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Central Headquarters- 6AM
“I Heard they called in a few state alchemists for a briefing.” A few soldiers had gathered in the break room, “Yeah from what I hear, it’s something to do with those mutilations.”This man was Captain Fallgrid, He has a long upstanding career of military family, He recently took to shaving his head a she believes it makes him look more, strong and debonair to the ladies.
“I don’t doubt that for a second, I think it’s possibly the return of the serial case from half a century ago.” This was First Lieutenant Hedgenson, He was once slim and trim, but his wife has been feeding him so well he’s packed the pounds on and become quite the chunky hubby in the past years.
“Aren’t you guys the least bit worried about what this means!?” And This was Major Mc’daniel, She’s quite the shy and timid creature, holding the rank of Major only due to her also being an alchemist herself. She is typically worried about everything and anything her little mind can work up.
“Hahaha! You worry too much Major!” This brings us back to the first man to speak,Second Lieutenant Falsem, His demeanor never really changed, always the kind of man to run head first into problems…. Or be the first to create them.
“This is very serious Falsem!” Major Mc’daniel stomped her foot as she spoke, “I… I… I might get called in….” She quickly found herself in the corner, hands cupped over her head. “I don’t… I don’t wanna go! It’s scary! Scary! I just want to do my research! I just wanted to research flowers!” Tears formed in her eyes as she bit down on her jacket and pulled.
“Major, You’re not getting called in.” Captain Fallgrid sighed and rubbed the back of his head. “You don’t know that Fallgrid! I could be! And then what!? What will I do!!! I might… I might…-” She was cut off by the Second Lieutenant, “I heard that Jason Gold will be coming in today.”
“Hm? You mean the downer?” First Lieutenant Hedgenson spoke, “Yup. I think they’re bringing in at least two other guys too, The Platinum Alchemist and the Card alchemist to boot.”
“Oh? I thought Platty was studying the philosophers stone.” Fallgrid quipped, “Yeah, that’s what I thought to. So why are they calling him in?”
“ENOUGH.” The man that stepped in, his tone was quite commanding.. The others in the room immediately stood at attention. “Brigadier General Xeres! Sorry sir!” Xeres commanded a… strange respect from the others, though it is believed he was only promoted as a means of showing tolerance towards his people… Xeres was Half Ishvalan.
“Sigh, There you people go creating rumors and wreaking havoc in my district. You know I have to clean this mess up right?” The others nod, “Sir! Yes sir! Sorry Sir!” He blinked a bit, a bead of sweat falling down the back of his head. “S...Stop with the formalities… please….”
“S...sorry Desmond...” Mc’Daniel hung her head down. “Yeah, Sorry Des.” Hedgenson chuckled a bit. “It’s fine, all of you, back to your posts!” The group nods and takes off… But Desmond’s hand shoots up to catch the Second Lieutenant before he could leave. “Second Lieutenant Zavier Falsem. A word.” Desmond Xeres red eyes glared the man down.
“Sure, Brigadier General.” He smirked “Let’s talk.”
“I Heard they called in a few state alchemists for a briefing.” A few soldiers had gathered in the break room, “Yeah from what I hear, it’s something to do with those mutilations.”This man was Captain Fallgrid, He has a long upstanding career of military family, He recently took to shaving his head a she believes it makes him look more, strong and debonair to the ladies.
“I don’t doubt that for a second, I think it’s possibly the return of the serial case from half a century ago.” This was First Lieutenant Hedgenson, He was once slim and trim, but his wife has been feeding him so well he’s packed the pounds on and become quite the chunky hubby in the past years.
“Aren’t you guys the least bit worried about what this means!?” And This was Major Mc’daniel, She’s quite the shy and timid creature, holding the rank of Major only due to her also being an alchemist herself. She is typically worried about everything and anything her little mind can work up.
“Hahaha! You worry too much Major!” This brings us back to the first man to speak,Second Lieutenant Falsem, His demeanor never really changed, always the kind of man to run head first into problems…. Or be the first to create them.
