Lyeonid

Does the Devil Value your Soul?

I'm quite intrigued by this. This could be good.

Unlikely Heroes <|> Medieval Low Fantasy

I might be interested.

Madou: Vivid World

Leon Gainsbourg Leon drew a final relaxed breath from his cigarette before throwing the stub away in a convenient nearby ashtray. More and more people flooded into the building in a seeming endless stream. It seems this city has it's fair share of visitors, some he even recognised. There was of course the occasional politcal figurehead, ambassadors and the like, not to mention a veritable ludicrous amount of tourists. Dressed in ridiculous shirts and gawking at everything, he could swear he saw one take a picture of a thrashcan for pete's sake. this meeting had not even started and he felt bored already, strolling around to look at the various photon screens displaying colourful images, asking everyone to gather at the C2 building. It seemed a bit futile to him to ask people to gather at building while they were already there. Powerful ESP'ers his left foot, not much use in forensics if the killer just makes bullets with their mind, if you asked him they only made his job harder. Of course there were some working on their side but all in all, he felt that one couldn't beat old fashioned footwork. His train of thought was interupted as he noticed a familiar sight crossing his path, not someone he knew perosnally but who had, shall we say, garnered quite a reputation for herself. The lovely Miss Delauney, the master thief and general troublemaker in person. He had seen her file with her picture drifting around the DGSE several times, conecting her to several high profile cases. Her file had always been remarkably small though, mostly some footnotes, a description and a photo from her débutante days. The sign of a true professional. Now she would have no reason to know who Leon was, after all besides his rather formal clothing , he was still carrying around his luggage and looked the part of a tourist. So he would be free to follow her around and maybe learn some more about the whole situation, a thief like her didn't come to a city like this without a reason. Combined with the fact that his investigation prior had lead him to the same place, he sincerely doubted this was all a coincidence. he could spy on her to figure out how she was involved. But where would the fun in that be? he was still technically off duty as long as he hadn't had his briefing with the local police chief and information was always best gained straight from the horse's mouth. Besides, he couldn't really call himself a proper french gentleman if he didn't introduce himself to a fellow countryman. So with a carefree smile and relaxed stride he made his way over to her, nodding his head slightly in greeting. "Bonjour mademoiselle, quelle belle matinée, n'est-ce pas? " His demeanour remained relaxed through it all, smile unfading, but his eyes betrayed him. he was watching her closely for any false move. "Much to nice of a morning to be stuck in a place like this, wouldn't you agree, mademoiselle Delauney?" He brushed aside his coat to place his hand in his pocket, making sure his badge marking him as a DGSE agent was briefly visible. Not wanting the situation to dissolve in a fight with all these bystanders around, he tried to keep everything civil and clear. " Not to worry miss, I'm off duty, just enjoying the sights like all of us. But I can't help but wonder, what a world renowned thief such as yourself would do in a place such as this? " Leon suddenly straightened as if he just remembered something before spreading his hand on his chest in an apologetic manner. "Ah, mais comme je suis bête, how foolish of me, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Leon Gainsbourgh, but please, call me Leon. " He paused for just a moment to gauge her reaction before continueing. "I'm not here for you miss Delauney, I had just hoped that you with your connections and experiences in the more seedier parts of the world would be willing to help in a murder investigation. The killer seems to focus on beautiful young ladies such as yourself, a shame really. You wouldn't happened to have heard of anything like that, have you?"

