@TGM sorry mate, gonna have to drop out as well before I join too many rps then struggle to keep up with any of 'em.
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So its just us people now...
*Western showdown music*
See y'all in the rp
Well, that was bizarre; well besides the whole cultist burglary thing there was too much to wrap your head around. The house was a wreck, some... 'thing' had appeared with three faces, some of his siblings ran off as though they had upped and vanished- that was HIS power, not theirs. So where did they go? To top it all off, however; Alexander, the other Alexander, had plunged his hand into the depths of the dead and pulled up the spirit of daddy dearest, skin and all but little else apart from that. Seeing his father and all his manhood was definitely something to talk to in therapy about, just thinking of the possible mental scarring that Junior could have picked up was a tale all in itself. But that's not now that's not the present, where they were just attacked, the present where they needed answers and whatever else their deceased father could pass along. So when instead he was the one asking questions, saying that he knew very little and couldn't offer up much, Junior finally spoke up.
"... Have you encountered a man named Thorton Walters at all?"
"Sorry me father," Junior's clothes were in tatters from all the flying debris and floods of water that had flown through the air moments ago. His dishevelled look was quite surprising, even to him, since he had been invisible and hiding for most of the duration. "It would be faster if you just tell us about him. Instead of asking what we know? That's why we've gone further with this 'expert' than his copy." he looked to Justin, recognizing he was managing to speed up this discussion quite a bit.
Lets get this done
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Far as I can tell, Junior isn't in the main dining room anymore.
Yeah he isn't, not sure if it was hard to tell in my post but just in case I'll go over and rewrite it later tonight, make it clearer.
A beast charged through the wall and the remaining siblings scattered to all corners of the room. Junior found himself separated from the family, still in the archway that connected the Dining hall with the other rooms of the manor, while some of his brothers and sisters seemed up in arms and ready for a fight, some others panicked in the youngest's absence. Well it wasn't really surprising, at least they could be bothered to care about the youngest person here when some kind of monster was attacking.
"J-Junior! Where are you?!"
Junior realised his Abstraction was still active and masking him from the view of any eyes, though maybe that was for the best regardless if his siblings were worried about him, why would he let himself be seen if there was a god damn monster in the room?!
Debris flew as his siblings and the monster began to fight.
"Alexander! Answer us! We need to go!"
He heard another one of his sisters cry out for him... maybe he should disable his abstraction.. reassure them all. I mean if they're busy looking for him they can't concentrate on fighting that. He was as safe as could be really, being halfway out the door it wasn't like he was in any immediate danger..
Then chains flew and the hostage, the boy, was dragged out of the room barely conscious- and some more freaks turned up.
Man he really shouldn't be here.
“Junior, wait!”
Nah, forget that. thought Junior No way am I staying here with that thing.
The kid ran off, to leave his brothers and sisters to deal with the fire wall by themselves. He didn't have a place in mind, his legs just carried him further into the manor, into the other room where the Asian kid and most of his other siblings were- cleaving away at some vines and plants with their powers.
If anyone could help it wouldn't be one of his useless sisters or brothers, and this kid could throw fire! though he couldn't really help if he couldn't see Junior... so he disabled his distraction, returning to view around his siblings as the 'expert' ran off, pursuing the weird asses that had attacked the family.
"What the hell," were the first words Junoir spoke to his immediate family, appearing at their side as they watched their 'help' run off ahead of them. "what are you gonna do now? Cmon aren't you gonna follow him!?"
Junior was flung far from his seat as a torrent of water sprung from around the stranger. Who's appearance only confused Junior more than he already was. One second there were two kids yapping on about magic and then suddenly there were twins? then they weren't twins? This is why he stuck to fps games they didn't have any dumb RPG plots like this. His clothes were wet now, and colliding into the wall took his breath away. He gasped for air, and breathed in cold water. A few seconds of coughing his lungs out fixed the problem, and looking up towards his siblings it seemed like they'd already gotten everything sorted... somewhat.