“This is very serious Falsem!” Major Mc’daniel stomped her foot as she spoke, “I… I… I might get called in….” She quickly found herself in the corner, hands cupped over her head. “I don’t… I don’t wanna go! It’s scary! Scary! I just want to do my research! I just wanted to research flowers!” Tears formed in her eyes as she bit down on her jacket and pulled.
“Major, You’re not getting called in.” Captain Fallgrid sighed and rubbed the back of his head. “You don’t know that Fallgrid! I could be! And then what!? What will I do!!! I might… I might…-” She was cut off by the Second Lieutenant, “I heard that Jason Gold will be coming in today.”
“Hm? You mean the downer?” First Lieutenant Hedgenson spoke, “Yup. I think they’re bringing in at least two other guys too, The Platinum Alchemist and the Card alchemist to boot.”
“Oh? I thought Platty was studying the philosophers stone.” Fallgrid quipped, “Yeah, that’s what I thought to. So why are they calling him in?”
“ENOUGH.” The man that stepped in, his tone was quite commanding.. The others in the room immediately stood at attention. “Brigadier General Xeres! Sorry sir!” Xeres commanded a… strange respect from the others, though it is believed he was only promoted as a means of showing tolerance towards his people… Xeres was Half Ishvalan.
“Sigh, There you people go creating rumors and wreaking havoc in my district. You know I have to clean this mess up right?” The others nod, “Sir! Yes sir! Sorry Sir!” He blinked a bit, a bead of sweat falling down the back of his head. “S...Stop with the formalities… please….”
“S...sorry Desmond...” Mc’Daniel hung her head down. “Yeah, Sorry Des.” Hedgenson chuckled a bit. “It’s fine, all of you, back to your posts!” The group nods and takes off… But Desmond’s hand shoots up to catch the Second Lieutenant before he could leave. “Second Lieutenant Zavier Falsem. A word.” Desmond Xeres red eyes glared the man down.
“Sure, Brigadier General.” He smirked “Let’s talk.”
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“Dead inside?” Jason spoke aloud as the woman marched up the steps. “You could say that.” His hands wrapped around the shoulders of the freshly made corpse, pulled and tugging on his coat to free him from the spear he’d been impaled on. The body gave a slick schlop sound as it pulled from the spear, Jason let a deep sigh out, the body had fallen onto his feet and gotten blood on his shoes. “Sigh...” He looked down at the corpse and shook his head, “Why do I have to do this kind of work.” He wasn’t interested in these random serials.
He looked around the old basement, he could see the bones of the other victims littering the sacred floor. His eyes wandered though, searching for anything he might be able to use… That’s when it caught his eye, an old shroud for some god. Did it matter what god? No.. Because in the eyes of Jason Gold, there was no god. He walked slowly over to the shroud, clapping hands together and placing his glove upon it. Ink poured out into an alchemical circle, his hand still touching causes the circle to light up and spark… soon the material warps and transforms into that of a body bag.
He pulled the dead psycho over to the bag and stuffed him down, the sound of the plastic crumpling as he is put into it. Once finished, he zipped it up… This was going to be a pain. He cracked his neck and lifted the bag up, dragging it behind him and heading towards the nearest phone booth. The path was long and draining, the state alchemist kept his eyes down upon the cobblestone street and paid no heed to the peoples murmurs.
Within a few moments he found the phone-booth he’d been looking for. After digging for a few loose coins in his pocket, finding mostly lint and his wallet however, he decided to look around… Not many people were looking his way… that was good. He grabbed a few pebbles and placed them in a circle, once more the ink poured from his glove and formed a circle… this time turning the pebbles into a few coins. No one would report him for this, as they didn’t see what happened.
With his new ill-gotten coins, he begins to make his phone-call. Somewhere, on the other end of the line, was Central… Though it was quite late at night. “Hnng?” One of the majors was still at work luckily… though he was doing nothing but paperwork… He watched the phone ring, his green eyes slowly re-adjusting as he’d been awoken from an impromptu nap. He let his hand rub against his scalp, ruffling his short blond hair. “Ok Ok, I get it phone.” He grumbled, picking up the nagging device. “Major North, Central command, Can I help you?”
