself stuck in 'ere?" he inquired. The Mohawk vampire somewhat nudged to the smaller man's side "Of course 'e 'ere you blooming 'alf wit! The boss never gets it wrong when it comes down to where 'e is..." he claimed. His eyes then somewhat fell to Chiara DeLuca, another in the community they knew to well. "Now fess up, were not alone on this..." with that comment the two made their way to the bar somewhat lugging the confines of their trench coats with them as they scanned about the room and casually paced further inward.

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Stones and Boyle finally reached to the bar as the duo both took a good look in the opposite directions before looking to each other. "I 'ate this place Stones... Always getting the cops called in, lots of blood shed, bullets flying... no man in his right mind would come 'ere! No they wouldn't! Got to be a damn fool if they did!" Boyle whined.

Stone just gave a brisk laugh "Ahhhh common! There nothing to it! Besides this is the only place that can get real lively! Real fast if you know what I mean!" he commented as he blew more smoke from the cigar. It served no use, but heck the things always made the hit man look far more tough.

"Besides when you say 'no one in there right mind' do you really think 'e doesn't come to mind first!? I swear them 'etalians' are off their rockers the nutters.." he claimed. Boyle took a moment to snivel and pause before he nodded his head "Yea... I suppose." With that the mustache vampire began to search through the touch screen at the bar counter before he paused his finger "Yeah! The boss is right... 'e in there.." he commented as his eyes somewhat lingered to the entrance of the Gambit's Store Room.

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Stones and Boyle something gathered by the bar touch pad for a brief while as they scrolled about the functions. Stones took a moment to take a gather around before he reached into his person and pulled out a concealable switch blade and subtly disabled the device so their tracks could not be covered.

Boyle let out an irritated cry "AGH! Blasted piece of metal! Oi! We got a broken touch pad 'ere!" he complained to one of the robotic staff. When the robotic waiter simply confirmed that everything would be alright, Stone rummaged through his own pockets. "Right Boyle... Just like Gambit's eh? Even the 'techonatliy' get all screwy and busted up, might as well make ourselves scarce eh?" he inquired to his partner as the two motioned for the door to the Gambit's Store Room as they did they stopped by Chiara DeLuca and her "Squeeze" table.

Both vampiric killers nodded their heads and Stone was the one to speak for the duo "Our boss sends you his regards... 'e got a ward 'ere now in Wing City and 'e 'ope that not going to cause no trouble on your end.." he greeted.

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Stones and Boyle both nodded their head in unison. Boyle let out a very crooked smile with his rather repulsive dawn of the 19th century dentistry "'ow you do Miss DeLuca.." he greeted back. Stone somewhat smacked his partner's chest with a small frown across his face as he merely uttered "Stick to the job you 'alf wit.." and with that the other vampire turned to her presence again.

Few of their kind ever lived to be as old as her, he was told that she was on par with the boss considering or close to it and that was something very easy to consider. "We'll be certain 'e gets the message back... Now, excuse us... keeping the peace all.." he greeted as he continued onward.

Boyle somewhat grinned again if he had a hat he would had removed it "Right... Keeping the peace." and with that the duo walked through the doors of Gambit's Store Room.

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Stones and Boyle stood by a small table by the wine fountain at the very black of the night life of Wing City. The duo were generally sitting around, Boyle scratching at his nose and began picking at it a bit as Stones was smoking a very fat cigar.

"Oi Stones" Boyle somewhat whined a bit as he took a look around "Why we got to look after all the cattle today eh?? Why the Boss so giddy about us two protecting some other bloke with his own fancy night hang out eh??" he inquired somewhat as he looked around. Stones merely rolled his eyes and knocked his partner upon the head "Keep your voice dow-" He paused as he noticed a situation not so far away around the dance floor. "Ah hell.." he said as he motioned through the crowd his partner scurrying behind in towards the scene of Artemis Raham.

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Stones and Boyle stopped the edge of the crowd that had gathered around in utter horrid at the rantings and actions of this seemingly mad gun man. The others of the large dance crowd were quickly fleeing at due part of the fire as it was spreading about the full stocked bar like a fiery inferno.

Stones rose both his hands up at the rather insane man his partner directly behind him slightly flinching at the sight of the gun. They both knew why he was here and with so many people about it was very hard to simply use their own abilities and powers to their advantage without a major breech in the Masquerade. Needless to say: This had to end quickly.

"Now...Now...Now...there mate. No need to be so hasty!" he claimed as he somewhat made a peaceful gestures with his raises hands. Boyle took a keen look at his partner's rear, his nervous eyes twitching about before uttering "I told you it was a bad idea to come here Stones..." he whined before his partner barked "SHUT UP YOU!"

