Setting
Originally nothing more than an old and decaying Barn, it's been completely renovated. Millions of dollars have seemingly been spent on the bar. The outside of the bar is scattered by sports cars; Famous DJ's make appearances everyday and the kitchen hosts a world class chef. It holds a bar close to the barn entrance and a cluster of booths opposite to it. Towards the center of the barn is a wide open dance floor, scattered couches lay against the wall. At the end of the barn is a stage, elevated off the ground. On the stage is the VIP area, a 'U' shaped couch, guarded by red velvet ropes. Above the VIP area lays a large balcony that overlooks the room.The entire facility is guarded by the best security money can buy; The second level of the barn housing the security headquarters. Across the way is the entrance to a large casino and hotel lobby.
NOTE: Taylor's was built by Gabriel Taylor in an attempt to provide a safe haven. A place to drink without having your life threatened. Many measures have been put in place to prevent conflict, including EMP's and Anti Magic generators. Please respect cannon to an extent. If you want to work around these, please do it through RP.
The hotel is large and extravagant. It has everything you’d ever need, ranging from a five star restaurant to indoor pools, and a top of the line spa. Our 2nd floor hosts a large assortment of stores holding anything you can think of including the finest clothing and the newest technology. “
(An image of the entire establishment and the small man-made lake before it)
NOTE: Taylor's was built by Gabriel Taylor in an attempt to provide a safe haven. A place to drink without having your life threatened. Many measures have been put in place to prevent conflict, including EMP's and Anti Magic generators. Please respect cannon to an extent. If you want to work around these, please do it through RP.
The hotel is large and extravagant. It has everything you’d ever need, ranging from a five star restaurant to indoor pools, and a top of the line spa. Our 2nd floor hosts a large assortment of stores holding anything you can think of including the finest clothing and the newest technology. “
(An image of the entire establishment and the small man-made lake before it)
Taylor's Bar
Originally nothing more than an old and decaying Barn, it's been completely renovated. Millions of dollars have seemingly been spent on the bar.
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28 Characters Here
Benito Greco [59]
Ferreway Degri [37] Too short, too tall, too big, too small. She'll criticize you until she's satisfied. Meet Ferreway.
Leon Blanc [19] "Repent"
Jonathan Abel [19] Engineer, Medic, Space Freelancer.
Vladimir Dmitriev [14] The typical barfly and loner. Unless you got a job, leave him be.
Luke Baede [13]
Kayuk Revirn [10] A quick young girl, called 'Kray', who has the best driving and mechanic skills around, and a mouth to match.
Virginia Potts [9] Assistant to Tony Stark, up and coming superhero
Br'nn [8] "Two sides, same coin."
Noah Cherrokee [6] Just a city boy
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Leon still had that silly smirk on his face. He was paid to shoot glasses, really, that's all. A security officer had let him in, being in on it as well. "Listen man, gonnah let me go? You ain th-" As he noticed Gabriel and Andrea, he went quiet.
It finally settled in. The fact that he was the distraction for something much greater. "Oh no..." Leon went quiet.
It finally settled in. The fact that he was the distraction for something much greater. "Oh no..." Leon went quiet.
"Damn it. DAMN IT. Stay with me, now. Talk to me. You are NOT DYING tonight!" It was no use. She had already lapsed into unconsciousness. She pressed harder on her little key card, as if it was a wrench trying to turn a stubborn nut, oblivious to the other shootings. She thought for a second about turning to her friends, but the shots had subsided, and the lockdown meant that they couldn't exactly run for help. "Damn it, LIVE!!"
As the second assailant was dropped, Jonathan ran over to Phinx, while still aiming his gun at the fallen man. He spared a glance at her. "You okay there? Looks like you got a nasty shot to the shoulder. Everything had gone to hell real fast after he walked in. However, had barely noticed that there was a bigger commotion than what had already happened. It seemed that someone important had also been shot. But from this distance, Jon couldn't quite tell who....
There was still a heartbeat in Miss Multiverse's chest, but it was faint and weak. As the seconds slipped by so did the last remaining dregs of the woman's life. She stilled breathed but it was more so a gurgle, as blood still pooled into her lungs. There must have been an exit wound because just then, despite Tatiana's attempt to stabilize the lung, it collapsed.
Phinx lifted herself up to a sitting position, using her good hand to grab her gun just in case she still needed to use it. "I'm good." It was obvious that she wasn't really okay, the blood loss had made her lightheaded and she still had a bullet in her bleeding shoulder. "Just go check out the others inside."
Duncan zip tied Leon's arms behind his back, and his legs together. That'd keep him in place. Duncan then jogged over to Titania and Aleksandra, "Hey, I can lift the clearance and drive you two to the hospital." He said quickly, kneeling, "Can you lift her?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
He couldn't tell what was going on inside of the woman's body, but he knew it wasn't good.
