Open Season (Open RP)

"Harrigan and the three Vultures!" the girl exclaimed, smiling from cheek to cheek, four horrific death faces screaming from under her arms.

"I make it $500k for each Vulture and $2M for the Hyena. Your call coffin lady."

"The price is right as stated... I add 10% for the bringing of them all together.", Elizabeth answered. You can follow me to my safe and I get you your money. She stood up and walked to her office.

Still clutching to her prized heads, she followed Bathory into the office. Once inside she placed them all onto a table and proceeded to disloged the signature pieces from her kill; the mesh wire, the bone, the arrows and the mp3 player with Elvis Presley on the playlist. Inpatiently, she waited for the cash. "Come on, come on show me the money" she cried, shaking and stomping.

Elizabeth kept her cool aside of the overactive kid next to her and started to cross off the faces she recognised from her master list. Then walked up to her safe. Without taking her eyes of the girl she grabbed the money, and quickly closed the safe again.

If this girl did this she must be more dangerous then first glance shows.

The countess placed the money on the desk... "Here you go... count it if you want?!"

"No it's cool" said the girl, collecting the blocks of cash. Suddenly the air of innocence was gone, replaced instead with a blank look, filled with pure rage and hatred, her eyes a cold window to a darkened soul. "Actually, there is a reason I wanted this bounty. I wanted to get to you. I heard the Nighthunters were attacked the other day and you were behind it. My name is Kai Long Shin and quite simply put, I need the one called Dragonfly dead... permanently. If you can help me with that, I'll join your court and make more kills like this for you. Free of charge. Think you can do that?"

The Gallows, Port Oakes...

Stupid kid, must of let his battery go flat or something. I hope he left the Flea Pit before any of Bathory's goons showed up.

Big Game tucked the disposable cell phone that Shop had given him into one of the pockets in his tiger-striped pants. He then started to check through his ammunition pouches.

Great! A couple of silver rounds and a clip of hollowpoints, that's really gonna get me far. I can't believe the Peddler scr*wed me over again. Hopefully the trusty Gallows will point me in the direction of an aternative supplier.

Big Game started to scan through the various notices posted on the Gallows. Of all the notes offering weapon sales there was only one that seemed to promise something more than conventional arms and ammunition. A place simply known as the Store.

Big Game ripped the advertisment off the Gallows and shoved it into his pocket.

Let's go see if I can arrange myself a line of credit?...

Elizabeth walked to her chair and sat down... "I might... You would be willing to swear alligience then?"

A Zombie servant showed up at the entrance of her office... Elizabeth gave him a nod and pointed to the heads. He walked up and took them to place them on stakes in the garden section of the dungeons.

The alleyway was a mess. A dead wolf spider Tac Ops hung from the wall, impaled there by his own mace which, against all the odds, had actually been driven cleanly into the wall behind him. Other of the squad lay round about, cut up, broken and in bloody mangled heaps, all very much dead and departed.
All except for one.
"Ohgodohgod, what do you want?!"
"Much better. Not so hard, was it now? I'm looking for an...aquaintence. Bathory, I believe? Where is she?"
"Gwah? I dunno, I don't deal with the damn Destined!"
"'Destined'? Oh, puh-lease, as if they need that going to their heads as well...what a dump..."
"You! Halt!"

A new voice came from the alley mouth, as a mass of dark armoured bodies filled it, headed by the looming form of a Crab Spider.
Leon turned, hurling the wolf spider he had held up by the neck into the wall so hard that the bricks and mortar cracked. He grinned, the red lights of Arachnos helmets, maces and weapons glinting off his glasses, teeth and the katana blade as it hissed out of thin air.
"Ah. You might be able to help me, my good man-"
"Prepare to die!"
"Good advice. Shall we?"

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Originally Posted by Zwillinger GG, I would tell you that "I am killing you with my mind", but I couldn't find an emoticon to properly express my sentiment.

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Originally Posted by Captain_Photon NOTE: The Incarnate System is basically farming for IOs on a larger scale, and with more obtrusive lore.

