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@Lord Wraith So I have a question? Is anyone still left up in the penthouse? I imagine the girls are still, but any of the baddies up there? Just wondering


There would be a couple of guys up there enjoying the company of the ladies of the night. Antonio isn't thinking straight and has sort of moved to a 'every man for themselves' mentality.
@Lord Wraith

Ho damn, Alien vs Robot? And Priya is too busy to back Tariq up?

Ohhhh I am so ready to write this battle out :D are we going to write this like an arena type battle? With responses and you control the robot?


I mean, as an actual police officer, Priya could try calling off the robot. However she's a detective not counter terrorism so she doesn't have any authority over it.
@Pirouette, sent Antonio your way, @SgtEasy, you wanted things hard for Tariq right? @FantasyChic, the hookers are still awaiting your rescue though they might not be happy with you cutting into their profits for the evening :P
'Cause when you lie like, the devil himself, no angels gonna hear your…
C R Y F O R H E L P
U P D A T E D


Status: URGENT
Time of Day: Night
Weather: Rain


"Julian." The radio on the unconcious member of the De Vitis Crime Syndicate cracked to life as Antonio's voice could be heard in the now empty lobby.

"I don't care if you're taking a piss, Julian." The impatience was evident in Antonio's voice, the night had not been going well. "Just answer the fuckin' radio." There was a pause before, Antonio spoke again. "And go see a damn doctor."

Moments of silence went by as Antonio waited for a response. Squeezing the radio in his hand, he threatened to crush it before turning on his heel and heading through the hotel's revolving door. The lobby was surprisingly empty, neither Julian or Lucas appeared to be present until Antonio approached the clerk's desk. There laid Julian and Lucas, both out cold as Antonio left out an anguished grumble. Suddenly the sound of gunfire and explosions echoed from outside, as Antonio ducked behind the desk. The sounds were followed quickly by a giant spotlight illuminated the street as the unmistakable sound of a helicopter could be heard all around the hotel.

"This is the police, you are hereby ordered to put down your weapons and cease and desist."

Antonio's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head as he wondered how the plan had gone off so smoothly only to end like this.

"Fuck."

"Looks like it is time to go." The voice of the Russian caused, Antonio to stand up straight, the hairs on the back of his neck rising as the man's large eyes studied him through thick round glasses.

"Where's Dante, don't tell me you've killed him already?" Antonio cried out, his tone anxious. He figured after his screw up here,
Dante would be the only thing keeping him alive in De Vitis' eyes.

"Your men were kind enough to load him up for me." The Russian stated, a twinkle in his eye before he suddenly pulled a large hand gun from the back of his pants and squeezed the trigger. Antonio cried out in agony as the bullet went through the large desk before passing right through his thigh. Falling to the ground, Antonio placed both hands to his thigh as he tried to stop the blood flow, sounds of anguish coming out of his mouth as his entire body winced from his own touch.

"Raul has a message." The Russian stated. "Do better." A smug smirk crossed his mouth, as he turned and began to walk towards black car in front of the main doors.

"FUCK ALL OF YOU!" Antonio screeched as the Russian stepped into the car, tires squealing as it pulled a U-turn and disappeared down a nearby alley, no doubt slipping through the true police's fingers. Digging his fingers into the wall behind him, Antonio pushed himself to stand, leaning heavily on the desk before he began to hobble away, nearly falling as he stepped over the pair of unconscious idiots at his feet. Taking a deep breath, Antonio reached inside his coat, pulling out a small vial before snorting its contents. The pain almost immediately began to dull, allowing Antonio some time to think as he ripped his sleeve off, tying the material around his injured leg. Flashes of blue and red drowned the streets outside as the police arrested his men left, right and center. But Antonio was not one to be caught. Making his way towards the rear exit, Antonio smiled in anticipation at the glowing red 'EXIT' sign. He'd survive this, and then he'd show De Vitis how much better he could do.




Outside SWAT vehicles surrounded the road in front of the hotel as the police moved in take the De Vitis thugs into custody. Scrambling in every which direction, the gang bangers split off from their orders as they moved to avoid capture. Shots rang out as the helicopter snipers downed the De Vitis thugs on the rooftops, while the sound of cocking shotguns echoed between the buildings on the streets below.

"There's a vigilante on site." The radio in the first helicopter came to life as one of the ground units relied the message.

