Yeah that's my bad. I just hit the wrong side between not wanting to take agency but also wanting to seem concrete and not dance around whether it worked or not and fill the post with hypotheticals. Sorry.
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Yeah, too bad but I get the reason why. It was fun while it lasted though, and was certainly memorable.
Ariamis confirmed GRRM level GM
Alicia Hayden
Penny's apology was overshadowed by Elroy's transformation, and she dodged out of the way as chains wrapped around the building. Her anger and frustration still held sway, yet it was distracted by the necessity of fighting the opponent right in front of her. Regardless of what she thought, the fact remained that he had become hostile and she had to act to protect the people who lived near here. That was just how things were now.
She resolved to talk to Penny when this was all over, where there would be harsh words. Yet for the moment she put that aside. It seemed the monster was focused on her and Penny was eager to meet the challenge. It made a nice distraction at least.
The reasonable approach said to do nothing, to stand back and let Elroy and Penny fight it out while she tried to keep the collateral damage to a minimum until it was over. But she couldn't just stand back. The sooner the fight ended the better, and she didn't know how good Penny's chances were at the moment. Her winning would be preferable after all, if only because they were allies.
Springing back, she nocked an arrow as she took aim at Elroy. She waited until he was distracted by Penny before firing, bolts of light streaking across the gap and slamming into his back in quick and successive blows. If this was the fight they had then she was not going to hold back.
@Shifter_Master@BrokenPromise
Penny's apology was overshadowed by Elroy's transformation, and she dodged out of the way as chains wrapped around the building. Her anger and frustration still held sway, yet it was distracted by the necessity of fighting the opponent right in front of her. Regardless of what she thought, the fact remained that he had become hostile and she had to act to protect the people who lived near here. That was just how things were now.
She resolved to talk to Penny when this was all over, where there would be harsh words. Yet for the moment she put that aside. It seemed the monster was focused on her and Penny was eager to meet the challenge. It made a nice distraction at least.
The reasonable approach said to do nothing, to stand back and let Elroy and Penny fight it out while she tried to keep the collateral damage to a minimum until it was over. But she couldn't just stand back. The sooner the fight ended the better, and she didn't know how good Penny's chances were at the moment. Her winning would be preferable after all, if only because they were allies.
Springing back, she nocked an arrow as she took aim at Elroy. She waited until he was distracted by Penny before firing, bolts of light streaking across the gap and slamming into his back in quick and successive blows. If this was the fight they had then she was not going to hold back.
@Shifter_Master@BrokenPromise
Mind letting Magus in on this too?
Finch: "Oh come on, don't you have anything better to do? Ever?"
Hey @Flamelord want to collab my little squad of madmen raining on your ransom parade
The idea just popped into my head and itd be kinda funny
Or just a couple of them: though none of them are particularly powerful
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@Mercenary Lord
If y'all do that, and haven't already started, mind including me?
Sure, I'm okay with that. Hours are a bit spotty since I'm working third shift tonight, but I'll manage
Finch
Two days after the Behir
Everything had been prepared, Finch thought to himself. The mayor was secured away, alive albeit uncomfortable. His men had covered their tracks, and they had set themselves up in one of the hideouts they had managed to secure across the city. All the stuff they needed was here as well, and there had not been anyone immediately knocking down the door either. It was good for him.
Grinning, Finch checked himself over in the nearby mirror. A hand ran through his hair, combing a few errant strands into place before he nodded to himself. Looking good, and now it was time to get going. Which on second thought was actually pretty silly since he was just making a phone call. It wasn't like anyone could see him.
He supposed it was the thought that counted.
Clearing his throat, Finch grabbed the phone and dialed the police, at the exact time that he had said he would. In his minds eye he could imagine the scene, people clustered all about waiting on anticipation for that ring. Had he lied, would he called when he said he would? Now those worries could be put to rest for a whole new set. Undoubtedly they were recording him, so he was going to have to put on a good show.
"Hello, this is Finch speaking," he said into the phone. "As you most likely know by now, I currently have our beloved mayor in my tender care. Now, to those of you who know my reputation, I am not some cold blooded killer. And honestly I voted for the guy so I don't really want to hurt him. But being a criminal is as much a business as working as a store attendant, so I will if I have to. In this case, I would like a million dollars wired to the bank accounts that I am about to give you. Fail to do so by midnight tomorrow, and well, it appears your mayor won't be running for re-election. Understand?"
He then went on to deliver the numbers of the account as he had said that he would, before hanging up. It was short, to the point, but also long enough for them to trace the call back if they were smart enough to do that. And that trace would take them to the Hall of Mirrors at one of the old Carnival spots.