Jason shook his head, it was about time he answered, “This is State Alchemist, Jason Gold, I’ve captured the target.” Major North began to rub the bridge of his nose with his free hand. “Oh god it’s him...” “I heard you major.” “AH!?” He realized he’d spoke aloud now… “Ahahah, Well How are you today Jason?” His laugh was nervous, trying to overcome the embarrassment he just felt. “I’m fine Major, Are you doing well? You sound tired.” Jason tried to put on a happy air, but he really didn’t feel like speaking right now.
“Yes, yes, I’m doing fine, Just fell asleep doing some paper work.” Once more the major laughed a bit nervous, “Are you coming in then?” Jason nodded, despite the major not being able to see him. “Yes I’ll be coming in, I’ll get a train in the morning. Please prepare something fitting, the criminal is… very dead.” Jason remarked, looking back at the body bag. “Oh… Did you?” The soldiers lip trembled a bit, “No, He was dead when I found him.” “That’s… a relief. Alright, we need you to come in anyway so this is pretty convenient.”
Jason blinked a bit, surprised that they needed him to come in. “What’s going on?” He asked, “I can’t really say much, they are keeping it pretty hush hush right now. But it looks like something big is going down and they are calling in some of the more… extravagant alchemists.” He coughed a bit, “You don’t have to sugar coat it Major. They’re calling in the alchemists with more extreme research. Such as those hunting rogue alchemists perhaps?” The major sighed and nodded, again despite the other end not being able to see it. “And from what I’ve seen… I can’t confirm anything yet… But they are calling in those researching the events from fifty years ago as well.”
“This will be an interesting group then.” Jason stated, “I’ll be coming in.” “Alright Jason, take care of yourself, see you tomorrow.” “I’ll see you tomorrow Major.”
He looked around the old basement, he could see the bones of the other victims littering the sacred floor. His eyes wandered though, searching for anything he might be able to use… That’s when it caught his eye, an old shroud for some god. Did it matter what god? No.. Because in the eyes of Jason Gold, there was no god. He walked slowly over to the shroud, clapping hands together and placing his glove upon it. Ink poured out into an alchemical circle, his hand still touching causes the circle to light up and spark… soon the material warps and transforms into that of a body bag.
He pulled the dead psycho over to the bag and stuffed him down, the sound of the plastic crumpling as he is put into it. Once finished, he zipped it up… This was going to be a pain. He cracked his neck and lifted the bag up, dragging it behind him and heading towards the nearest phone booth. The path was long and draining, the state alchemist kept his eyes down upon the cobblestone street and paid no heed to the peoples murmurs.
Within a few moments he found the phone-booth he’d been looking for. After digging for a few loose coins in his pocket, finding mostly lint and his wallet however, he decided to look around… Not many people were looking his way… that was good. He grabbed a few pebbles and placed them in a circle, once more the ink poured from his glove and formed a circle… this time turning the pebbles into a few coins. No one would report him for this, as they didn’t see what happened.
With his new ill-gotten coins, he begins to make his phone-call. Somewhere, on the other end of the line, was Central… Though it was quite late at night. “Hnng?” One of the majors was still at work luckily… though he was doing nothing but paperwork… He watched the phone ring, his green eyes slowly re-adjusting as he’d been awoken from an impromptu nap. He let his hand rub against his scalp, ruffling his short blond hair. “Ok Ok, I get it phone.” He grumbled, picking up the nagging device. “Major North, Central command, Can I help you?”
Jason shook his head, it was about time he answered, “This is State Alchemist, Jason Gold, I’ve captured the target.” Major North began to rub the bridge of his nose with his free hand. “Oh god it’s him...” “I heard you major.” “AH!?” He realized he’d spoke aloud now… “Ahahah, Well How are you today Jason?” His laugh was nervous, trying to overcome the embarrassment he just felt. “I’m fine Major, Are you doing well? You sound tired.” Jason tried to put on a happy air, but he really didn’t feel like speaking right now.
