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The Conflict

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The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

Micheal, in the Car, with the Gods and the Team

The team bound for Minsk loaded up. The gods piling in and before long seeming to disappear. Though there were sounds of clinking and clapping from the trunk some how. At one point Micheal had managed to lever down the center console of the back seat and peered back to see the three gods gathered around a table playing poker. He'd sighed and just put the console back into place. He didn't want to really worry about them for now. He sat back in his seat and kind of dozed for the first part of the trip. He woke quickly though when things seemed to go slightly sideways.

He peered out one side of the car, then looked over to see another car like the one to his left. He narrowed his eyes, "What the f..." Then all hell broke loose. Their car swerved. Faye starts slinging portals. He can see Red over there pulling out weapons. And he's close enough. He does it without thinking. He sticks his whole upper body out of the car as they grind on the other. HE grabs the one gunner. His old back alley brawl days behind The Hideaway coming back easy. He caught the pistol whip the guy tried to pull, and wrenches him forward. He shouts, "Muscle mages cast Fist!" And rammed his balled up fist into the mans throat, then his left eye and finally right under his arm. The man reeling.

A pair of hands grabbing his several actually as he's pulled back into the car by the Gods. And then they're outside the car. He hits the ground rolling. Between one moment and the next he slams his tomahawk into the ground to slow his progress. He coughs softly laying on his side.

moments later his gods land beside him as well having been pulled along they just took a little longer to land. He grits his teeth, opening his eyes and lifting his arm holding his spell focus, "Ahh...balls...yeah...yeah Red...I'm no I'm not good but I'm okay...how about you Red? you doing okay? How's Faye? And boss bot? Ah hell..." He gulps and pushes himself up one armed but immediately falls back down, "Fuck I think I cranked something. Just let me lay here a second or a hundred." He catches his breath waving off his godly partners, "Just chill guys..."

He grits his teeth hearing Amanda's orders, "Yeah sure boss...just give me a second or so more." He gulps, and rolls over onto his front and gets to his knees. Digging his axe blade into the ground, carving some Cree Syllabic runes then smashes his into it, a blast of light, like a military flare lighting up, he batted it off to one side, another forming he bats that one off to one side, he does this 4 more times giving them light to see by some what. He waves to Whiskeyjack, Raven and Manabozho, "Boys...serious time. Look around. See if you can find the other cars." He tries to and manages to get to his feet, finally standing, "What in the honest actually hell was that? Did we just get ambushed? Who were all those guys?" He held his left arm to his side, his elbow looking a little off, his right hand holding his tomahawk, "Is Faye okay? A mass teleport? That's what that felt like." He groans as he shuffles towards Scarlet to make sure she's okay, "Hey Red...feelin' okay?" He tries to smile. And looks over as Raven is waving and shouting about finding one of the cars. He nods and waves back. A little while later he spots Whiskeyjack running over, "Mike! Another of the cars is back that way. It's burning though."

Micheal shakes his head, "Let it burn then. I could careless about their welfare at the moment. Just keep a watch boys." He looks at Scarlet, "Think the OMR will pay for our laundry after this?"

The Conflict

@FourtyTwo

I feel you there. I understand.

The Conflict

And that will be a bump.

Are we alright fellows?

No rush mind, but please do get in your posts.

Raven Squad (An Eccentric Military / Spy - Fi RP)

Patiently waiting yes yes. Weekend wasn't long enough.

A Song of Ice and Fire: The Bleeding Years (Character/Nation RP Hybrid)

House Harlaw lord CS WIP, it's late but I wanted to get something down for it

Cidran Harlaw

Name: Cidran Harlaw called "Ran" by Family
Appearance:

Cidran

Standing a mighty 6 foot tall, greying hair

Age: 46
Bio:
Mundane Skills:
Magic (If Any):
Personality:
Kingdom:
Is he/she a Ruler? (Yes or No.)
Heir(s): (Merchant Republics like the Free Cities can name a non-family member as their heir.)

A Song of Ice and Fire: The Bleeding Years (Character/Nation RP Hybrid)

I'd like to claim House Harlaw of the Iron Islands. I can try and make my old House and character sheets fit the ones you put up! Wooo!

The Prophecy of Ash (A Dark Souls RP) ~Re-Boot?~

@Dark Cloud

Okie dokie smokie.

Keep an eye out here.

See if I can come up with an intro post somehow.

The Prophecy of Ash (A Dark Souls RP) ~Re-Boot?~

@Dark Cloud

I can try I'm already sitting on four RPs. But I might be able to fit another one in there.

Expect me to be slow posting though.

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Victor with a smile steps off to the side. A brief look at the two Super-African women would say that they are not pleased to be here. They follow along with Victor as he heads for what looks like a bar. He posts up there ordering something that looks like it's smoking. Hayden looks around unable to keep his eyes away from all the gore. He swallows thickly, and rubs his forehead. The gore and dead. Being at the front of the pack he could be forgiven being unable to miss it. But what he can't be forgiven for is the rush he feels.

He gulps and looks up at Melani while at the same time seeing a double image, a different woman a different place. The woman screaming Do it already Moses! We've come this far! In his mind he can feel a heavy Squad Assault Weapon in his hands. And the trigger pinned down to the iron.

Hayden gasps and shakes his head. And look sup in time for Melani to surge down from her throne leading with that shiv. Without really thinking about it Hayden pulls his tomahawk, swinging it in an upper cut, which Melani catches, batting aside, she dashes forward almost using the long thin twisted piece of metal like a rapier. And it's done in a moment. The tip of the shiv pressed to Hayden's throat, ready to drive in. She growls, "Why didn't you finish it?" She says angrily. Hayden's lips part slightly in an almost evil grin, "Why didn't you?" Melani hums looking down at where the diamond shaped head of the tomahawk it pressed to her ribs. Hayden swallows, "Yeah exactly." Melani lowers her shiv and Hayden does the same. But a second later she grabs Hayden by the chin and stares into his eyes, "You've got a touch of madness in there don't you pretty boy?" Hayden just narrows his eyes and shoves the hand away, "Don't have a clue what you mean."

Melani takes a step away, then as she's climbing back up to her throne she addresses Sean, Beth and Kat, "You're all pretty interesting folks to be paling around with something like him. Fine I can make use of you. Victor I don't know what game you're fucking playing here, but thank you. I have new toys."

Melani grins and motions to the guards, "Spread out. I wanna talk to these ones alone more or less."

Hayden slides his tomahawk away but keeps his hand nice and close to it just in case. Melani speaks again, "I'm not going to be sending you lot anywhere to butcher nothing first off. That's my job. And it keeps my neighbourhood safe. Because Malkia's thugs don't come this way knowing they may get strung up, maybe made into sausage." She sniffs, "But to work for me, you got to know the players. So, I'm throwing you to the lions first thing. Tiulo is split almost right in two right now. Malkia and I have almost equal footing. Except for one thing, Malkia has his foot in the door over in the nicer residential area. And I need to know how."

She grabs a piece of something meat looking off a platter using it like a baton for a moment, splattering some sort of red sauce on the floor, "I want you to go over, 20 blocks to the northwest, you'll be in Malkia's territory. Look around, observe his people, observe his turf. And see if you can learn anything about him. And then, when you have some intell. come back and talk to me about it. Tell me what you learned. And then maybe I'll give you some other work. For this job, I have 5 gemstones for each of you, no more. Don't think you're worth much more then that yet." She bites into the hunk of red sauced meat then growls with a mouthful, "Victor! Finish your drink then come and talk to me." She rounds on the four, "You four, get the fuck moving."

@FourtyTwo@Starlance