MonsieurShade

Gotham (Always Open)

MZambos said
Because that didn't sound creepy at all.

T'is the nature of the clown my friend. You can thank Evil's pennywise avatar for any future comments I make in regards to the devouring of children~

Gotham (Always Open)

Thank ye both kindly. By the way, Evil, any luck catching those pesky children for dinner?

Gotham (Always Open)

And thus the Shade's attention has been drawn. Let the festivities commence~

Name: Vatan Ranesh
Alias: Vincent Bell (human name)/Hunter(vigilante name)

Age: 21 (by human standards)
Gender: Male

Vigilante or Villain? Vigilante
Type: Alien

Personality: Vincent is a fairly mellow and fairly straight forward kind of guy when he isn't taking to the streets as Hunter, and could even be considered brotherly by some due to the fact that he treats almost everyone he meets with familiarity and kindness. As Hunter, Vincent is cold and precise, a vigilante that prefers to wear down his opponents both physically and mentally with a combination of hit and run tactics and psychological warfare. He believes that life isn't worth being feared on one side if one isn't loved on the other.
Abilities: Vincent boasts strength and agility that if compared to earth creatures, would be on par with that of an adult male bengal tiger, as well as a heightened sense of sight, particularly night vision.

History: Vatan (or Vincent as he now prefers to be called) comes from a planet that is primarily covered in dense jungles with small stretches of desert and oceans separating them. Centuries of evolution to avoid falling prey to the vicious predators that inhabit this planet have made Vincent's race highly adaptable, as well as, physically superior to many other races of a similar size to their own. This of course, meant that when his people discovered space travel, they quickly found themselves filling the roles of interstellar mercenaries, security officers, bounty hunters, and animal trappers with relative ease. It was this way for quite a while, and Vincent himself was set to become a bounty hunter under his father's tutelage. When he finally finished his training, and had bagged a few bounties on his own, Vincent set off into the vast reaches of space to find his own little section of the universe to call his hunting grounds. He of course found earth. It has been two years since he came to earth, and so far, he's been rather content with traveling the globe in search of bounties with Gotham as his home base.

Other: He has a feline-like alien named Alli that he found after catching an alien poacher a few years before he came to earth. Alli is rather intelligent and fiercly loyal to Vincent, often assisting him on his hunts.

Operation Hell's Fury(Reboot)

I...I thought everyone had pretty much left the shop itself and were simply in the area ._. If it helps, I could perhaps edit my post so that the front of the shop was blown up seeing as we were all stored in the back.

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Jacque smirked and cracked his neck as Rachel told him to take the lead, "With pleasure mon ami, let's be off. I hope the captain has good insurance." he said with a small chuckle as he began walking in the direction that the surviving pirates had begun running in. As he walked through the abandoned market place, something on one of the tables caught his eye: to his left, on the table lay a cane sword and its sheath, "Oooh, pretty." he said as he gingerly picked up the weapon and examined it. The sword's blade was thin but solid, surprisingly well balanced even with the large handle and as Jacque ran his finger lightly across the edge, he learned it was still razor sharp by the cut that appeared on his finger. Not even stopping to think about it seeing as the vendor had long since ran off in the chaos of the breakout, Jacque sheathed the weapon, tucked it under his arm, and licked away the blood on his finger, 'I'm gonna die of blood loss one of these days. Well, that or from smoking too much.' he mused as he nodded at Rachel and continued towards the ship at a decent pace.