“Yes, yes, I’m doing fine, Just fell asleep doing some paper work.” Once more the major laughed a bit nervous, “Are you coming in then?” Jason nodded, despite the major not being able to see him. “Yes I’ll be coming in, I’ll get a train in the morning. Please prepare something fitting, the criminal is… very dead.” Jason remarked, looking back at the body bag. “Oh… Did you?” The soldiers lip trembled a bit, “No, He was dead when I found him.” “That’s… a relief. Alright, we need you to come in anyway so this is pretty convenient.”
Jason blinked a bit, surprised that they needed him to come in. “What’s going on?” He asked, “I can’t really say much, they are keeping it pretty hush hush right now. But it looks like something big is going down and they are calling in some of the more… extravagant alchemists.” He coughed a bit, “You don’t have to sugar coat it Major. They’re calling in the alchemists with more extreme research. Such as those hunting rogue alchemists perhaps?” The major sighed and nodded, again despite the other end not being able to see it. “And from what I’ve seen… I can’t confirm anything yet… But they are calling in those researching the events from fifty years ago as well.”
“This will be an interesting group then.” Jason stated, “I’ll be coming in.” “Alright Jason, take care of yourself, see you tomorrow.” “I’ll see you tomorrow Major.”
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@samreaper yeah Cho'gath, Gnar, Nasus, all great people to dine with
Name: Dynamite Jack
Nickname(s): Boom Boom Jack
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Dynamite Jack is a tall man, reaching near 6'4. He has long black hair tied up in a samurai styled ponytail behind his head, with his bangs hanging down over his face. He has a strong five o'clock shadow that masks a few scars and burn marks on his chin. He enjoys wearing his large brown coat, its been patched and re-patched from his countless battles. The coat itself is lined with many little slots, where he is able to stick his dynamite and keep it secure. He wears special gloves, that allow him to snap and create a spark to ignite his dynamite.
For his shirt, it's a typical button down black shirt, once more patched and repaired. The pants, thick, durable tan pants, with one big hole on the left knee. He typically carries a dagger in his left boot, a pistol on his right hip and a cutlass on his left hip.
Position: Captain of the Boom Boom Pirates
Bounty: 900,000
Personality: Jack is a very calm and collected man, despite his love of explosions. He takes things that he wants and he does so with an explosive power. But he himself is a dark individual, bringing a story of black humor to his role as captain. "Take what you want with a bang boys, Bring a new light to this world." He doesn't care for the lives of those outside his crew and he doesn't care for their lives all that much. He'd be willing to send off one of them with a bang as soon as save their hide. He likes Explosions, Rum and doing as he pleases... Such as thieving and taking what he feels he wants at the time. He hates the law, marines and anyone who tries to get in his way.
History: Jack started his pirate carrier rather late in life, around the age of 24, no one is sure what he was or who he was before that. He simply keeps it to himself, He joined up with a few crews and moved from one to the next. Accumulating his pirate ideology, before forming his own crew. With that in mind, he began to terrorize those he wished, when he wished and how he pleased.
His first major act of piracy was an attack on a little port town in the east blue. Using his cannons he started by opening fire on the village. Then allowing his crew to flood the town, moving through it as they pleased. His first mate Cannon Ball kept watch, While Jack walked through the town, tossing dynamite around as he pleased. They left before the marines could arrive.
As he aged, his acts stayed about the same, he would strike small towns far from the marines bases and use them as a means to rampage as he pleased. Blowing up buildings and people the same, with his sticks of dynamite.
Weapon(s): TNT, a cutlass and a pistol.
-Power/Skill: He literally has no techniques, he just chucks TNT at people. (he's a low powered villain, give him credit. It's hard to chuck TNT accurately... but you don't need to be when it just goes BOOM!)