Stones turned back to the Templar with a rather calm friendly look on his face pleading with him "Now..Now..Now.. Why don't we just calmy pu-" Was all he could say before he literally motioned to drop to the floor. Behind him would be Boyle who had stealthy attempted to pull out the 9 mm 40 Caliber Semi Automatic Pistol that was wedge behind Stone's pants. As the crack shot he would be already aiming the weapon if the ploy successful caught the killer off guard and would fire a round to disarm the assiliant.

After this, successful or not Stones would rise to give the attacker a swift punch for the jaw.

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Stones and Boyle paused as they had approached the stair case as the owner was now before the duo. Both cast very curious looks at each other before Stones somewhat barked up. "Oi! Yeah...Yeah..Yeah.. Look there Gov, were assigned here to make sure no one on the pay roll gets killed and that what we did... That bloody pyshco could have easily ripped through half of these tossers with their bleeming tooth picks and pea shooters like they were soft paper.. You should be thanking us that we took care of the situation before it got really out of control." the hitman protested.

"Now if you don't allow us through.. We will most certainly leave... but keep in mind that we may not be on top of the pecking order here but we are the guns to a certain someone who is... and he will be very displeased to find two of his top men were not allowed sanctuary after doing their damn job..." he complained.

"Now get the fuck out of my way before I personally stake all your kindred and stick a knife in YOUR face.'

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Stones and Boyle was somewhat stumbled over to the middle as Boyle once again whined "I hate these jobs.." was all he could say. Another day, another brush with politics and gods was politics always a difficult matter. "Right boss.. We tells you just a moment.." he claimed as he motioned for his own mobile phone dialing a speed dial number.

"Ello?? Yes! Eh... Right... Yeah Doc...Burned to Cider trying to tackle some crazy gun wielding hunter... yeah?? I know about them House Calls don't you worry.. Right.. Club off Western Boulevard. Club Nyt... Right...Be there when?? Right... Right.." he hanged upward sticking the phone back into the long pocket of the trench coat.

"We know as much as the surveillance tapes would boss... Stones just a bit roughed up so he ain't thinking very nice at the moment." he claimed "All we know some crazy bloke try to off the misses over there and he was packing your standard hunter arsenal... Stones got a better look at him.. but he kinda.. indisposed at the moment." he claimed as he was still dragging the charred up corspe.

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Stones and Boyle really hated politics though if this was indeed a trap they would not be caught empty handed. "Right..Right Chief.." Boyle claimed as he began to search Stones person and removed a few hand held weapons, most concealed fire arms but many were also arcadic and of the occult. He flashed his own trench coat, an arsenal meant to fight a small war was inside, small shotguns, submachine guns, pistols, explosives, uzis and so forth with various tonics of holy water and other things used to fight the general undead and nasty things that go bump in the night as he tossed the trench coat over and decided to take a small smoke.

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Stones and Boyle would like to continue, but his writer has to catch a very important bus. Thus the duo remain in the middle patiently waiting for their house call to arrive IC.

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Stones and Boyle were both driving off road in the cameo painted Jeep in the middle of the woodlands. The duo were covered in mud and dirt as they spend the last hour digging the large hole in the ground big enough to fit the 11 foot thing they scattered to the floor with an assortment of silver bullets, a sledge hammer and a crashing their own car through it a couple of times. "I still say it could have gone alot worse Stones.." Boyle was generally complaining taking driver seat as his partner was casually smoking with a very disgruntled look on his face.

Whoever wanted what was in that suit case shackled to his wrist a while back REALLY wanted it, the two having made their delivery and mostly driving back to their haven for safe tropper. It was about this time when the mohawk sporting vampire merely removed his large thick cigar from smoking to utter out the bruttish "S'ut up.." before returning to the smoke.

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Stones and Boyle were still driving when they suddenly found themselves in front of Molly Bronson. Boyle somewhat honked the horn of the jeep before diverting its path hastily that lead to its abrupt stop. "Bloody hell Stones! I thought there was no one out here this late at night!!" he exclaimed somewhat rearranging his hair.

"Well don't run them over you blooming 'alf wit!" the larger of the thugs complained before turning over to the stranger. Instantly Stones emerged out of the jeep somewhat taking a smoke before rummaging his hands through the pockets of his pants as the muddy man merely spoke out to the girl. "Oi there... you alright??" he inquired.

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Stones and Boyle remained standing where they were. It was almost an ironic question as the two of them just started to laugh their lungs out at the comment, the true situtation merely too humorous to endure. It took a very long time for either of the two to compose themselves as Boyle began to talk a bit "Er... were terribly sorry for that." he claimed "Were a bit in a rush getting where we need to go back at the city... and well... lets just say vampire and werewolves look out for US instead." he boasted proudly.

"Heh... Yeah." Stones added simply "And speaking of which! What a young woman like yourself doing out here as well! Me and Boyle here have ourselves a 'mood of transporutation'" he mispronounced "but what are you doing out here so late?? Dark Woods ain't actually the ideal spot to spend a night!" he claimed almost merrily with a haughty laugh.

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