Elizabeth stood up and walked out of her office... her slender hand urging the girl to follow her. Again they walked through the hall and the laboratoria, but this time the countess went down yet other stairs. They where now in a dark corridor only lit by candle flame... Occasionally there where footsteps heard in the deep... and somewhere the sound of water was there.

She opened a metal gate and went left... a long corridor with several souveniers was next... then the walls began to show chains and metal rings. There was soil in some corners and a smell of blood that seemed to become stronger each step. Kai could see a rat dive away upon the approice of the two. Elizabeth grabbed a candelabra and in the light of the flames she passed an unlit part of the obvious dungeon. A skeleton chained to the wall seemed at least a year old... it had parts of a longbow uniform on.

Then they arrived in a room that had a metal cage at the far end... At a wooden post in the middle was the winged shape of Alexia 'Misty Hunter' Morgan visible. At the sealing hang Suraya 'Desert Princess' Balfear... an enchanted circlet replacing her golden one she had for her wedding dress. Its magic blocking down her abilities. The wall had Rachel 'Damsel' Hunter chained up... more hanging then standing she had finally fell asleep. Next to her was Altair Stevens... she was bleeding from a large cut across his chest which was slowly becoming infected. Her eyes followed the two women with hatred.

Elizabeth ignored them and walked straight to the cage where the young girl Mary seemed to be in an unnatural but peacefull sleep. A armed zombie stood next to the cage... his shape looking even more impressive in the flickering fire-light. A black-skinned girl was looking at Elizabeth in horror... too scared to even talk. In the back there was a terrified boy left... He had some bruises in his face and had scraped his skin trying to get out.

"Is that him?!", Elizabeth finally said breaking the silence...

Kai climbed into the cage and crawled on all fours towards the boy. She examined him really closely, running her hands over his face and tugging at his small eyes. Suddenly, a violent bonecrunching crack was heard and the girl quickly scurried out of the cage. "I'm done" she shouted excitedly, grinning from ear to ear. "Although now my schedule's clear. Hey do you got X-Box? What with the cops after me, I should probably hole up with you for a while, right?"

Cap Au Diable

Leon stood outside the building that, only recently, a young girl had stood outside. A few more minutes questioning the residents nearby had pried a few gems of information out of them. Now he was certain.
He paused, stroking his thin moustache and beard thoughtfully.
"Now then...would it be polite to knock..?"

A moment later there was a clap of thunder, and the front doors exploded inwards in a shower of molten shards, sparks and the remnants of a large fireball.
Haloed in the burning doorward, katana held idly by his side, Leon DeFeurard strode in, grinning widely.
"Knock knock! Uncle Leon is home!"

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Originally Posted by Zwillinger GG, I would tell you that "I am killing you with my mind", but I couldn't find an emoticon to properly express my sentiment.

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Originally Posted by Captain_Photon NOTE: The Incarnate System is basically farming for IOs on a larger scale, and with more obtrusive lore.

"Oh my god you got a PC?" she screamed. "That's even better! I'm gonna go log on kay? There's this awesome MMORPG we have back home in China called City of Villains" she explained, walking off out of the dungeon, muttering to herself. "Need to hit level 40. Go see to the explosion boss, I'll make my own way."

In Leeches base one of Leeches soldiers knocked the door to her rooms, he always had a slight feeling of fear when he did this. In fact the soldiers often drew straws on who would go and do it, she didn't always like being disturbed. The door slowly slid open and a huge robot pointed a pulse cannon at his head and grated in a robotic voice, "Password". The soldier lifted his hands and gave the password, the robot then stood away and let him pass.

The room was lit with a dim green light that seemed to be glowing from marks in the walls, he looked around nervously. the room looked more like a cave than anything but it was filled with ornate decoration, red lace netting hung from the celing and on the far wall was a huge tapestry of some kind of god with glowing green eyes.

"It was hand woven you know".

