The Hyenas, the next litter.
((I've had a ponder and sent you a PM on the Militia boards Brit.))
@Dante EU - Union Roleplayer and Altisis Victim
The Militia: Union RP Supergroup - www.themilitia.org.uk
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Hmmmm maybe, but then it still means one less monster to scare the normal folks, right?
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There's nothing to say they would only be hunting demons and evil monsters. Benevolent dragons, unicorns, fae, angels etc. etc. There are good 'monsters' that I'm sure are just as, if not more, valuable.
I'm throwing around a couple of concepts right now, so I may join. Looks good Brit.
((Is there a deadline? I am very interested, but I need a little time to decide whether to roll with my fire/fire brute or roll a new toon))
((Yeah but Fairies can be vicious and vile tempered too, they're not all cute little bug winged chaps or chapettes Besides, who wants unicorns, angels, dragons or pixies milling around on street corners benevolent or not?
Tag 'em, frag 'em and bag 'em I say!
hmm if you want meat-sheilds , i do have a lvl 20 dark/dark brute who's exsisting plot / motive would tie in nicely with eso-tech's business interests, and he is ugly do biggame would have no issues with him ....
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There's nothing to say they would only be hunting demons and evil monsters. Benevolent dragons, unicorns, fae, angels etc. etc. There are good 'monsters' that I'm ((sure are just as, if not more, valuable
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Hit the nail on the nose there Synth From Eso-Tech's point of view they are looking to a steady flow of raw materials to use in their products, and hybrid machinery. With this in mind, prey can be anything from Pixies to Giants. I can already see some great Tom, and Jerry stylee antics when the team are paid to capture fairies or something. ))
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Dragons, unicorns, fae, angels, there are good 'monsters' that I'm sure are just as, if not more, valuable.
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Good point! Maybe even monstrous humans, mutants, fae, aliens etc. First assignment, the Amber Banshee!
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You'd better bring earplugs then.
@Dante EU - Union Roleplayer and Altisis Victim
The Militia: Union RP Supergroup - www.themilitia.org.uk
I gotta admit, I love this idea!! And can think of one person I might like to bring to the party...
Not sure if I can sustain many more IC characters though, unless this is going to be very loose, rather than structured, one-day-a-week type team-ups?
Formerly @Crimson Archer, now @CA
The Militia - Protecting Paragon City through roleplaying since June 2006!
((If ye be needing me, I can knock up a funky villain to be a part of this little group of like-minded madmen 8D
Masterminds are my specialty, but I've done the odd Brute before. Perhaps I should dust off the Great Britanic... Hmmmm...
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Perhaps I should dust off the Great Britanic... Hmmmm...
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((No don't! Game would hate him with a passion too!))
((As for activities, I realise a lot of prospective members will have commitments elswhere, so the VG will have a fairly adhoc set up. However there will be planned events, plots, etc and where possible these will be arranged to allow for maximum attendence. One thing I will try to avoid is a set RP day, Id prefer people to log in and play their Hunters when it suits them. Luckily, so far from the response here, and through PMs it looks like the group will have a respectable number of players, and fingers crossed be nicely active.))
{13/12/07, Early morning, The Board Room of Esoteric Technologies, Nerva Archipelago}
The white haired, half Fae woman known as the [/b]Peddler[/b] stood before the five chairs shrouded in darkness in the Eso-Tech boardroom. The central chair that once belonged to Chairman Gehrhart was still empty, but in the other four each sat one of the secretive remaining board members.
From the shadows came a gravelly sounding male voice. We have read your reports about this Big Game you have selected to lead the Hyenas, but despite his surprisingly impressive abilities, we have some concerns.
The Peddler expected the board to have issues with Big Game, despite being highly skilled, and inventive, he had several rather glaring personality flaws. However she believed she was more than capable of keeping the wild huntsman under control, as well as exploiting his flaws for the good of the company.
If I may Sir? Not waiting for an answer she continued. McKnight, and his team were far from stable before their unfortunate demise .The fact of the matter is normal well balanced individuals rarely take up activities as dangerous as the hunting of monsters. I believe Big Games eccentricities will actually afford him some level of protection against the insanity several past members of the Hyenas developed.
...on the grounds he is probably mad already?
Exactly Sir.
What makes you think you can actually talk him around into taking the post anyway? In your own report it shows him to be lazy, and unambitious. In fact Id say he seems quite content to be little more than a hired goon.