Techniques:
Other:
Nickname(s): Boom Boom Jack
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Dynamite Jack is a tall man, reaching near 6'4. He has long black hair tied up in a samurai styled ponytail behind his head, with his bangs hanging down over his face. He has a strong five o'clock shadow that masks a few scars and burn marks on his chin. He enjoys wearing his large brown coat, its been patched and re-patched from his countless battles. The coat itself is lined with many little slots, where he is able to stick his dynamite and keep it secure. He wears special gloves, that allow him to snap and create a spark to ignite his dynamite.
For his shirt, it's a typical button down black shirt, once more patched and repaired. The pants, thick, durable tan pants, with one big hole on the left knee. He typically carries a dagger in his left boot, a pistol on his right hip and a cutlass on his left hip.
Position: Captain of the Boom Boom Pirates
Bounty: 900,000
Personality: Jack is a very calm and collected man, despite his love of explosions. He takes things that he wants and he does so with an explosive power. But he himself is a dark individual, bringing a story of black humor to his role as captain. "Take what you want with a bang boys, Bring a new light to this world." He doesn't care for the lives of those outside his crew and he doesn't care for their lives all that much. He'd be willing to send off one of them with a bang as soon as save their hide. He likes Explosions, Rum and doing as he pleases... Such as thieving and taking what he feels he wants at the time. He hates the law, marines and anyone who tries to get in his way.
History: Jack started his pirate carrier rather late in life, around the age of 24, no one is sure what he was or who he was before that. He simply keeps it to himself, He joined up with a few crews and moved from one to the next. Accumulating his pirate ideology, before forming his own crew. With that in mind, he began to terrorize those he wished, when he wished and how he pleased.
His first major act of piracy was an attack on a little port town in the east blue. Using his cannons he started by opening fire on the village. Then allowing his crew to flood the town, moving through it as they pleased. His first mate Cannon Ball kept watch, While Jack walked through the town, tossing dynamite around as he pleased. They left before the marines could arrive.
As he aged, his acts stayed about the same, he would strike small towns far from the marines bases and use them as a means to rampage as he pleased. Blowing up buildings and people the same, with his sticks of dynamite.
Weapon(s): TNT, a cutlass and a pistol.
-Power/Skill: He literally has no techniques, he just chucks TNT at people. (he's a low powered villain, give him credit. It's hard to chuck TNT accurately... but you don't need to be when it just goes BOOM!)
Techniques:
Other:
Mayhaps... Tens of billions
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Chirashi rubbed his head as he stood up... "Are you KIDDING me!?" He growled, his tall form standing over the humans. "What's the big idea here!? I was just trying to get a FEW recipes for my book! So what!? You got caught in the cross-hairs! I can't help that!" He brushed off the dirt from his clothes. "Gah! I've dropped them! You made me drop them!" He quickly dropped to the ground, frantically searching, a few outlines forming on his waist, indicating his missing daggers. Though he ignored the other man, the third man, that he had landed on... "Ugh is this gum!? I'll need some vodka or some vinegar to get this off my clothes..." He grumbled to himself, finally lifting up his two daggers. "Jajajajaja! I found them!" Then he turned to the other two men. "Very well. I'll forgive you, THIS time." He said, shifty eyeing the two before walking back through the hole that his body had created. "I'm getting my recipes! A chef ain't a chef without a massive cookbook under his belt!"
Chirashi rubbed his head as he stood up... "Are you KIDDING me!?" He growled, his tall form standing over the humans. "What's the big idea here!? I was just trying to get a FEW recipes for my book! So what!? You got caught in the cross-hairs! I can't help that!" He brushed off the dirt from his clothes. "Gah! I've dropped them! You made me drop them!" He quickly dropped to the ground, frantically searching, a few outlines forming on his waist, indicating his missing daggers. Though he ignored the other man, the third man, that he had landed on... "Ugh is this gum!? I'll need some vodka or some vinegar to get this off my clothes..." He grumbled to himself, finally lifting up his two daggers. "Jajajajaja! I found them!" Then he turned to the other two men. "Very well. I'll forgive you, THIS time." He said, shifty eyeing the two before walking back through the hole that his body had created. "I'm getting my recipes! A chef ain't a chef without a massive cookbook under his belt!"
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