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*flops onto the internet* I have...returned....lawdy my knees are killing me. x_x

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Things were going rather well for Jacque at the moment: He had slain a decent amount of pirates already and now had five bodies to take part in his 'puppet show', each being controlled by two fingers. With the pirates that had attempted to quell the prisoner escape all either dead or severely wounded, Jacque felt it was high time that he wrapped up his show and finally saw to leaving the wretched planet behind. Jacque reentered the market place, though he kept his eye on the street outside for any sign of reinforcements, "Well now Mr.Merchant, here we are, your suppliers dead, your products released, your customers scared off, and your store damaged and soon to be destroyed by moi. I gotta ask, was it worth it? The trading of the lives of sentient beings for fucking MONEY?" Jacque said as he loomed over the shop owner who lay before him. Having not moved after giving Jacque the key for fear of being shot, the merchant stared up at Jacque through one eye -the other having been crusted shut by dry blood and tears- and spoke "You..come...kill me...now?", it asked with choppy english. Jacque crouched and pet Coal over the head like a villain stroking their cat, "No...no not even close. Y'see, what you've done is pretty terrible, but I don't feel that there's a lesson to be learned from vengeful murder. Instead, i'm going to let you live, live with the knowledge that the creature you were going to sell not only destroyed your shop, but refused to end your life after taking that which you worked hard to gain. You'll know what it's like to have everything taken from you, just like the people you've sold." Jacque explained with a soft smile on his face.
The shaman snatched the merchant up my his shirt and dragged him out of the shop. "Alright gentlemen, you've got one last job to do." Jacque shouted to the corpses as he got far enough back before willing them into the shop. Once they all entered the premises, Jacque had each of the corpses activate any explosives they had on their persons, be it via pulling a pin or pressing a button. As Jacque clasped his hands over his ears, the alien merchant looked on in shock and horror as its store went up in a series of explosions and flames before letting out a shrill shriek of dismay. "I feel as though I should make some sort of one liner here. Instead I think i'll be getting off this rock. I'm sure that slaver ship has an escape shuttle or two it could spare." Jacque said before walking away. The shaman stopped as he noticed Rachel again and whistled to get her attention, "I think it's time I paid our transporters a visit. Y'know, pop in, talk shop, beat the piss out of em, and steal an escape shuttle. You in?".

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Amalvi said

Dat face. Basically everyone's either doing their damnedest to escape, or just wrecking shit for their own reasons.
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@Lex
Your cat is your cat :D brick'd

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Jacque snorted as Rachel referred to his life as interesting and spoke of the joys of kicking ass. With her cuffs free, Jacque rolled his head a bit, eliciting a series of cracks from his neck just as Rachel told him her name, "Nice t'meetcha Rachel. I'm Jacque." he stated with a polite nod before jogging over to one of the downed guards that Spartan had kicked earlier. The shaman had to move fast, for while he may have been fortunate enough to avoid being attacked thus far, it wouldn't be long before more pirates or this planet's authorities showed up. The pirate was of course dead, his bones shattered and stabbing through the flesh in several places, however for what Jacque had planned, he didn't need a living body- just some fresh blood. "Coal, the wounds on my hands are healing, you mind being a dear and remedying that for me?" Jacque inquired as he waved he hand in front of the serpent. Coal was only to happy to oblige, and quickly sunk her teeth into Jacque's palm before letting go. "Ouch. Thanks Coal." Jacque said as he began to trace symbols with the blood that welled up onto the corpse's forhead, hands and the bottom of his boots, "M ap ba nou, mannken mwen strings yo mwen te senyen, ou va danse tankou si vivan menm si klèman mouri. Maryonèt nan san." he chanted as he placed his hands over the corpse's eyes. The pirate suddenly began to jitter and convulse as though alive, and as Jacque stood and curled his fingers slightly, the corpse rose, "I may not be a necromancer, but who needs one when you can make your own flesh puppets?" the shaman mused.

Jacque's fingers danced like a marionette as he willed the corpse to pick up its fallen weapons and follow him out of the shop, whereupon exiting he had the body open fire on a pair of slavers that had been drawn from their ship due to the commotion. Jacque smirked as he began to walk towards them, "More puppets to join my show...".

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Stryder said
Oh my gosh *crawls into apartment*

I know that feel man. I know that feel. I'd have posted sooner but I barely had enough time to shower and feed my snakes after I got back from work before passing the fuck out in my bed.