That is true Sir. However I believe his lack of personal ambition will make him far more easy to manipulate, and less likely to be overly concerned with the internal politics of his benefactors. She paused a moment to let that statement sink in before carrying on. As for motivating him to sign up, I have already made some arrangements that will force the issue.
Would that have something to do with the 2.5 million dollar expense request you put in for? Asked a softly spoken woman from the shadows.
Id prefer not to think of that as an expense, but rather as an investment.
An investment? Do you really believe this Big Game is worth that?
Of course not, however I fully intend for Big Game to work off that debt.
...and you believe he will agree to that?
Considering the alternatives he faces, he will have little choice.
Alternatives? asked the man with the gravelly voice.
Yes alternatives. In fact I believe the Family boss Morretti is discussing some of those alternatives with Big Game as we speak..."
Meanwhile in Morrettis mansion...
Big Game slowly regained consciousness. Luckily he was still bound to the chair, otherwise he would likely just collapse on the floor. Morrettis goons had been none too gentle when they invited him to the mansion, and even less so when they offered him a seat. As Big Games vision cleared he noticed Morretti himself was sat in a chair in front of him, hand resting on top of the Weeping Virgin, the obscure but valuable painting Game had stole from him months earlier.
Heyyy, Mr Morretti you got your painting back.
Can it Fedele, or do I call you Jackpot now?
Big Game started to wince. Ah, so you know about that?
Yes I know everything. It seems that despite the leniency, mercy, and later even favour I showed you in the past you continue to disrespect me. While I am grateful to you for saving my life during the height of the Rikti Invasion, I will not allow you to continue to make a mockery out of me
So this time you are going to kill me?
No, despite everything I still like you Fedele, you got real moxy, and sometimes you are damn useful. So instead im going to give you a chance to redeem yourself.
Game looked genuinely shocked, as Morretti continued to speak. I give you a week to compensate me for the loss of my painting, as well as the advances I foolishly gave you to track it, and its thief down.
Big Game looked over to the painting. Hey, but you already got it back!
Morretti started to look deathly serious Nonetheless you WILL compensate me! You have one week to return to my mansion with 2.5 million American dollars, if not then we will be reenacting one of those old gangster movie cliches involving concrete overcoats, and large bodies of water.
TWO POINT FIVE MIL!!! How am I freakin sposed to raise that sort of money in one week?
Not my problem Fedele. Those are my terms... but I hear the Spiders have a 2 million bounty on your lady friend Antipode.
That aint even funny Mr. Morretti.
Well it is nice to see you have some integrity Fedele. Still you have a week, try to disappear then I will seek recompense another way... Like I said Antipode is worth 2 million alone. Do you understand?
Ok, I gotcha. Any chance you can let me loose, and help me find the rest of my teeth so I can get to work?
Certainly Mr. Fedele.Oh dont look so worried. You have the luck of the Devil. Im confident you will pay me in time, and we can go back to being friends again.
Big Game looked at Morretti unconviced. Yeah sure, but when we do make up no kissing ok?!...
((Ok things are moving along, this piece puts Game into a position where he has got to start thinking about the future, so it won't be long before he's onboard and the recruiting can start. As for other SG stuff Im currentl working to set up a forum for once the SG goes live.))
{14/12/07, Early Morning, The Gallows, Port Oakes}
The mercenary Big Game was really in it up to his neck this time. He had a week to raise two and a half million American dollars to pay off Family mobster Morretti, or else he was going to start spending quality time with the fishes. He couldnt even just go into hiding, as Morretti had made it perfectly to him, that if he was a no show with the money then hed get it from an alternative source. That source being the huge bounty on the head of Big Games friend, and teammate Antipode. Despite Games normally selfish nature, he couldnt bring himself to let that happen to her. So despite being what he thought was probably a futile effort, he decided hed best try working his tiger-striped butt off.
In an effort to rustle up some fast high paying jobs, Big Game had decided to visit the infamous mercenary noticeboard The Gallows, in Port Oakes. As Game started to scan the various notices, he began to become disheartened. Although there was easily more than enough money up for grabs through the various bounties, contracts, and requests on the Gallows, there was no way that Game could possibly do enough of them in the time frame Morretti had given him. Best he could hope for was to raise what he could, and hope Morretti had calmed down enough to grant him extra time. That was assuming he didnt get killed on one of the jobs first. What he really needed was a miracle...
HOOOONNNNNNNKKKK!!!, HOOOONNNNNNNKKKK!!!
