Kimchi said
Can't wait for new hoomanss, but I'm sure Jasper wouldn't be too thrilled XD
What? No, Jasper's going to be thrilled. Seriously.
MUAHAHA
Pachamac Member
- Last Seen: 2 yrs ago
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 1389 (0.31 / day)
- VMs: 0
-
Username history
- Pachamac 12 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
User has no bio, yet
Most Recent Posts
What? No, Jasper's going to be thrilled. Seriously.
MUAHAHA
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond
The entire building was thrown into complete chaos and disarray. As soon as Crimson Justice’s order was given, his bros were unleashed in a fit of rage and anger, charging forwards at the nearest member of security rushing towards them like ants in desperation to stop them. As the many noble men and women, plus serving girls all rushed as quickly as they could to the nearest exit, the bros began to either tackle the security to the ground, or punch and kick their way through the barrage of swinging batons or gunfire.
The battle quickly escalated, breaking out from the lobby and into the nearest rooms available, including the Grande Diamond’s party/casino hall where Aria was. Clive had raced through, throwing to the illusionist hers and Xan’s equipment before splintering a table with his lunge of one guard into it. Somewhere deep inside, Clive, the card dealer’s bro’s heart broke as chips and cards were sent flying into the air. The live jazz band stopped their playing briefly, looking to each other in bewilderment, before carrying on, changing up their score to match the madcap fighting inside.
And as Don’s bros fought on, the rest of the Pride looked to be heading up the lobby’s stairs following Moira’s suggestion, sensing that climbing up the building could be a safe bet to trying to find their missing friends. After all, the place that a fancy head noble honcho in charge would probably be was at the top, wasn’t it? As Amy and Trixie slowly started to scale one set of stairs to the second floor (where the floor then joined into one set of stairs that snaked up the length of the lobby interior like a spiral), Aria had quickly gotten her way to the fourth floor, with Dylan and Lucien on the seventh.
Crimson Justice, meanwhile, was…
Nothin’s Gonna Stand In Our Way
He climbed the stairs with fiery determination. Guard after guard charged towards him, only for the silent soldier to quickly dispatch them with remarkable efficiency. Two guards charged towards him, batons raised high in the air and swinging down with an aim to crack the superhero’s helmeted skull. He caught the first’s arm in mid swing, throwing his knee up to the man’s exposed abdomen and smacking him twice, before then using the guard’s gripped arm as leverage to spin him over and land in painful agony on his back.
The fortunate ones
To be fast and free and young
I want to count myself among
The fortunate ones
We won't be denied
We know that time is on our side
We've got the passion and the pride
We won't be denied
The second guard’s swinging baton swung through empty air, Crimson Justice’s body ducking and swerving out of its path. Before the other man could react, the hero’s left leg swung out in a blur, cracking against the guard’s side. The force of the blow sent the guard barrelling over the edge of the balcony, falling down to land on a fountain drenched sofa below. Crimson Justice continued walking forward, the barrage of guards assailing him at every second doing nothing to break his stride and keep climbing ever higher, no matter what they tried to do.
This generations
With fire in our eyes
Strong are the ties that bind us
We don't need no alibis
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Not tonight
As Crimson Justice continued to climb higher, and higher, his confident walk transformed into a jog, and then a sprint, taking two, and then three, stairs at a time. As guards surrounded him at all angles, he needed all the momentum and adrenaline he could muster on top of his burning passion.
Another three guards charged at him from the stairs to the third floor in front of him, as two more took careful positions with guns trained at him, waiting for a clear shot. The first of the three batons guards was kicked again, this time sent flying through a door and into a relaxed lounging room inside. But then, Crimson Justice’s back was hit by a baton, and the other guard kicked him forwards towards the room’s doorway.
Stumbling forwards, the superhero quickly righted himself, jumping up and gripping the top of the door’s frame as the two lunged behind him. His feet swung up, and then kicked both of the guards in the back of the head and into the room beyond, then dropping down onto terra firma once more. Just as a barrage of bullets fired against him, the majority piercing the plaster of the wall beside him, some of the other punching his body.
