Pious

Alicia held her handgun poised at the Doc, but in her mind, she was unstable. Hearing the man declare a challenge genuinely made her pity him. Memories of the day she murdered her own mother in a fit of rage, flashed before her eyes like a black and white motion picture. She remembered killing the mafia boss Don Cordini only to then rise to power herself. She sighed and lowered her gun. With a single wave of her hand, the Doctor was thrown clear across the room, into his own line of machines, freed from the detention bubble. She shot a look towards her enforcers, and mouthed an order, taking position behind the line of fire. "Waste him"

"You bring drugs into my home, insult my intelligence, embarass me in front of my allies, you disrespected me and brought shame to my family. Then, after apologizing, for a SECOND time, at the Mercenaries Ball, you sold Chronodyne to my sister. No, in fact, you sold the youth formula to my sister's symbiote. You practically killed her. Now, if you were me, what would you really do?"

The sound of broken glass and bricks woke Alicia from her fury, for the first time she processed what was happening around her. "What the f**k is this? You brought your toys to burn down my house? Trying to kill me, too? You realize I can pull your f**king eyes out of their f**king sockets without so much as touching you? I swear to god any fancy moves and I'll push your heart right out of your [censored] chest!"

Responding to protocol, Alicia's enforcers piled into the room and leveled thier uzi's at the beeping robots. The machines lined up on one side of the room, and the hitmen seemed to position themselves adjacent, Pistol stood in the centre of the room holding Mechano high on wall. The zombie Sicilia stood transfixed in a corner, watching the situation unfold.

Alicia chuckled in her madness. "Help her get a soul... thats funny. Thats a good one Doc... I can get a new sister, just like shopping for a new barbie doll right? Slap in a voice machine and we're good to go, right? Right Doc?" said Alicia, smiling at her sister, then back at the Doc. Suddenly, the smile vanished. "WHAT THE F**K do you take me for?"

With another violent push, Alicia slammed the doctor across the room, pinning him onto the opposite wall. With her energy, she forced the man's neck inwards, squeezing away his breath and essentially strangling him until his red demonic skin broke sweat.

Alicia's Fury - Monday 28th, Mid-Afternoon.

[Rated unsuitable for children under the age of 15. Story contains strong language and moderate violence.]

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Alicia made her way down two corridors and blasted a path through two bedrooms and an upstairs kitched before arriving outside her office. She aimed her handgun and fired six rapid shots at the door. The bullets seemed to slow down to a crawl as each exited the barrel and began vibrating to the point of implosion. With an aggressive wave of her right arm, Alicia sent the six fragile bullets whirling at the door at the speed of light. Upon contact with the wall, the bullets exploded like a pack of dynamite, causing a gaping hole through the office's front wall, the carpets caught fire and quickly began spreading around the room.

In her fury, Alicia failed to register the fire. The only thing in her line of focus was the Doctor in his mutated demonic form. "MECHANO!" she bellowed, her face contorted with rage.

"Pistol, what the hell are you doing?" he uttered, rushing to his feet.

Without regard to what was said, Alicia charged at him, raised her left arm and trapped the man in a field of impenerable force. With an aggressive wave of her right arm, she threw the doctor against a side wall, so powerful was the push that it left cracks through the brickwork.

"Give me a reason Mechano, give me one good reason not to kill you right now!" she murmured, tears flooding her face. In her peripheral vision, she noticed the animated corpse of her twin sister stood transfixed, whether by shock of the carnage or for loss of emotion. "GIVE ME ONE F**KING REASON!" she screamed, leveling her handgun up to the Doctor. Her mind was racing uncontrolably, her arm was unstable, she began to rock backwards and forwards, her nightgown flaring dangerously close to the burning carpet. She continued muttering to herself "I'm holding you responsible for this Mechano, and I should just f**king kill you. I should just f**king... look what you've done... just... just look at her, LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO HER!"

Five minutes earlier...

