Pious

[The atmosphere was tense as the gang marched up the stairs leading to the roof, double filed]

[They trampled over corpses of inmates, guards, longbow and even.. arachnos]

"Arachnos have been up here?" asked Zurd.

"Boss, you know what that means?" Hawk bellowed.

[It seemed her seven hearts would fail under the overdose of adrenaline.]

"We're free.."

[The rooftop door burst open, and Pistol emerged. Before her, stood five Arachnos Fliers]

MaxPowerz: Also villains now have control over sirens, just took abit longer than expected

YEAAAH! Villains for teh winz0r!! Keep on fighting people, keep on fighting!

So when's the next clash Kitetsu.. Max?

Norton: A line of drool escapes from the corner of her mouth and pools on her pillow.

((Ewwww! Yuk! *spluter* *splutter* *spit* *spit* gahh.. gross! ))

Yeah man.. it was great fun! I've posted a diary extract on our IC thread 'the crew'.

Dear Diary,

I followed up on the newspaper advertisement yesterday and attended a meeting in the Rogue Isles.

The island itself is a nice place.. but it is by far the most crime-infested city I know. The Arachnos are argueably the richest criminals in the area, thus, are now my primary target.

The number of poor people on the street here is apalling. They die of poverty and Vahiloks use their corpse.

Anyway, today I erm.. I tagged along with what I though were like-minded thieves.. only to learn otherwise.. self-proclaimed villains! Nutcases! Walking dolls and criminal techno-nerds.. thieves intent on robbing any and everyone, poor and rich alike! I stood there, gobsmacked as they murdered mutated snakes - sword-wielding giants they were, but innocent until proven guilty.. right?

As a fellow law enforcer, I immediately sought police help.. only to be shot on sight.

It appears my rather.. stained reputation from Paragon City preceeds me.. the name Nitetsu is still linked with Dragonfly..

I dont know what to do.. everyone hates me.. even fellow heroes.

Dear Meriam,

I had a lovely time with your parents. Shame your father and I started off on the wrong foot. Thanks for inviting me over, I look forward to spending more time with you.

Love, Sabrina.

Oh and erm.. thanks for listening.. you know.. back at the cave. I.. I treasure your friendship.

To Leygran Windan,

If you value your life, stay away.

Dragonfly the Vicious.

Or you could join Fusion FM. It's a chat channel used like a radio.

When you feel like fighting crime in-character (IC), just send an 'lft'.. for example:

"Glaise here, reporting for duty."

"Glaise, this is Rider, thank god you're here - we got trouble in Kings Row!"

Or answer someone else's call for assistance.. like this:

"This is Nightman, we got trouble in the Red River, is there anyone out there to help.. please?"

"Glaise here, I'm on my way!"

To join, I think you can type /Chan_Join Fusion FM or something.. I always forget.

Whoops..

Found it. Thanks.

Cool. Wait.. 7:30pm GMT?

Hang on, I dunno where that is.. why not under the clock tower.. Mercy.

So we missioning this evening ya?

((hehe.. we got poisoners.. they cud heal/wake/rez ya))

((Hehe.. sorry Cabbage, old tin-can went BOOM a while ago.. followed by a distinct SPLAT.))

((Lupa.. I dunno, I think Norton's busy RL or somink. But she's here.. near her cell somwhere I guess.))

"Good thinking Biker, it starting to stink in here.. what dyu'say we head on to the roofs?"

[Timewarp]

"Zurd. You big looser, come here and gimme a hug"

[The two embrace]

"You guys are all over the news. You've alerted the entire Longbow Army" said Zurd.

"So you thought you'd come piss off the Phalanx.."

"Naturally"

"How dyu get in here?"

"You see any guards left standing?" he replied, cocking his pistols.

"New guns.." she snatches them off him. "Mark XIX Desert Eagle.. gas-operated semi-automatic.." she whispered in awe, releasing the cartridges onto her palm. "Oh my god, .50 Action Express.. gold-plated steel frames.. 10 inch barrel with integral scope mounting.. Zurd, what in gods name? Last time we met you had a tiny Jericho 941 from the black market.. how the hell did you afford all this?"

"Sis.." he replied, snatching his guns back off her. "You know alot about guns for someone who dont use 'em"

"I do my research.."

"A man after my own black heart.." Hatespawn smirked as he surveyed the destruction around him.

[A guard enters the room and his ornate pistols automatically arm themselves, ready for action. In a blur Hatespawn opens fire, bullets made of forged souls begin ripping into their target, burning away the guard's body.]

"Interesting.." Hatespawn uttered.

"Your Eagles are spanking Zurd, but his are cooler"

((Zurd written in, with Blade's permission))

(( Note, to write others' actions into your story without consent is bad practice))

(( Kingwill, I've highlighted Pistol's three lines from the previous post. She knows not Tommy's name))

(( Still reading, still loving. Keep it up guys))

[Several Lieutenants of the Longbow Army screamed out orders]

"Quit your evil ways Alicia!"

"Get back into your cell, all of you!"

"This is a correctional facility!"

"Stand corrected Pistol!"

"Learn to behave woman!"

"Shut up!" she screamed. "All of you!"

[They continue]

"Tommy Furr, you're coming with us!"

"Stand down prisoners!"

[Something brushed past Pistol in a rush]

"Hello sweetheart".

"Synapse"

"Pistol" he replied, with a sarcastic bow. "Who uncaged you?"

wicked! cheers for sharing that golden. i got it as my background now.

((Yo Cabbage, is Spruk /DM or /poison.. want me to chuck him on-site?))

"What did your boy just say there Pistol?"

"I sure hope he didn't say Positron, otherwise we'd be in some deep trouble"

[Two dozen Longbow Wardens spill into the isle, then, a metal-cladded figure strafes into view. It was Positron.]

"Right, now we're in deep trouble, me and my big mouth"

[Shift ducks for cover whilst shooting a flash arrow at Positrons feet]

"Run guys! RUN!"

"I'll hold him for a bit, GO! NOW!"

"Like spit I'm leaving.. this block is ours!" Pistol exclaimed.

"This is our turf Tin-can, gang territory! Get your ugly green self outta my sight, or suffer the consequences."

One down, a few thousand to go.

Muahahha. ha.

((Always a great read this thread))

Shift: [Positron walks around the corner]

(( Am I hearing things again.. or do you guys hear it too? M0rTaL k0mBAT!!))

(( Rather suiting.))

[Pistol chuckled]

"You're like a cross between a skull and a hellion arent yah?

"Skull Biker.. the undead hellion" [she chuckled more]

[Suddenly, Hawk comes stumbling in, an infectous green corroding away his skin]

"P- p- its.. get heated! It's Positr-" and the kid falls dead.

((uber fun this writing stuff. better save a slice for the others. *yawns* nn))

"Intriguing"

[She paused for a long while, studying the monster]

"Well.. what about you Biker.. who is this father?"

At heart, even a mighty warrioress is a sucker for romance thought Hawk.

"Boss, I'm gonna guard the doors." With that, he disappears around a corner.

"We're pretty much stuck here" Hawk blurted.

"Come, I want to here stories. Tell me where you are from.. Hatespawn" she eyed him carefully.

"Think of this as a pastime"

((Blade is on the ball. He has the right idea. lol.))