Madou: Vivid World

Customs, it was always bloody customs that mucked up everything. Leon looked on in dissapointment as the rather unfriendly officer tossed his open package of Gauloises into the thrash. 'only closed packages allowed' The man had said in horribly broken English, sounding as bored as ever. The whole thing had just seemed amusing, what with his weapon not being any problem but his smokes discarded with extreme prejudice. Any attempts to reason had fallen on deaf ears, the worker drone having been here for so long he had lost any independant thought, especially for foreigners. "Ah, le pauvre salaud." Leon said with a smile, waving as he made his way out of the airport. It hardly mattered, he still had a sleeve of his brand in his lugagge, along with hs essentials. He stretched and breathed deeply as he stood on the sidewalk outside of the main building. Tian Jin, finally the flight had been murder on his spine and right now Leon absolutely craved some tea and a smoke, maybe squeeze in a small meal if he had the time. he still had some time before his meeting with the police chief of the city. Apparently Tian Jin had been used as distribution point for ampoules, the drug that had made it's way into most of europe and the world. If he could find out where they had been shipped from it might narrow down his search in Japan once its borders were open again. With a whistle he hailed one of the many cabs that circled around the airport, customers were easy pickings around here. "The Red Dragon Hotel, mon ami" Leon said as he tapped the driver on the shoulder, a couple of bills clutched between his fingers. The driver accepted his tip with a headnod and took off, leaving Leon to revel in the sights of the city in silence. It truly was a marvelous city, with towering buildings of shining glass piercing the clouds. Leon put on his headphones and brushed through the music on his cellphone, starting a beginner's course in practical Chinese, repeating the phrases in his head. While his English and Japanese were excellent, his Chinese left much to be desired and since he was stuck here for a couple of days... Leon felt bewildered as they stopped at a large, dull looking building, marked C2. Definitely not his hotel. "Why are we here, mon frére?" his driver shook his head, pointing at the radio. "City broadcast, foreigners must go to C2 building, meet Espers." he stated in no uncertain terms, followed by what Leon could only assume was Chinese cursing, probably because the stupid foreigner was to busy to listen to the radio announcement. . "C'est qoui cette connerie de merde?" Leon grumbled as he suddenly found himself standing in front of the building with his luggage swung over his shoulder. With a shrug he lit up a smoke and made his way to the entrance, he might as well see what the whole fuzz was about. Who knows? He might learn something.

Drakenguard

Murmurs arose from among the clattering of steel, anxious remarks over how the battle would go. The tunnel leading to the gates was dark, dimly lit by torches but all could see the worry on the soldier next to them. It was those heavy minutes before battle, not knowing if this would be your last day or not. for the recruits, the feelinfs were so much more intesne, some even praying openly to ask to see the sunset. Both rider and mount stood silently as statues, an isle of calm surrounded by onlookers in awe. If one of them would dare to look Alere in the eyes they would see he wasn't who he normally was. A nonchalant tension like a viper poised to strike, the aura of a killer, truly terrifying.“There's no poetry in me, Wallguards. No fine words." He stared down at the recruits, his gaze seeming to consume them. "be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for our home" Some seemed inspired; a soldier who would do anything to protect what was dear to him. Other folk thought it was simple bloodlust, a berserk savagery that neither knew nor cared what its target was, and so it was when it struck without warning. But Alere knew if he gave himself to it knowingly, it was as cold as it was hot, as rational as it was lethal. To embrace the Rage was to embrace a splendor, a glory, a denial of all restraint but not of reason. It was pure, elemental purpose, unencumbered by compassion or horror or pity, yet it was far more than mere frenzy. Raum mirrored his emotions as the gates opened, letting light stream into the tunnel. That moment of calm bursted away as he let out an roar, joined by Raum's thundering call and threw them forward into an unholy carnage of blood, fangs, steel, and death. Spears stabbed at her, snapping like toothpicks on her iron hide as goblins were torn asunder left and right, ripped to shreds by her claws or horribly broken by Alere's heavy sword. At one point he must have dismounted Raum as he found himself standing among goblin corpses, all slain by his hand. They were making good progress, most of the goblins being forced through him and the more experienced Wallguards, while the recruits had to mostly deal with stragglers. The display of carnage by their superiors also bolstered their courage. With cries of victory echoing already. But he knew, Alere knew this would be only the first wave, a prodding of their defenses, find their weaknesses. But they would find none, the wall would stand, as it always had. A loud snort brought him back to the battle as he stood face to face with a horse-sized boar, its tusks covered in steel to make them even more deadly. Its rider goaded it forward with a shriek, trying to impale Alere and run him over. The stampeding of hooves, the warcries, the sound of his sword hitting the ground. No time to run, to roll to the side, the beast would be upon him. The boar shrieked again, not in anger but in agony this time. It was stopped dead in its tracks, hooves futily treading the dirt. Somehow, Alere had managed to seize it by its tusks, fingers digging in deeply enough to leave dents on the metal. through gritting teeth he forced the beast to a standstill, much to the amazement of onlooking soldiers and goblins. With an unearthly roar he gathered his strength, lifting the boar and slamming it on its side, crushing its poor rider and snapping the deadly teeth off. Once he was certain the beast was out of commision he gathered his sword and stumbled back a few paces, drawing heavy breaths. The exertion combined with the drain of healing made him feel a bit woozy. he whistled and within seconds Raum was by his side, shielding him from the remaining goblin forces as he tried to regain his composure, taking the time to try and see how the rest of the battle was going.