He couldn't tell what was going on inside of the woman's body, but he knew it wasn't good.
"Fuck you. FUCK YOU. I am not going to let you die tonight. Not while I'm here." The compression became harder and more desperate, and tears started streaming down her face. Someone was dying right in front of her, despite all she was doing to stop it from happening. "Do it already," she snapped at Duncan.
Duncan's eyes widened a little, when he saw the tears. Miss Multiverse was dying. The security guard ran to the door, and tapped in the codes to lift the lock down. "C'mon!" He shouted to Titania. Duncan ran outside and got in his car. He started the engine, and pulled it right outside the door so that Titania could get to it faster.
He folded the passenger seat down so the back seats had more room, and opened the back door so Titania could get herself and Miss Multiverse in the car.
He folded the passenger seat down so the back seats had more room, and opened the back door so Titania could get herself and Miss Multiverse in the car.
A security officer in the room quickly sent orders to his men. "Follow Duncan, we cant have word about this shooting get out. Ill take care of the others, just make sure Miss Multiverse doesnt get the word out, if she lives at least. If she dies... you know what to do." He cliked his finger onto the radio, contacting the security office. "Contact the new's agencies, make sure they dont say shit about this. Remind em what happened last time." Followed by a group of agents, he unlocked one of the doors that let to the hotel lobby and made his way though.
Titania Brightsmith didn't lose a second. Aleksandra was going into shock, so she had to be moved carefully...two other guards provided a stretcher while she could maintain pressure, after which she sat in the back with the limp body. "Punch it!"
Jonathan pulled out a roll of gauze as he tried to help hold her up. It seemed the man was dead, and thus would not require his attention. "You're obviously not okay, and we don't need any more people dying. Besides, the people in there can handle them. I'll go when you're wrapped, at least we'll slow the blood loss. Worry about the bullet later. So hold still." With that, he would attempt to bandage Phinx's shoulder.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
CRACK!
From Taylor's private bedroom, Liz kicked visciously against the knob on the door. Something had fallen in front of it in the midst of the chaos, and she'd been left to worry and panic about whatever the hell was going on on the opposite side. With several powerful kicks, she crippled the door, dislodging the barricade on the other side, and hastily pulled her way through the small space she'd created to escape.
She saw that the club had errupted into chaos, the air choked off with smoke and plaster-dust. There was a woman being hauled off by Duncan and another female she didn't recognize, and she looked to be critically injured.
But there was only one person she was looking for anyway.
"Taylor! TAYLOR!"
She sprinted, flat-footed across the club floor skidding to a stop when she saw him hovering over Andrea.
Approaching the pair tentatively, her heart pounding in her chest, Liz went and grasped Andrea's wrist, trying to feel for a pulse, trying to search for his memories...
...trying to push some of her life into his.
Nothing.
"Taylor," she whispered.
CRACK!
From Taylor's private bedroom, Liz kicked visciously against the knob on the door. Something had fallen in front of it in the midst of the chaos, and she'd been left to worry and panic about whatever the hell was going on on the opposite side. With several powerful kicks, she crippled the door, dislodging the barricade on the other side, and hastily pulled her way through the small space she'd created to escape.
She saw that the club had errupted into chaos, the air choked off with smoke and plaster-dust. There was a woman being hauled off by Duncan and another female she didn't recognize, and she looked to be critically injured.
But there was only one person she was looking for anyway.
"Taylor! TAYLOR!"
She sprinted, flat-footed across the club floor skidding to a stop when she saw him hovering over Andrea.
Approaching the pair tentatively, her heart pounding in her chest, Liz went and grasped Andrea's wrist, trying to feel for a pulse, trying to search for his memories...
...trying to push some of her life into his.
Nothing.
"Taylor," she whispered.
Ink pulled her phone away from her face and cursed. "Lost signal." Now she was really starting to get pissed. Denying that she would be of little to no help out there, she shoved her phone back in her pocket and crossed her arms. With a huff, she tossed her weight on the door behind her which jerked before sliding out of the way completely. After nearly falling backwards, Ink ducks back into the kitchen for a split second, long enough to fetch one of the knives before venturing back out into the bar. It took her a moment to piece things together, seeing a woman being loaded into a car, she assumed that was the person who had cried out earlier. She kept the knife at her side as she side stepped her way to the bar and ducked behind it. Her hands were trembling as her heart pounded away. "They get the shooter?" she asked the bartender. With an affirmative response, she relaxed a bit, laying the knife down behind the counter.