The screams of fleeing people were all around, and even now people were still uttering incoherent screams as they raced down as quickly as possible. Crimson Justice’s arm reached up to block his face, the man standing his ground, withstanding all of the bullets… long enough until the rest of the nearby balcony was empty with no one else in the way to risk being hurt. And then, then he charged forwards, resisting the pain.
We want it all
And tonight we got the call
We're running high but we won't fall
We want it all
We won't be denied
Like a breaker at high tide
We're gonna take this sweet joy ride
We won't be denied
Crimson Justice’s racing form slid to the ground, his right foot sliding out and swiping the guard’s legs out from underneath them. As they both collapsed to the ground, Crimson Justice, who had spun back up to his feet, barrelled both his fists into their chests, punching them into the ground hard to knock them completely out of commission. Another two down… possibly hundreds more to go.
Grew expectations
Moments in the sun
We've waited all our lives
And now we know our time has come
It didn’t matter how many there were. Bring them all on! Because-
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Not tonight
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: 10th Floor: Grand Suite
He was still completely motionless, absolutely paralysed with disbelief at the images presented to him on the security monitors he had paid so much money for. At the image of some bizarre gang of intruders bursting into his home, attacking his guards, throwing his party into a complete shambles… he couldn’t believe it all. He just stared, paralysed at the sheer absurdity of it all. The audacity. The impossibility.
Lord Dumont could not wrap his head around such an impossible, senseless act. It beggared belief. For someone, anyone, to try and break into his home, to cause such chaos and destruction. Who did they think they were?!
"Do you know anything about this?!" Iliana shouted desperately, her eyes wild as she turned to Selan and Marcus. "Do you have anything to do with this?! Tell me! Tell me or so help me you will regret it!"
"Hey, the lady asked you a question," Neil finally spoke up, throwing his empty wine glass into the fireplace. The shatter caused Selan to flinch, but she remained silent. "Now that you can talk, you better start..."
The shattering glass was enough to snap Dumont out of his paralysed reverie too, and he turned to watch as his right hand woman and his guest begin to quiz and interrogate the two beautiful women he had just welcomed into his personal home and study. People who had just… yes. Yes, it looked awfully suspicious, he had to admit. Vasco had just told him about the beautiful Miss Leclair’s attempt to use some kind of bewitching, charm magic on him, magic that was undeniably suspicious and without practical reason. Without any practical reason unless it was perhaps linked to the senseless lunacy gripping the bottom of the Grande Diamond, but even then, even then he couldn’t see it. He-
At any rate, the attack downstairs… it needed to be stopped.
“Kenneth.” Dumont turned to the hired mercenary. “Stop this.” His finger pointed to the monitors. “Get your people on this and stop it.”
Kenneth paused, still eyeing the monitors, and then flicking his attention back and forth between them, and to the rest of the individuals inside the room.
“Well?! What are you waiting for!? Go!”
Kenneth sighed, reaching into his suit’s jacket pocket and pulling out a cigarette. He carefully placed it in his lips, and then flicked his lighter’s flame on, sparking the stick up, and inhaling a deep drag of the nicotine inside.
“Now, hold on your grace.” Kenneth started to reply. “I’m head of your security, am I not? I can’t just simply leave your side and leave you in danger here.” The suited man turned, walking towards the crowded group of five. “That would be irresponsible of me to leave you in the presence of three dangerous people who could be connected to this.”
“Three?” Dumont’s eyes grew wide. Neil’s, meanwhile, narrowed tightly.
“You think I have something to do with this?” He asked with obvious aggravation dripping out his voice.
“Could be, for all I know.” Kenneth shrugged, taking another drag. “Sir, I think we should escort you out to somewhere safe-”
“No.” Dumont replied. “No, this is my home. I am not going to be sent running from it by a pack of… by a pack of…” He looked back at the monitors, still unable to comprehend the images of wild, messy juvenile delinquents and strange clothed young men and women battling his security. “By a pack of ridiculous peasant thugs such as this! It’s your job to stop this, Kenneth!”