Drakenguard

Hey guys, Some stuff going down at work so I won't be able to post this week. I should be good this weekend though. =D

Madou: Vivid World

hey guys, Some stuff going down at work so I won't be able to post this week. I should be good this weekend though. =D

Madou: Vivid World

Name: Leon Gainsbourg Age: 27 Sex: Male Class: Human Nationality: French Appearance: art by atlf3 (but with dirty blond hair instead) Leon is of average size, standing at 1.7 metres and weighing 75 kg. he appears lanky but is quite athletic because of his continuous training. He keeps his hair tidy and well kempt, his eyes are a striking emerald colour. Despite his rather sharp features he seems to be perpetually smiling. His job requires him to dress in a professional manner, something which leaks through in his civilian life, it is practically unheard of to find him in anything less than a dress shirt, tie and vest. Background: Leon was raised by his parents in a normal environment, save for the fact that his father was a well loved gendarmerie officer and criminal profiler. His father was a tad tough on Leon, but his parents nonetheless loved him and Leon grew up in a loving home environment in the french Provençe. As Leon moved on in life he became a model student, despite his growing interest in pulpy movies in his teenage years. However, he cleaned up his image and decided to follow in his father's footsteps, becoming an officer of the gendarmerie and specializing in criminal profiling, partly in an attempt to understand his father better and strengthen their bond . He quickly got much attention due to his keen attention to human reactions, provoked by his sometimes odd behaviour. In a relatively short amount of time, he got promoted to Special Agent for solving many bizarre murder cases. Eventually, however, a string of murders he was sent to investigate turned out eerily tied to higher forces, as traces of Pure energy suggested the new energy source was being used as a form of drug or torture . Young women found dead, with strange green veins found on their bodies and empty devices called "ampules" which could convert the highly adaptable Pure Energy into a kind of amphetamine with hallucinogetic properties. Harmless enough in small quantities but lethal at higher doses. This became the primary bulk of Leon's career, as the murders decidedly also had a bizarre, nature to them that defied modern explanation,seeped in symbolism and ritualism, which causes some political friction and media sensationalism in the country. The bodies were always found in public places, eventhough there weren't any witnesses and always accompanied with coins on their eyes. It's this bizarre occurrence which sat these cases right in the jurisdiction of the DGSE Special Agents. So far he has been able to trace the production of so called "ampules" to Japan where he continues his investigation, loosely assisted by the local police force, who aren't too keen on a foreigner snooping around. Personality: Leon is a kind, curious, and sometimes weird person. He is unafraid to speak his mind and is often oblivious to personal boundaries, which sometimes clashes with more reserved people. He hates fighting and prefers to avoid conflict, which his easy going and rather suave demeanor helps with. He also appears to be somewhat scatter-brained, though this trait belies his true aptitude as an DGES Agent, in the field he has a playful and cocky personality and a tendency to ignore authority, often using unorthodox methods which are met with disapproval by his coworkers. He is also stubborn, and never misses a chance to use as much vulgar language as possible, slipping back into his native language just for this. Weapons/abilities: FN Five-seveN: this Belgian made handgun gained a lot of popularity with the rise of Pure Energy fueled personal defense systems, the SS190 cartridges being able to pierce several layers of kevlar grade protection. Leon is a great shot because of his training, both stationary and mobile targets Basic self defense training: Every agent is required to pass fitness tests and self defense training, a mix of take down techniques from different martial arts, Leon however is not very skilled at hand to hand combat and will avoid it wherever possible. Other: Like many of his fellow countrymen, Leon is an aggressive driver, prone to road rage. he is aware of this and tries to remedy this by singing aloud while driving, frequently startling his passengers. he also has a huge fondness for food and is rather picky about that subject, though if push comes to shove, he will eat just about anything. Leon is also very passionate about his interests and hobbies, particularly those relating to movies and music. He will often ramble on with whoever is unlucky enough to be partnered with him about movie trivia, particularly older movies, and can talk at great length about any film he may have seen. Leon is an avid smoker, although he's well aware of the health risks and is frequently annoyed by people who call him out on it. he preffers Gauloises but if they are unavailable he'll take Lucky Strikes, but he won't be happy about it.