Big Game turned around to look at the jet black semi truck honking its horn, on the road, up from the steps not far from the Gallows. After deciding it was nothing to be interested about he turned back to the notices.
HOOOONNNNNNNKKKK!!!, HOOOONNNNNNNKKKK!!!, HOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNKKKK!!!
Game spun around to look up at the truck again, just as the cab was opening. Stepping out from the truck was a slim, pale skinned, white haired woman with unusual bronze coloured decorative markings on her black leather clothing, and running up the side of what looked like an armoured arm sleeve.
Mr. Fedele! If I can have a moment of your time, I have a proposition for you. she shouted as she exited the truck.
Big Game started to smile. Hmm, still got it! Mind you I really aint got time for this. Still shes one hell of a looker...Maybe if im quick? He thought as he walked over to the woman by the truck
As he got nearer to her, he could see she wasnt your average lady trucker...Well if ever there was such a thing! The bronze markings over her clothing, and armoured arm looked like some sort of arcane symbols. Around her left eye was a black starlike tattoo, stranger still though was her actual eyes which were milky white, pupil less orbs. Still Game was used to unusual people, and didnt hesitate to speak to her.
Proposition huh? Kinda forward, but hey im a liberated guy, I can deal with that.
Even though her Psi-abilities were not focussed enough to read minds without phenomenal effort, she didnt need to be a mind reader to know exactly what Big Game was thinking.
Please Mr. Fedele. You dont truly believe that by proposition I meant anything sexual do you?
Big Game did his best to put an indignant look on his face. Oh!..Oh no, of course not...I was just messin with ya!
Good. Fact of the matter is im here to discuss your future. If you would like to follow me into the back of the trailer we can get started.
Hey I like climbing into the back of a truck trailer with a hot chick as much as the next guy, but I dont even know your name.
The woman looked back behind her as she walked to the back of the truck. You may call me the Peddler...
About an hour later...
The Peddler was sat at a small desk, in what could be described as a junk shop situated inthe back of her truck trailer. Big Game had already left, and she was now speaking to her superiors on a hand held communicator.
You have your pack leader. Now it is just a simple matter of filling out the pack itself.
Excellent work Peddler. I take it Big Game has accepted all the terms of his employment, including the repayment of his debt to us? asked a softly spoken womans voice.
He has, although I did agree that he could keep a higher percentage of the profits from non Eso-Tech contracts than we originally planned. However I believe that will help provide him with extra incentive to make this venture successful.
Very good Peddler. We suggest you and Big Game start recruiting the other Hyenas immediately. S.C.R.Y. has been displaying some unusual readings of late, It is very possible we are on the verge of an event where we might utilise the Hyenas unique talents.
Understood. Big Game, and myself will start assembling the team at once. I will be sure to keep you all informed of our progress. Peddler out!...
((Ok, one more IC post to follow then the actual sign ups can commence. Im hoping to put the SG together early part of next week seeing as the Winter Lord should be available for a whupping!))
I suppose I could try and join on Gator (if I can be bothered leveling the bugger :P), his mercenary personality would fit him in like a glove, although considering his appearance, he's more likely to be a target than a team member... xD
Loving the fiction though. Might see if I can rustle up a new vills character to join this.
(( Even if I don't get in, I may have a char you could try and go after. Lord Darvek is a demon of sorts, plus he's easy to find if you know how, it's just catching him which would be the problem ))
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((Actually I'd be more than happy to take Gator into the Hyenas. He has the perfect personality match, shares the secret about the destruction of their old SG's base (Would be a good way for Game to make sure Gator keeps his trap shut), and seeing as the group will likely be made up of mostly new alts, he will more likely be in the level range of most of the others.))
{15/12/07, Early Morning, The Wayward Wench, Port Oakes}
The Peddler read through the recruitment notice that her new work colleague Big Game had written up with a look of shocked disbelief.
Maybe I ought to get a professional notice printed up?
Big Game snatched the notice out of her hand. Waste of money. Trust me, the sort of people we want will respond to this. After all were offering Dental!!!
The Peddler again looked at Big Game unconvinced. You really think that is going to make the difference?
Are you kidding? Id bet my pants on it babe!
The Peddler looked down at Big Games tiger-striped pants, and decided that this was one bet she would quite happily loose...