“Indeed it is. But I can’t leave you unprotected here with them.” Kenneth nodded at the three again. “I don’t know who the women are, but Mr. Hunter here’s the greater risk.”
“And why would I do this?” Neil replied, his hands waving through the air. “We have a near enough done deal, don’t we Mr. Dumont? Following your woman’s report, that is. I don’t stand to gain anything from whatever the hell that is. Heck, if it makes you feel comfortable…” Neil suddenly stopped. He was going to finish the sentence with ‘Pay me for the goods, and I’ll be on my way.’ Yet he wasn’t done… not done at all. His eyes focused on Selan and Marcus again. No, after seeing her… he didn’t really feel like leaving her in Dumont’s hands at all.
Kenneth’s eyes remained trained on Neil. “You and your people are bandits, Mr. Hunter. Why wouldn’t you do this?”
More chaotic sounds and images squawked from the videos and speakers.
"Umm. Kenny? Barty-boy? Heather? Can ya see what ah'm seein'?" A sultry voice spoke out into Kenneth’s ear, and the soothing voice generated a small smile from Kenneth, one born from love for the fun loving woman.
“I’ll be able to in a moment, Mordie darling. Just need to finish up some things here. Heather… how are you doing? You gonna stay in the box or come out and play? And Bart… Bart what are you doing? Are you out?”
“Out?” An angry voice sounded out back into Kenneth’s earpiece. In a room adjacent to the Grande Diamond’s lobby, lying seated in a bed of rubble and debris, Bart’s head lifted up and forwards, shaking from side to side. He stopped, focusing his sights on the ruined and shattered door he was propelled through, and at the battle raging in the room outside. His teeth twisted tight.
“No, I haven’t gotten anywhere close to starting just yet.”
A powerful blow smacked the red haired Berserker in the cheek, sending her flying through the lobby (with Syed trailing behind) and through the double doors into the main party hall and casino that Aria had briefly served in. Lisette and Xandra spun around in shock, before turning back around to the source of Moira’s attacker. Bart, who had now reappeared back on the lobby’s ground floor. The very, very angry man lifted his head up, glaring at the Pride, as energy started to course and twist through his body. Where was the punk who had attacked him?
Who was next?
The entire building was thrown into complete chaos and disarray. As soon as Crimson Justice’s order was given, his bros were unleashed in a fit of rage and anger, charging forwards at the nearest member of security rushing towards them like ants in desperation to stop them. As the many noble men and women, plus serving girls all rushed as quickly as they could to the nearest exit, the bros began to either tackle the security to the ground, or punch and kick their way through the barrage of swinging batons or gunfire.
The battle quickly escalated, breaking out from the lobby and into the nearest rooms available, including the Grande Diamond’s party/casino hall where Aria was. Clive had raced through, throwing to the illusionist hers and Xan’s equipment before splintering a table with his lunge of one guard into it. Somewhere deep inside, Clive, the card dealer’s bro’s heart broke as chips and cards were sent flying into the air. The live jazz band stopped their playing briefly, looking to each other in bewilderment, before carrying on, changing up their score to match the madcap fighting inside.
And as Don’s bros fought on, the rest of the Pride looked to be heading up the lobby’s stairs following Moira’s suggestion, sensing that climbing up the building could be a safe bet to trying to find their missing friends. After all, the place that a fancy head noble honcho in charge would probably be was at the top, wasn’t it? As Amy and Trixie slowly started to scale one set of stairs to the second floor (where the floor then joined into one set of stairs that snaked up the length of the lobby interior like a spiral), Aria had quickly gotten her way to the fourth floor, with Dylan and Lucien on the seventh.