Grinning, Finch turned to his men. "Go get set up. I think we're going to have visitors soon." With that he kicked back in his seat to wait. They'd never pay that kind of ransom, so he was sure that the fun would begin shortly
Two days after the Behir
Everything had been prepared, Finch thought to himself. The mayor was secured away, alive albeit uncomfortable. His men had covered their tracks, and they had set themselves up in one of the hideouts they had managed to secure across the city. All the stuff they needed was here as well, and there had not been anyone immediately knocking down the door either. It was good for him.
Grinning, Finch checked himself over in the nearby mirror. A hand ran through his hair, combing a few errant strands into place before he nodded to himself. Looking good, and now it was time to get going. Which on second thought was actually pretty silly since he was just making a phone call. It wasn't like anyone could see him.
He supposed it was the thought that counted.
Clearing his throat, Finch grabbed the phone and dialed the police, at the exact time that he had said he would. In his minds eye he could imagine the scene, people clustered all about waiting on anticipation for that ring. Had he lied, would he called when he said he would? Now those worries could be put to rest for a whole new set. Undoubtedly they were recording him, so he was going to have to put on a good show.
"Hello, this is Finch speaking," he said into the phone. "As you most likely know by now, I currently have our beloved mayor in my tender care. Now, to those of you who know my reputation, I am not some cold blooded killer. And honestly I voted for the guy so I don't really want to hurt him. But being a criminal is as much a business as working as a store attendant, so I will if I have to. In this case, I would like a million dollars wired to the bank accounts that I am about to give you. Fail to do so by midnight tomorrow, and well, it appears your mayor won't be running for re-election. Understand?"
He then went on to deliver the numbers of the account as he had said that he would, before hanging up. It was short, to the point, but also long enough for them to trace the call back if they were smart enough to do that. And that trace would take them to the Hall of Mirrors at one of the old Carnival spots.
Grinning, Finch turned to his men. "Go get set up. I think we're going to have visitors soon." With that he kicked back in his seat to wait. They'd never pay that kind of ransom, so he was sure that the fun would begin shortly
Alicia Hayden
Though she would admit to still feeling uncertainty about the monster boy that she was currently talking with, Alicia had to say that, to her surprise, having some patience and the diplomatic solution seemed to be working out for once. It could be that they knew they were close to Beacon territory, which meant rapid reinforcements, but the justification didn't matter as much as the outcome of their confrontation itself.
She glanced towards the building, considering the offer he had as he presented it. It didn't seem like it would be that bad, and she could always come back and check later to make sure that he had followed through on it. As long as they ended up leaving that was the important part. A couple hours wouldn't make that much of a difference.
Then the violence started.
The wall practically disintegrated as something discharged, aimed at the rooftop across the street. Said rooftop practically exploded in dust and debris, which Alicia watched with a stunned expression for a few moments before rounding on the one responsible. Much to her sadness she found that it was her ally, attacking without provocation, threat, or reason.
There was the hint of sadness glittering in her eyes as she spun and aimed at the other girl. "Penny, stand down!" she barked, bowstring drawn back and ready to launch an arrow. They had been so close, so damn close!
Silent frustration clawed at her heart as she confronted her ally. Had this, all of this, been a mistake after all? She wasn't sure anymore.
@BrokenPromise@Shifter_Master
Though she would admit to still feeling uncertainty about the monster boy that she was currently talking with, Alicia had to say that, to her surprise, having some patience and the diplomatic solution seemed to be working out for once. It could be that they knew they were close to Beacon territory, which meant rapid reinforcements, but the justification didn't matter as much as the outcome of their confrontation itself.
She glanced towards the building, considering the offer he had as he presented it. It didn't seem like it would be that bad, and she could always come back and check later to make sure that he had followed through on it. As long as they ended up leaving that was the important part. A couple hours wouldn't make that much of a difference.
Then the violence started.
The wall practically disintegrated as something discharged, aimed at the rooftop across the street. Said rooftop practically exploded in dust and debris, which Alicia watched with a stunned expression for a few moments before rounding on the one responsible. Much to her sadness she found that it was her ally, attacking without provocation, threat, or reason.
There was the hint of sadness glittering in her eyes as she spun and aimed at the other girl. "Penny, stand down!" she barked, bowstring drawn back and ready to launch an arrow. They had been so close, so damn close!
Silent frustration clawed at her heart as she confronted her ally. Had this, all of this, been a mistake after all? She wasn't sure anymore.