The soldier jumped startled as leeches came through a door behind him, in her usual manner not opening the door but passing though it. the soldier stammered and coughed, "It is, uhm, very nice mistress".

leeches chuckled and he chuckle echoed around the room and seemed to come from everywhere at once.

"No its not, it is rather horrific, it was made in Russia, the one who made it later had his eyes burned out so he could never make a thing of such beauty again. That act in itself makes it a horrible art piece, it is a pity he never was able to make more, anyway moving on from art, what is it you want?

"Well, reports from spy units say that there was a explosion at castle Bathory".

"I see, somones making their point".

"Well according to reports the doors have been broken inwards".

"Any fool stupid enough to go strolling in there desserves the painful death they are going ot get".

"Should we respond to it?

"Oh in time, I am sure Bathory can deal with it, if not I shall. Has that disgusting human who's name I forget gave us any information yet?

"You mean Randel misstress? No nothing, though he says he might have information on some other targets as it seems other are after that Big Game person".

"Thats something I suppose, it woudl seem the beacons wont be needed for Bathory, perhaps we can make them think they lead to my base. I am sure some want a piece of me by now, if not even better really".

"How so mistress?

Leeches resisted the urge to face palm and said calmly, "That way, I can still act with a degree of suprise. If I have became quite known, bring on the storm so to speak".

She looked back at the tapestry, "This is my storm".

"What mistress?

"The tapestry gives the clues, the clues on how to ressurect a god, now if that was all?

"Yes mistress".

Then the soldier hurried out and Leeches pressed a few buttons on a hidden panel on the wall and a screen lowered from the celing and she started watching the feed from the scouts watching castle Bathory.

From across the street the rumbling sound of motorcycles could be heard. A gang of growling Harleys rolled into view, glistening in the afternoon sunlight. The distinct black magic-laced kevlar armour of the Nighthunters sat atop the beasts as the wheels came to screeching halt outside the Castle Bathory. The front door had been blown open but an iron gate could been seen guarding the staircase inside.

Bringing support was the Nighthunters Army; seven experienced mercenaries who parachuted in, seven armed streetfighters who rode in on motorcycles, seven trained ninjas who ported in on smoke, seven intelligent zombies who travelled beneath the earth, seven tamed demons who rose from hellfire and seven weaponised robots who jetted in on rocket fuel. The army of over fifty Nighthunters had come for one reason only; to stage an Assault on Cap Au Diable.

The missile-armed robots lined up in a straight horizontal line, blocking the south face of the castle. On the east side stood a line of explosives-armed mercenaries. On the north face were the rifle-armed street thugs. On the west side stood a line of shuriken-wielding ninjas. Scaling the building itself was a school of tamed demons and burrowing into the earth below the stone castle were the zombies. The masterminds sat strategically on the edge of the siege sending commands to their individual armies. Without warning, the thugs, mercs, ninjas and robots opened fire onto the Castle Bathory.

Amidst the carnage and atop the roof of Castle Bathory - shadows seemed to move of their own accord, a dim corner amidst the parapets shifting around - in the midst of this stood a slim male, dressed head to toe in a black kevlar bodyglove, small glyphs warding the edges of the overlapping armour plates, lighting a cigarette the figure smiled to himself before looking amidst the rolling shadows to the group of well armed men around him

"Boys, this is what were gettin paid for - y'all know what needs t'be done now - dont wanna see not one o'yall get pinched by these final fantasy nut nancyboys in black y'hear? - now go"

He turned as the men shifted to points on the roof - each taking a well defended position - looking now to the large shadow form glaring before him

"I got a diff'rent job f'you old friend " - the shadow form almost growled " Yeah yeah - s@@t happens, I dont like this either but we got a job t'do an im here t'do it, I want you outta sight untill I call you - got it?"

The shadow form growled again in distaste but on cue, meleded into nothingness, the man smiled within his own shadowcast, cocking the twin Desert Eagles and setting back against the wall as the shape of black clad men descended on parachutes.

"Time to play"