Vlad was silent. Very, very silent. He only looked at Andrea's body for a moment before looking back at Leon. There was a coldness to his gaze that hadn't been there before, or at least not to this magnitude. "You are...lucky...I am not allowed to kill you, assassin. However, it is against my nature to not make sure you feel a little pain..." He drew his trench knife and slid it up against Leon's throat, keeping the edge skin tight against his neck. "Move. If you wish...Either way, you will suffer..." He fired of Colt, which he had pressed against the man's foot...
Phinx nodded, knowing it was best to let the man bandage her shoulder until she could get proper treatment. "Thanks. I think I would've died without some help here." She said, placing her pistol down beside her for now. "Crazy first day on the job."
Gabriel didnt speak, his head burried within the pull of blood that had gather on Andrea's lap. He held both of the man's hands in his. "No no no no no" He muttered under his breath as he attempted to hold back the tears, his voice wavering. "No, he's not dead. Dont touch him!" He shouted at Liz, roaring as he rose his head to face her.
He shook his head, his eyes forced closed as he returned to Andrea. Be placed his forehead back into the man's stomach, allowing the tears to fall freely from his face.
He shook his head, his eyes forced closed as he returned to Andrea. Be placed his forehead back into the man's stomach, allowing the tears to fall freely from his face.
Ink jumped at another gunshot, ducking down behind the bar. "Shit. I though there was no more gunman?" she said to the barkeep. "That one's on our side...I think" the 'tender replied. Ink sighed and held a hand to her forehead before standing up and looking towards Vlad. "Mental note:..." she thought. "Don't fuck with him." Chewing her lip, she looked to the other victim there and to Taylor. "Oh shit..." Idly, she ran her finger over the back of her charmed ring. No amount of luck was going to save Andrea, she decided.
Leon screamed as the bullet ripped through his foot. "Bastard! I had nothing to do with this! My foot!" He shouted. His long rifle laid by his side, a m40. He spit at Vlad before resting his head against the floor. "Dirty Russian."
Despite the situation, Jon grinned at her. "Died? I think you shot him before I did, and more accurately too. And tell me about it. Some people get all the bad luck, eh?" He finished his crude wrap, grimacing a bit. It wasn't pretty, but it'd do. He gave her two-fingered salute, and began to run back towards the commotion. "We'll get someone to get that bullet out later. Don't move too much, Miss." As Jon returned, he was met with the sight of Vlad...firing at the first assailant's foot. He cautiously stepped towards the pair, speaking quietly. "What...happened?"
The woman fell back, briefly frightened at his sudden outburst. What more could she do? Except sit there and watch Taylor grieve. Her own breath came fast, eyes burning as she sat by the wayside. What could she do? What more could she s--
Another gun shot startled her, jerking her head towards Vlad and the man who sat in cuffs. The latter screamed, but she didn't find herself feeling any sympathy.
It was a little while before her heart would stop stuttering in her chest, and then she turned to watch Taylor, feeling rather helpless.
"Taylor," She said, her breath coming in a quick, subdued gasp. She was trying to hold back tears. "We..need to call someone."
Another gun shot startled her, jerking her head towards Vlad and the man who sat in cuffs. The latter screamed, but she didn't find herself feeling any sympathy.
It was a little while before her heart would stop stuttering in her chest, and then she turned to watch Taylor, feeling rather helpless.
"Taylor," She said, her breath coming in a quick, subdued gasp. She was trying to hold back tears. "We..need to call someone."
"My people are used to insults, little boy. But we have a saying..."Bread for bread. Blood for blood. Even if not directly, which I doubt, you still lent a hand in my comrade dying. I care not for what you feel, pain, agony, all of this means little to me." He moved the gun away to wipe the spittle away.
"You have upset me. And you have robbed another man of someone he thought to be a father. I will not kill you, roach, as I stated." He suddenly dug his knife into the wound he had created on the man's foot, a small smile on his face.
"You have upset me. And you have robbed another man of someone he thought to be a father. I will not kill you, roach, as I stated." He suddenly dug his knife into the wound he had created on the man's foot, a small smile on his face.
Phinx Munroe scooped her gun up from the ground and then stood carefully. As she regained her composure she headed back to her car, tucking her gun back into the holster on her hip as she climbed in. She then started the car, driving herself to a friend in town to avoid having to speak with the police at the hospital.
Jonathan guessed he was intruding. While he felt a small urge to stop what was happening before him, it also seemed that Vlad had his own reasons. He backed away silently, and was left a bit confused. It seemed he had no job, as everyone who was hurt was already gone...until he heard screaming from the upstairs room. Jon used his third teleport, and with a small 'fwoosh', appeared inside the room with Taylor, Liz and Andrea. He was surprised at the scene, but did not make a noise, aside from the his entrance. The man was dead, and he would be far from it to interrupt Taylor's grieving. Especially if he wanted to keep his job.