@BrokenPromise@Shifter_Master
There. Not the most amazing thing I've ever written but it's a start. Expect ransom demands in the next post
Finch
Two days after the Behir
The time had come again for Finch to go to work. No longer having to look over his shoulder for an unfortunate Epic dropin after Magus uncovered him at the park during that incident, he had gotten word from his contacts that an opportunity was open, and now he planned to take it. This wasn't about money though, this was about fame, prestige, getting his name out there. That was what mattered the most to him.
He was all ready to go, of course. He had some glass items on his for when he needed to fight, and had on his trademark outfit. Now it was just a matter of getting his target. And of that he had little worry due to the arrangements he had set up to make this all happen.
Getting into the garage had been easy, with a bit of money and not looking that suspicious. It was once they were firmly inside the parking facility that they could get to work, parking the van somewhere out of the way. The men and Finch himself poured out, and he gestured forward to begin moving through the darkened structure. It was the end of the business day but of course the mayor had been delayed by a phone call, so most of the people had left. One driver remained with the van to watch over it, while the other men went to work.
Finch himself was unarmed, but his men had guns with them. They needed it more than he did, and the group moved quickly down the rows and halls of the parking garage towards their target.
They arrived just in time to see the mayor getting into his car to go home. He had escorts of course, since nobody would be that stupid to be in a position of power without some protection in a city like this. But that wasn't going to make a difference here. There was no such thing as perfect protection.
He waved to his men who went to work, short bursts of silenced weaponry taking out the guards. He strode up to the car, touching the window with a bare hand. That allowed a hole to open, through which he tossed in a smoke grenade with knockout gas before closing the hole. It filled the car, subduing the worried and then suddenly terrified mayor.
Finch went about opening the doors, letting it disperse a bit before grabbing the unconscious mayor and passing him off to his men. The guards were tossed in back and the windows fixed, leaving th casual onlooker to think that nothing was wrong.
"Good job boys, like a charm," Finch said to himself with a grin as the van screeched up, th men loading back onto th vehicle as they prepared for their daring escape. This had been easier than he would have thought. Presumably people were distracted, it happened (as he well knew).
Before going, he left a note on the front dashboard indicating himself as the one responsible, indicating that he would call soon with ransom demands, and leaving a red glass flower to accompany it. What was the point of an abduction if no one knew that you did it?
"Alright, let's go," he said to th driver, who nodded before pulling away on a course out of the parking garage with no one hopefully the wiser. So far so good, now it was time to prepare for the next stage of the plan
Two days after the Behir
The time had come again for Finch to go to work. No longer having to look over his shoulder for an unfortunate Epic dropin after Magus uncovered him at the park during that incident, he had gotten word from his contacts that an opportunity was open, and now he planned to take it. This wasn't about money though, this was about fame, prestige, getting his name out there. That was what mattered the most to him.
He was all ready to go, of course. He had some glass items on his for when he needed to fight, and had on his trademark outfit. Now it was just a matter of getting his target. And of that he had little worry due to the arrangements he had set up to make this all happen.
Getting into the garage had been easy, with a bit of money and not looking that suspicious. It was once they were firmly inside the parking facility that they could get to work, parking the van somewhere out of the way. The men and Finch himself poured out, and he gestured forward to begin moving through the darkened structure. It was the end of the business day but of course the mayor had been delayed by a phone call, so most of the people had left. One driver remained with the van to watch over it, while the other men went to work.
Finch himself was unarmed, but his men had guns with them. They needed it more than he did, and the group moved quickly down the rows and halls of the parking garage towards their target.
They arrived just in time to see the mayor getting into his car to go home. He had escorts of course, since nobody would be that stupid to be in a position of power without some protection in a city like this. But that wasn't going to make a difference here. There was no such thing as perfect protection.
He waved to his men who went to work, short bursts of silenced weaponry taking out the guards. He strode up to the car, touching the window with a bare hand. That allowed a hole to open, through which he tossed in a smoke grenade with knockout gas before closing the hole. It filled the car, subduing the worried and then suddenly terrified mayor.
Finch went about opening the doors, letting it disperse a bit before grabbing the unconscious mayor and passing him off to his men. The guards were tossed in back and the windows fixed, leaving th casual onlooker to think that nothing was wrong.
"Good job boys, like a charm," Finch said to himself with a grin as the van screeched up, th men loading back onto th vehicle as they prepared for their daring escape. This had been easier than he would have thought. Presumably people were distracted, it happened (as he well knew).
Before going, he left a note on the front dashboard indicating himself as the one responsible, indicating that he would call soon with ransom demands, and leaving a red glass flower to accompany it. What was the point of an abduction if no one knew that you did it?
"Alright, let's go," he said to th driver, who nodded before pulling away on a course out of the parking garage with no one hopefully the wiser. So far so good, now it was time to prepare for the next stage of the plan
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