((Games recruitment notice can be found pasted up in numerous Rogue Isles drinking establishments, around the Clocktower in Mercy, as well as popular merc hangouts like the Gallows. With this im ready to start recruiting. Best bet is to PM, or catch me in game on my global of @Britanic, and we can sort out individual details of interviews etc. For those who are interested, the bare bones of a Hyenas forum can be found at www.thehyenas.freeforums.org))
((Ta! I pinched elements from all over the place. ))
((I'm back home and ready to hunt!
{26/12/2007, Early morning, The Board Room of Esoteric Technologies, Nerva Archipelago}
The Peddler once again found herself standing silently in front of the five shadow shrouded chairs of the Eso-Tech board. Although the Peddler could not actually make out any of the board, she could tell that the late Chairman Gehrharts chair still remained empty.
The man with the gravelly voice spoke first. It would seem that congratulations are in order.
Indeed, I must say we were all dubious at your choosing of Big Game to lead this operation, but he has certainly come through. We also didnt figure on the local underground newspaper, giving the Hyenas such a glowing review. The softly spoken woman added.
Stifling a satisfied smile, the Peddler started to recall what she had read herself in todays copy of the Informer...
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Story by the Snitch.
Mercy Island was the scene of an epic battle Christmas Eve when the Rogue Isles newest monster hunting sensations the Hyenas led by the colourful, and controversial Big Game decided to take down one of the giant Winter Lords that has been terrorising the Rogue Isles of late. Locals watched in amazement as the incredibly motley looking band of hunters chased the giant snowman through the streets of Mercy, pouring hundreds, if not thousands of automatic weapon rounds, laser blasts, and who knows what from the empowered members of the team.
The Winter Lord thought by many as being a mindless beast obviously had some level of intelligence, as it tried everything to escape the Hyenas onslaught. However despite squeezing its way through alleys, laying down a series of ice traps, and climbing the buildings in a manner reminiscent of a scene from King Kong, the giant snowman could not shake the Hyenas pursuit.
The Hyenas victory over the rampaging beast certainly backed up a boast by Big Game to prospective recruits at the Wayward Wench inn, Port Oakes that If it is ugly enough we got a bullet with its name on it!.
In an ironic turn of events when you consider the somewhat chequered past of the individuals who make up the Hyenas, the team is being hailed as True Heroes by Mercy Island locals. After all when the beast was tearing up the neighbourhood... Cont Pg.2
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The newspaper was Big Games doing. Apparently he knows a friend of a friend who works on the paper. He felt that the story would be great publicity for the business. It is quite strange, despite his frequent bouts of laziness, moronic behaviour, and general unorthodoxness he actually does have some solid business instincts. He even managed to secure a cooperation agreement with the Rosetta Foundation all on his own. I must say im quite pleased how he is developing.
The man with the gravelly voice spoke again. It would also seem he has far more charisma and leadership skills than we gave him credit for. He certainly seems to bring out the best in his team.
Perhaps the result of some inherent probability altering field that he himself is unaware of? The man with the weasely voice chipped in.
The Peddler almost chuckled out loud. While I have no doubt that there is a large element of luck in all of Games actions, I very much doubt hes empowered in anyway. I think it is more likely that subconsciously the others do not wish to be outdone by him, and unknowingly redouble their efforts.
The four members of the board started to chuckle.
Well no matter how he does it, hes certainly getting results. It bodes well for the future. Said the soft spoken woman as she finished chuckling.
Does that mean the threat S.C.R.Y. picked up has passed? Asked the Peddler.
The gravelly voiced man spoke once again, this time his voice sounding very serious. No it has not. The Winter Lord hunt was merely a test. The Hyenas still have far greater, and more dangerous challenges to face yet...
{09/01/2008, Early morning, The Board Room of Esoteric Technologies, Nerva Archipelago}
The Peddler stood in her usual position as she made her report about the Hyenas successful take down of the Demon Deathsurge to the shadow enshrouded Eso-Tech board. The four board members listened intently as the Peddler relayed the chain of events starting from Pot Luck literally stumbling onto the creature, to Big Games kitbashing of his portable force field generator, to the battle with Deathsurge itself, and finally Laura Crafts ingenious containment device for the demonic puesdo-electric energy.
As was often the case with these meetings the man with the gravelly sounding voice was first to speak.
Another impressive job by the Hyenas. More so because the equipment that we intended to supply for the operation wasnt even ready yet.
Indeed, the R & D boys are especially upset that someone they consider to be practically a moron managed to coble something together using little more than a salvaged Longbow force field generator, duct tape, chewing gum, and spare parts available from an average Radio Shack store. Said the softly spoken woman.