"Deploying unit." Came the reply as the pilot flipped a switch and a box was ejected towards the ground. Making impact with the ground, the box slowly opened revealing a humanoid figure within. However the figure was anything but human as an emotionless mechanical face emerged from between the shoulders. The robot took a step forward before beginning an initial sweep of the area. Its 'eyes' flashed red as the scanners located Tariq, weapons emerging from its arms as it stepped forward, raising the non-lethal projectiles towards Tariq's general direction.

"Please surrender, I will only use lethal force if necessary." The robot stated, its mechanical voice void of any sympathy. "You are acting in violation of Crescent City's Anti-Vigilante law. You will be taken into custody and registered as a known vigilante and menace to society. Resistance is futile."
G M A N N O U N C E M E N T:

WEEK 03: Relationships are a very important part of life. Often people are defined by the relationships they make and this is no clearer than in the way we portray relationships in fiction. Spider-Man is known by both his love interests and his rogues. Many of you opted to note that you'll be making friends, allies and enemies within the IC on your character sheets. So on that note, having seen most of the cast in action already and with one secondary plot concluded, who do you want to interact with? Is there anyone on the cast you think would be a great ally for your character? Anyone you think your character would be drawn to romantically? Or is there someone you think would ultimately clash with your character, maybe or a rival or ultimately a bitter enemy?
@Tyler@FantasyChic How is the collab going? Last OOC post was over a week ago, so I'm just filling the void with this post.


Unfortunately, Tyler has had to take some time away from us. Roman and I have been discussing our best course of action to move the RP forward.
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Okay, so my questions are:

1. Limitations and ranges. How far can Anton teleport himself or something else?
2. Does Anton need to be touching something to teleport it?
3. What would happen if a Draoi tried to cast a spell without a focus?
4. How is advancement handled? Is Anton, as a weak, out-of-practice Draoi, completely unable to cast anything besides teleportation spells, or can he perform other Lux spells with less proficiency?
5. Enchantment and alchemy. How long does it take to enchant something, how much can it do, and what limitations are there? And what can be done with alchemy?

I've probably got more questions, so I'll write them as they come to me.


1. Range should likely be kept in a two to five mile radius. This could fluctuate pending what exactly Anton is teleporting with him.

2. Up to you, if he was a Hyperhuman I would say yes but because his teleportation is based in Vis manipulation he could cast it without physically touching an object if you so wish. I would suggest keeping it to objects within visual range. But you could make it so he can summon items via teleporting them from say his apartment.

3. Without a conduit, a Draoi channeling the Vis is like using a wire with too small of a gauge for the current going through it. So while the wire will transfer the current, it's also burning itself out until it destroys itself. Likewise, a Draoi might be able to cast a spell or two without a conduit but it's going to be incredibly harmful and ultimately lethal.

4. He can perform other spells with less proficiency. In terms of advancement, I just look to you as a writer to develop your character preferably in a natural way. There may be times in the IC where time is skipped and you can have your character develop off screen as well. Ultimately as the RP progresses and Anton uses his abilities, it is assumed his proficiency and skill is also increasing.

5. Enchantments are limited to a single effect per item. The time to create and potency of an enchantment is directly related to the Draoi performing it. So a Master Draoi could enchant a cloak to repel almost all forms of harm while a novice Draoi could make the cloak resistant to tears or cuts. The size of the object being enchanted is also a factor to consider. At most, an enchantment is going to take a couple hours to perform.

Alchemy and Enchantments are directly related as most enchantments are based in alchemy but alchemy is also directly related to the creation of elixirs. Elixirs are beneficial consumables compared to potions which generally are used for more harmful effects. Due to the time it takes to prepare these concoctions, they are more potent than spells. Elixirs may have permanent effects, such as increasing one's life span but potions often have a much less duration of effect due to the increased potency. However as many potions are lethal, duration of effect isn't much of a concern.

Hope that helps.
J O S E P H T H O R E A U:

Friday, April 07, 2017 - 11:19 PM | Michaels Nuclear Power Facility - Power District

The patients didn’t seem to stop and the heat of the fire felt closer with each and every second. Joseph wiped several beads of sweat from his forehead as he picked his bag up and moved onto the next patient.

“Unit 42.”

Joseph’s radio crackled to life as the dispatcher tried to contact him. It had taken him months getting used to wearing the radio, even now he almost jumped when it spoke.

“Go ahead, Dispatch.” Joseph responded as he tilted the radio towards his mouth.

“We’ve lost Ambo 53.”