Madou: Vivid World

Should I post my CS here for approval first?

CS

Name: Leon Gainsbourg Age: 27 Sex: Male Class: Human Nationality: French Appearance: art by atlf3 (but with dirty blond hair instead) Leon is of average size, standing at 1.7 metres and weighing 75 kg. he appears lanky but is quite athletic because of his continuous training. He keeps his hair tidy and well kempt, his eyes are a striking emerald colour. Despite his rather sharp features he seems to be perpetually smiling. His job requires him to dress in a professional manner, something which leaks through in his civilian life, it is practically unheard of to find him in anything less than a dress shirt, tie and vest. Background: Leon was raised by his parents in a normal environment, save for the fact that his father was a well loved gendarmerie officer and criminal profiler. His father was a tad tough on Leon, but his parents nonetheless loved him and Leon grew up in a loving home environment in the french Provençe. As Leon moved on in life he became a model student, despite his growing interest in pulpy movies in his teenage years. However, he cleaned up his image and decided to follow in his father's footsteps, becoming an officer of the gendarmerie and specializing in criminal profiling, partly in an attempt to understand his father better and strengthen their bond . He quickly got much attention due to his keen attention to human reactions, provoked by his sometimes odd behaviour. In a relatively short amount of time, he got promoted to Special Agent for solving many bizarre murder cases. Eventually, however, a string of murders he was sent to investigate turned out eerily tied to higher forces, as traces of Pure energy suggested the new energy source was being used as a form of drug or torture . Young women found dead, with strange green veins found on their bodies and empty devices called "ampules" which could convert the highly adaptable Pure Energy into a kind of amphetamine with hallucinogetic properties. Harmless enough in small quantities but lethal at higher doses. This became the primary bulk of Leon's career, as the murders decidedly also had a bizarre, nature to them that defied modern explanation,seeped in symbolism and ritualism, which causes some political friction and media sensationalism in the country. The bodies were always found in public places, eventhough there weren't any witnesses and always accompanied with coins on their eyes. It's this bizarre occurrence which sat these cases right in the jurisdiction of the DGSE Special Agents. So far he has been able to trace the production of so called "ampules" to Japan where he continues his investigation, loosely assisted by the local police force, who aren't too keen on a foreigner snooping around. Personality: Leon is a kind, curious, and sometimes weird person. He is unafraid to speak his mind and is often oblivious to personal boundaries, which sometimes clashes with more reserved people. He hates fighting and prefers to avoid conflict, which his easy going and rather suave demeanor helps with. He also appears to be somewhat scatter-brained, though this trait belies his true aptitude as an DGES Agent, in the field he has a playful and cocky personality and a tendency to ignore authority, often using unorthodox methods which are met with disapproval by his coworkers. He is also stubborn, and never misses a chance to use as much vulgar language as possible, slipping back into his native language just for this. Weapons/abilities: FN Five-seveN: this Belgian made handgun gained a lot of popularity with the rise of Pure Energy fueled personal defense systems, the SS190 cartridges being able to pierce several layers of kevlar grade protection. Leon is a great shot because of his training, both stationary and mobile targets Basic self defense training: Every agent is required to pass fitness tests and self defense training, a mix of take down techniques from different martial arts, Leon however is not very skilled at hand to hand combat and will avoid it wherever possible. Other: Like many of his fellow countrymen, Leon is an aggressive driver, prone to road rage. he is aware of this and tries to remedy this by singing aloud while driving, frequently startling his passengers. he also has a huge fondness for food and is rather picky about that subject, though if push comes to shove, he will eat just about anything. Leon is also very passionate about his interests and hobbies, particularly those relating to movies and music. He will often ramble on with whoever is unlucky enough to be partnered with him about movie trivia, particularly older movies, and can talk at great length about any film he may have seen. Leon is an avid smoker, although he's well aware of the health risks and is frequently annoyed by people who call him out on it. he preffers Gauloises but if they are unavailable he'll take Lucky Strikes, but he won't be happy about it.

Futuristic Mystery Adventure RP!

Sounds interesting