The golden boy Ezra was waving a glowing stick around like it was scary, while his family and the 'real' experts threw down and did all the real work. Props to the Russian though, man was like Rambo with those magic chains and hooked one of the invaders down, but the other got away, so he'd only get half points for that.
Junior got a good look in at the boy, skinny, dumb hair, emotionally stunted. Yeah he's probably a Vanburen too by the looks of it- AH HEY WAIT A MINUTE. Junior realised that this was the kid who shot him with water.
"That bitch." he shouted, rougher than how he usually spoke from choking on water. Junior rose to his feet, scooping up his football and unceremoniously chucking it at the boy's head as he strode towards him. He screamed unpleasantries until a deafening roar crackled through the corridors of the house.
Junior stumbled back, forgetting what he was doing. The inhumane sounds made his blood curdle and his mind emptied like a deer in headlights."The hell is that?! he shouted at no one in particular, though his eyes darted between Shane, Ezra and the weird kid chained up on the floor. Searching for any answer they could provide.
Georgie fell through a hole of her own making, back from her garden which she escaped to throughout the whole thing. "Way to go. Sis." Junior thought, the spectacle not impressing him in the slightest. Then that lack of admiration turned to one of shock as his siblings and the strangers alike decided to head on and fight more of the attackers that had been found. Attackers with magic dogs... Fuck, where was LeBeau. Was he okay?
"You're all crazy I hope you know that!" Junior shouted after his family, some of the more heavy-handed siblings had already rushed off to the other room to fight the unknown assailants. Junior just sighed at the stupidity of his family. Although... being alone in a room was just as dangerous, he realised- so not wanting to be the last person left in the main hall, he darted forwards along with his family.
Switching on his ability just to be safe, building up the power to make him less obvious.. more invisible.
It didn't hurt to be careful, and his power couldn't help him fight- so he might as well make use of it.
God they just started and it's fallen apart, that's a Vanburen gathering for you. Messy, loud and someone out the door before you know it. Just like daddy's love life, so I guess it's genetics or something. Something like MAGIC! We know it's real. We've all had to live with it for a whole year, stuck with cool powers and some dumb stone curse that leaves all of us stuck together..
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A whole year stuck with these idiots, two months was enough to drive Junior up the wall- and even that was generous. He sunk back into his chair, already bored of the conversation. Sure getting someone who knew more than Oscar seemed kind of fun, definitely after hearing they weren't gonna be another one of his siblings! Though now that he'd seen them, Junior was unimpressed. Two deadbeat looking teens barely older than him, one started talking about how "Magic was real and it's dangwous" like that wasn't the whole reason we called him out here.. And the other ran off to the toilet as soon as she came in. Probably pregnant or something, it's a skill you'd pick up with the kind of dad Junior had.
Between his legs was a football, which Junior traced his finger along from boredom. Wistfully- his gaze moved onto LeBeau, the family Ocelot which sat comfortably on the lap of his sister's lap. "Traitor." he thought to himself, the dumb thing could be by his side, he was comfy and soft.. and all he got was a stupid football. AND GOD THESE IDIOTS WERE STILL TALKING. Dishy Trishy was going on about something obvious again like she was saying a new, eleventh commandment. God if she didn't want this meeting that bad she could have left or maybe she was worried people would think she was copying Ezra. Not like anyone would compare her to him anyway.
"Ask him to dance too sis." he jeered at Trisha, an unamused look on his eyes only to look as intimidating as any fourteen year old could. He looked back away towards LeBeau, uncaring of what his sister had to say. The family pet seemed contempt where he was sat but Junior's mind thought back onto how soft and fuzzy the Ocelot felt, and again a pang of jealousy washed over him. He was just as comfy! And would pet him more! Maybe LeBeau would move to him in a second... ah god he trailed off again, and Junior realised they were still in a 'meeting' with some 'experts'. Maybe they should be more interesting if they wanted to be memorable! Even his brothers were thinking the same, besides know-it-all Oscow, one dipped, one was an alcoholic and the other had some headphones in. Even if they were years apart, it was oddly satisfying knowing his siblings had at least some common sense.
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