The notorious mafia boss laid curled up in a fetus on her queen-sized bed, crying her heart out. She sobbed and screamed and kicked at herself. Her ex-husband had spent the night with her to keep her company. Mob boss Axel Hunter who knew his ex-wife more than anybody else, save her own twin sister. Axel simply knelt by the bed, stroking Alicis's long orange-dyed hair.

"Everything will be okay Alicia, please just stop crying and get some f**king sleep already. Its already noon and you've kept me up all night... there I am thinking I was getting some action for consoling you, ya know?" Axel mumbled to himself, getting up to park his giant backside on the bed. Alicia wiped her eyes for the hundredth time and climbed out of the bed, her silk light-pink nightgown hung across her bare shoulders by a single strap, the other hung loosely by her left arm.

"Babes, you might wanna pull up your strap, you're showing a little" Axel grumbled, but Alicia just collapsed onto her knees, crying out a new flood of tears.

"Axel, she's f**king dead. She's just dead... I mean that thing walking around in the house is NOT my sister. Its an empty void, a f**king zombie Axel, a walking corpse. My sister's dead... she's dead" Alicia sobbed, wailing greater than ever, she seemed to shudder in her sobbing, suffercating herself as she cried. Axel couldn't bare the sight anymore. All night he had done all he could to cheer her up, but she was clearly long gone.

"I'm sure they can sort something out. You can't really blame the Doctor, I mean he's actually a decent guy, how was he suposed to know?" said Axel, quickly regeting his words as the woman came charging at him.

"What are you saying? What, you think this is my fault then? Am I to be blamed?" she screamed, towering over her ex-husband.

"Alicia, you need to calm down abit, I was just stating the obvious here" he argued.

"You're gonna take his side. I can't believe this!"

"Look, Sicilia accepted the witch into her soul; now the witch possessed her for like a whole f**king week, Sicilia confessed so herself, remember?"

"My SISTER has the freedom to make her own decisions, okay?! Madril has been dormant for ten f**king years, while Sicilia had power, real f**king power." Alicia screamed, pacing across the room in an attept to calm down. "But what would you know about power you bald headed lumbering pile of idiocy, you're f**king pathetic, you know that? I can't believe you're taking his side on this; never take sides against the family. You knew that when you married me."

"Oh dont pull that old-school bull**it on me Alicia" argued Axel, pulling on his trouser amd boots. "You know something, truth is, you Sicilians are the same; crazy motherf***ers. Hit this, hit that, send him down with the fishes... Good thing I did f**king leave you, you've always treated me like a f**king idiot."

Alicia stood rigid at the foot of the bed, she was vexing on the insult Axel had just made, they seldom argued but never had Axel made an insult at her.

"You know what, get out of my house"

"Duh, you see me pulling on my boots dont you?"

The intercom buzzed and the Doctor's voice is heard from the comms in the bedroom.

"Looks like the Doc is here" said Axel, stating the obvious.

Alicia took a moment to take in the situation, the opportunity didn't pass on her, she wiped her face to clear the spots in her eyes and headed for the bedside drawer.

"What do you think you're doing?" said Axel, a look of terror drawn on his face. He watched Alicia produce an oversized Mark XIX Desert Eagle, gold plated, she unclipped the magazines with fluid motion, checked for bullets and clipped the mag back in, cocking the gun ready for use.

"Alicia, come on what are going to do with that?" said Axel.

"The Docs here" she said, a frighteningly lunactic expression on her face. She stood there, gun in hand and half a breast expossed in her unhung nightgown, she looked like a mad woman on the verge of suicide.

"Oh come on, you can't just kill him. Its not you, you're so hung up on the time you shot Don Cordini, you couldn't even finish off that punk hero Coile. Alicia, you couldn't hurt a fly, come on gimme the gun"

Without warning, Alicia rendered an invisible bolt of force directly at Axel, so powerful it knocked him through the bedroom walls. He laid crumpled outside in the hallway, knocked out cold. Her guards posted at the doors came running in, saw the burning fury in their boss's eyes and simply ran back out.

Another bolt of force broke open another hole in the opposite side of the bedroom, Alicia cat-walked through the hole and headed towards her office.