The Peddler held back a smile. She could only imagine the sort of embarrassment the R & D department were feeling. It would probably be ten times worse if it came out that Big Game got the idea for his ingenious energy collector from some Sci-Fi TV show he had seen.
The gravelly voiced man spoke again.However despite the success the Hyenas are currently having, we still have some concerns.
Concerns? I dont understand sir.
Well the team is starting to attract perhaps a little too much media attention now. Have you seen this...
A copy of todays Informer was tossed over to the Peddler by the gravelly voiced man. As she caught the paper she took a moment to quickly scan the page...
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Story by the Snitch.
Monster hunting maniacs, the Hyenas, were once again making a name for themselves as they battled the electrically charged Deathsurge on the streets of Cap Au Diable. Deathsurge, a creature seemingly composed of nothing but pure electrical energy, has long been a persistent annoyance to the denizens of Cap Au Diable, as well the source of repeated attacks against the Power Transfer System. In a somewhat short yet visually spectacular battle, the Hyenas managed to totally dissipate the electrical fury saving a number of Cap Au Diables beleaguered citizens in the process.
We at the Informer had a chance to speak to an eyewitness who made the following comments about the battle...
Them Hyenas must be crazy! It seems they were doing everything they could to **ss Deathsurge off, and getting it to let loose with everything it had. Still it must of been part of their plan because the harder Deathsurge fought the more it seemed to falter. I saw some sort of metal ball floating about that was literally sucking Deathsurges electrical discharge into itself. I guess whatever that little ball thing was it was weakening the creature, because Deathsurge was definitely trying to get away from it. Made no difference in the end though because them Hyenas were circling Deathsurge, much like their animal namesakes would do in the wild, cutting off its escape route.
Despite the fact the Hyenas victory over Deathsurge is unlikely be a permanent solution to the Cap Au Diable menace, nobody has anything but praise for the motley looking adventurers. In the past when Arachnos and their Chosen goons have defeated Deathsurge it has always managed to reform itself sometime later. In all likelihood that will happen again, but people are hoping that the Hyenas might be on hand to continue inflicting humiliating defeats until it finally gets the message and decides to move on from Cap Au Diable.
With impressive victories over two of the Etoile Isles greatest menaces, as well as a string of others against the Isles smaller, yet more prolific... Cont Pg.2
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The weasely sounding man suddenly spoke up.While we have deliberately allowed the Hyenas to operate outside our direct control to help minimise possible physical security issues, we still need to ensure that the increasing media attention on the Hyenas does not compromise any other aspects of our security.
I can assure you that the world at large has no idea of Eso-Techs level of involvement with the Hyenas. However as I have said before this sort of publicity does wonders for attracting further business, but more importantly could potentially open up further opportunities for Eso-Tech.
Explain. What sort of opportunities? asked the soft spoken woman.
Well for example, before coming to Nerva I received a call from Cap Au Diables Marshall Brass. It would seem he wishes to contract the Hyenas for a very specific hunt. As you can imagine, considering the sort of military resources he can call on of his own that calling in the Hyenas would imply the task he has is of great importance. That being the case he should prove to be exceptionally grateful once the task is performed, and having a high ranking Arachnos Officer in our debt is nothing to sneer at. He could prove to be an invaluable future contact.
Indeed, you have an excellent point. Do you actually know exactly what it is Marshall Brass wants? The gravelly voiced man asked.
Not as yet, I plan to go to his offices after this meeting.
Very well it appears the Peddler has an important appointment to keep. I think we should call this meeting to an end and allow her to get on with it.
The other members of the board all murmured in agreement.
Youre free to leave Peddler. Please ensure you keep us informed of any further developments
Yes Sir. She replied before spinning on her heels and leaving the room...
((Interesting idea Brit, one thing have you thought about any magick characters? I mean if your going up against arcane critters going in all guns blazing against something which could turn a gun into candyfloss needs a little planning, anyways Im coming back to cox soon so if you need a magick gal then I can whip one up before long ))
((I'll probably get involved somehow with Antipode, but barring the return of Doc (which won't be happening for the forseeable future) I can't see myself starting a new RP char to join the group with. Still, i imagine the group will make *very* interesting conversation in D's
Oh, and theres always the possibility of Edric summoning stuff to kill Game...so watch your backs ))
@Shadow Phoenix - Union roleplayer and number-cruncher