“Annabelle.” Joseph said, shock in his voice as he realized the exact implications. “What happened, is she de-” Joseph wasn’t even sure Annabelle could die. Given what he had seen her do, he had no way of knowing the exact limits of her abilities but there was no way she was invincible.

“Unconfirmed. Ambo was lost to the blaze. There’s a good chance they could still be out there.”

A small sense of relief washed over Joseph but disappointment plagued his mind. While he and Travis had been doing everything in their power to make the victims of the fire comfortable, without Annabelle and her gifts, a lot of lives were going to be lost tonight. Stopping what he was doing, Joseph rolled up his medical supplies and pulled out a black tag. Placing the tag on the victim’s foot, Joseph called out to Travis.

“Annabelle isn’t coming. Return to regular procedure.” Joseph stated as Travis nodded grimly, knowing what the regular procedure required the two paramedics to do.

Suddenly the ground shook beneath the pair as an explosion rocked the power plant.

“They’re reporting that a second fire was started inside the facility.” A voice yelled as Joseph turned to find a larger set man running towards them. His attire was enough to inform Joseph that the man was a member of the power plant’s security team.

“Are you fire department?” He asked looking at Joseph and Travis’ attire.

“Paramedics.” Joseph responded. “Fire department is still tied up with the first blaze.”

“So no one’s coming then.” The security guard stated, disappoint hanging onto every word.

“Then it’s up to us.” Joseph stated as he looked towards the burning building.

“What are you going to do?” The security guard asked, as Joseph turned, his eyes burning as the other man took a step back. Catching sight of the man’s name tag, Joseph noted the security guard’s name before addressing him.

“Look Greg, I took a vow to save lives, and that’s what I intend to do.” Joseph jabbed a finger into the man’s chest. “So I’m going to need your key card to get inside the plant. So you can either come with me, or hand it over.”

“Wow buddy, no need to be so intense.” A hand came to rest on Joseph’s shoulder as Travis spoke up, taking a step forward as he tried to calm his friend. Shrugging off Travis’ hand, Joseph put his hand forward as he demanded the key card.

“No, he’s right.” Greg said as he pulled the key card out and put it into Joseph’s outstretched hand. “But I’ll only slow you down.” He said with his head down.

“I understand.” Joseph said as he closed his hand and turned towards the plant. “C’mon, Travis, first order of business is to ensure people have a safe evacuation route.” Joseph explained as the pair jogged towards the front of the building. Workers were pouring out the front door as Joseph raised his hands to get their attention with to no avail.

“Travis, double back and grab a truck.” Joseph ordered. “Start taxiing these people out of here.” Before Travis could protest, Joseph shoved his way through the crowd and disappeared inside the plant.

A sense of irony hung over Joseph as he fought against the evacuating crowd. He had rescued Charles Michaels barely an hour ago and here he was now, fighting to save the man’s power plant. The hallway suddenly lurched and Joseph instinctively ducked as flames suddenly shot out of the vents above his head.

“Where’s the fire suppression system?” He muttered, realizing that the sprinklers were not on. Stopping to study a map on the wall, Joseph barreled up a set of stairs before coming to a halt outside a locked room. Swiping Greg’s key card through the scanner, he heard the audible click and buzz of the door unlocking as he entered inside.

“Oh hello.”

Joseph stopped as the voice of a woman addressed him. Looking up, he was confused as he was met by the face of a woman clearly unaffected by the fire. In fact, she was almost serene, taking pleasure in her surroundings as she watched the inferno spread through the security’s main screens.

“You need to get out of here.” Joseph ordered, brushing past the woman as he began to look at the control center for something to indicate the fire suppression system.

“I think you need to leave.” The woman said as she suddenly smashed Joseph’s face into the console in front of him. Stunned and dazed, Joseph slumped to the ground, blood running from his nose, trickling over his chin before dropping to the floor.

“What the hell, lady?” Joseph asked only to be met with a knee to the chin before doubling over, his skull colliding with the floor as his sight began to fade to black.

“You’re interrupting my work.” She mused, turning back to the monitors, fire dancing across her fingers as Joseph lost consciousness.
@Lord Wraith

Oh. I dont know if that would be necessary. With Chic at around the top floor and Easy at the front door, Eli was going to sneak in the back.


Well either way, I'll wait for your post before doing any updating.
@Lord Wraith

Okay. I'm going to post soon.


I will hold off on Cry for Help then, allow Sgt Easy and FantasyChic to respond to your post as necessary.
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