((sent you a PM mechano))

Thugs rock, in fact they rock so much haters say they are overpowered... and maybe they're right. As Shannon says, you are an unstoppable steamroller, especially when teamed with other Thugs. Now go get that fifty and do not be tempted to try any other primary builds for they are simly inferior, okay?

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Was a absolute blast, lots of wonderful people, many of whom were far more wellbehaved than the majority of heroes Fellus (and his player) have met.

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Thats because those costumed heroes are the real villains. In fact, must of us are the saviours; heroes misunderstood for villains, labelled as criminals by the very villains postering as heroes. The very thought is most vexing.

Haven't been to this section of the forums in a while, thanks for the reference Max, with your damn eagle-eyes!

The Gang is strictly Thugs Masterminds, and we often do in-character events for the fun of it. See our website for more information Kruul. gang.webeden.co.uk

Having said that, if you want a proper roleplaying villain supergroup, I would strongly suggest the European Villainous Immorality League. Contact @Ech or @Big Lunk in-game for more information or try Court of the Blood Countess lead by @Elizabeth Balthory. The latter has a notable amount of Necro masterminds if I recall accurately. There is also the Terra Liberation Front lead by Hatesman @Zero1278.

Regardless of who you hang out with, be it EVIL or the Immorality League, you can still drop down to RP hotspots like Pocket D or the more recently established, Mercenaries Ball (ran by @Ech and @Big Lunk)

I third that. Great event, well organised. Managed to progress two plots and also bought three items!!

Pistol sighed, disappointed in the way things had gone. Suddenly, a deep voice carrying an African-American accent echoed from a nearby corner in the room.

"Like I said boss, a real brute knows another brute" said Axel, emerging from a camouflaged force field.

"Okay fine, you were right. But I am going to the Ball on business, you and Lunk can settle your scores elsewhere" Pistol exclaimed.

"Not a problem Alicia. Just give me and the boys the go-ahead and we'll do our thing, I promise I wont even look in your direction. Besides, me and the boys are looking for some new guns too" said Axel, smirking.

Pistol rubbed her eyebrows, slightly annoyed at the mess the machines were making.

"Note to self, never lower the shield around the mansion"

One hand holding the Succubus imprisoned, Pistol reached out the other towards the robots, using her energy to vibrate thier molecules to the point of implosion. With one fell motion of her hand, she threw the minion out through the holes in the walls. Simultaneously fixing the bricks, cement and interior wallpapering back into place.

An invisible force field shielded the mansion entire as Pistol slowly began to crush the succubus's steel exterior, within her detention field.

"You wont understand pain, but I'm sure you'd mind being damaged" said Pistol, through gritted teeth. "No more fancy tricks, I have five questions and I want answers, you understand me? First question; Doctor Mechano built you, am I correct?"

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and depending on numbers maybe trying to get someone foolish enough to raid us.

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Didn't we decide on June 10th Max? And we are quite formidable actually.

Instantaniously, Pistol made a gesture of her left hand and trapped the robot in an invisible oblong force field as powerful as an intergalactic vaccum. "I need information and you're going to give it to me" said Pistol, through gritted teeth. "Eagle, cancel all my appointments and postpone that phonecall"

((Things are getting heated. I suggest discussing character strengths, potentials and weaknesses, via PM?))

"Are you done?" Pistol remarked sarcastically at the agitated robot, before continuing with Big Lunk. "Let me make one thing very clear to you. Contrary to popular opinion, I am not the madman who would kill for sport or out of temper. I am not a murderer and neither am I a thief. In fact, I have never been the villain, merely a largely misunderstood hero, so when you bring drugs to my doorstep, you bring trouble. I would have both your doctor and my sister arrested and let the punishment be issued by the Rogue Isles Police, but frankly, I dont want to do that. I had hoped that instead, we could work something out between ourselves. But judging by the circles this meeting seems to be making, I doubt we'll get there. Let me know when you're done with the childish insults about my sister and are finally ready to talk. I have a call to take"

One of the guards crossed the room and handed Pistol her cellphone. She rose from her executive armshair and made to leave via a nearby room to answer the phonecall in private.

Completely disregarding the robot as pathetic artificial inteligence, Pistol continued with Big Lunk. "Lunk, you are an outsider to my family and so you will never see beyond the rumours. In all honesty, I do not think I can even entrust the truth onto you. If ever you learnt the true cause of the now so-called New Mafia or my position within the Gang and the rest of the syndicate, it will no doubt be the last thing that you do. So for your sake, don't dig too deep. And if this is a matter of superiority... between me and you, our positions can very easily be ascertained" said Pistol, her voice as cold as ice, yet her facial expressions remained as calm as the ventilated air-conditioning humming in the background. "I suggest we discuss the current state of affairs, I hope to reach a peaceful negotiation regarding Doctor Mechano and the pain his drugs have brought upon my home."

Hello again Dark Lords, got a few questions. Do you guys have a website, so I can link it to the Gang? I've made a section for all our coalitions. Also, would you be interested in a base raid, say Saturday 16th June?

Happy double-xp week!

"Lunk, I understand you to be a very respectable man, somebody of your stature and your hieght of power learns quickly who his allies are and aren't" Pistol lectured, leaning forward from her desk. "Now we've worked together in the past and I've always considered you an ally, but the events of late have made me doubtful. You have insulted my trust in you and the Immorality League, why do you think that is?"

"I have alot of very powerful enemies Lunk, you must excuse the heavy security" said Pistol, talking over her desk. "Please, have a seat" She noticed her guards looking alarmed at the giant robot, but a simply gesture of her hand set them at rest. A message that she still had everything under control.

"This lumbering pile of metal behind you, Lunk. Are you trying to sell it to me?"

Settling the Score - Sunday 20th May

Pistol sat comfortably at her desk, three men stood across the large office guarding the doors. A woman knelt by the desk, weeping. She began to mutter something in Italian.

"Don Barzini, lei è una padrina rispettabile ai miei bambini, la chiedo, per favore" she begged. "La supplico"

"Helena" said Pistol, swiveling her chair around to face the woman. "You are a beautiful woman and a caring mother, I appreciate you coming to me first, with this. I'll see what I can do. Adesso, per favore la fermata piangendo. Andare a casa e fare come lei fa. Let me worry about your husband."

In a fit of gratitude, the woman rushes around the desk and kisses the right hand of Don Barzini.

"God bless you Helena, go home and be a good mother to your children" said Pistol, watching the woman leave. A guard opened the door, exited and escorted the woman out. Shutting the door after her, Pistol stood up and looked out of a nearby window, directing her speech to the two enforcers left in the room. "Eagle, give this one to Antonio. Helena's husband needs a lesson in respect... respect for his wife"

Instantly, the man called Eagle produced a cellphone and made a phonecall.

"What time are the mercenaries due in for?" she asked casually.

"Any time now, boss" said the second guard.

Alright.

Continuing our conversation Bru, the Union Leaders global chat channel mentions an event on its MotD. Is it some kind of SG mass pvp event? If so, when is it scheduled for and who is organising it please?

Question: Pocket D's gone down a notch?

My answer: Nah I dont think so, not really. But then again, I'm not a frequenter. I use the nightclub as I use other locations in the game for plot development. Usually, when I am actually there, I bump into people my character might know and may stand around to greet.

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One thing though that i was unhappy about was placing one enforcer on Aggresive mode with all the Tactics buffs still won't make him attack an invs'd target even if the 'powers' say he can see them.

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This is an interesting note. Its something I've wanted clarified for some time now, but haven't had the chance to experiment.

On a PvE map, you can set your Enforcers on Aggressive and they'll just attack any hostiles in ranged, even if they were stealthed. However, once I did this same thing on a PvP map with two stalkers and although I won the fights, I remember the Enforcers not attacking the Stalkers, even when they were well in-range. Maybe I had them on Bodyguard Mode at the time. I need to go and figure this out properly.

What, you saw me on coalitions chat? I dont think we are co-allied with the Dark Lords yet.