Crimson Justice, meanwhile, was…
He climbed the stairs with fiery determination. Guard after guard charged towards him, only for the silent soldier to quickly dispatch them with remarkable efficiency. Two guards charged towards him, batons raised high in the air and swinging down with an aim to crack the superhero’s helmeted skull. He caught the first’s arm in mid swing, throwing his knee up to the man’s exposed abdomen and smacking him twice, before then using the guard’s gripped arm as leverage to spin him over and land in painful agony on his back.
To be fast and free and young
I want to count myself among
The fortunate ones
We won't be denied
We know that time is on our side
We've got the passion and the pride
We won't be denied
The second guard’s swinging baton swung through empty air, Crimson Justice’s body ducking and swerving out of its path. Before the other man could react, the hero’s left leg swung out in a blur, cracking against the guard’s side. The force of the blow sent the guard barrelling over the edge of the balcony, falling down to land on a fountain drenched sofa below. Crimson Justice continued walking forward, the barrage of guards assailing him at every second doing nothing to break his stride and keep climbing ever higher, no matter what they tried to do.
With fire in our eyes
Strong are the ties that bind us
We don't need no alibis
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Not tonight
As Crimson Justice continued to climb higher, and higher, his confident walk transformed into a jog, and then a sprint, taking two, and then three, stairs at a time. As guards surrounded him at all angles, he needed all the momentum and adrenaline he could muster on top of his burning passion.
Another three guards charged at him from the stairs to the third floor in front of him, as two more took careful positions with guns trained at him, waiting for a clear shot. The first of the three batons guards was kicked again, this time sent flying through a door and into a relaxed lounging room inside. But then, Crimson Justice’s back was hit by a baton, and the other guard kicked him forwards towards the room’s doorway.
Stumbling forwards, the superhero quickly righted himself, jumping up and gripping the top of the door’s frame as the two lunged behind him. His feet swung up, and then kicked both of the guards in the back of the head and into the room beyond, then dropping down onto terra firma once more. Just as a barrage of bullets fired against him, the majority piercing the plaster of the wall beside him, some of the other punching his body.
The screams of fleeing people were all around, and even now people were still uttering incoherent screams as they raced down as quickly as possible. Crimson Justice’s arm reached up to block his face, the man standing his ground, withstanding all of the bullets… long enough until the rest of the nearby balcony was empty with no one else in the way to risk being hurt. And then, then he charged forwards, resisting the pain.
And tonight we got the call
We're running high but we won't fall
We want it all
We won't be denied
Like a breaker at high tide
We're gonna take this sweet joy ride
We won't be denied
Crimson Justice’s racing form slid to the ground, his right foot sliding out and swiping the guard’s legs out from underneath them. As they both collapsed to the ground, Crimson Justice, who had spun back up to his feet, barrelled both his fists into their chests, punching them into the ground hard to knock them completely out of commission. Another two down… possibly hundreds more to go.
Moments in the sun
We've waited all our lives
And now we know our time has come
It didn’t matter how many there were. Bring them all on! Because-
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Nothing's gonna stand in our way
Not tonight
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: 10th Floor: Grand Suite
He was still completely motionless, absolutely paralysed with disbelief at the images presented to him on the security monitors he had paid so much money for. At the image of some bizarre gang of intruders bursting into his home, attacking his guards, throwing his party into a complete shambles… he couldn’t believe it all. He just stared, paralysed at the sheer absurdity of it all. The audacity. The impossibility.
Lord Dumont could not wrap his head around such an impossible, senseless act. It beggared belief. For someone, anyone, to try and break into his home, to cause such chaos and destruction. Who did they think they were?!
"Do you know anything about this?!" Iliana shouted desperately, her eyes wild as she turned to Selan and Marcus. "Do you have anything to do with this?! Tell me! Tell me or so help me you will regret it!"
"Hey, the lady asked you a question," Neil finally spoke up, throwing his empty wine glass into the fireplace. The shatter caused Selan to flinch, but she remained silent. "Now that you can talk, you better start..."
The shattering glass was enough to snap Dumont out of his paralysed reverie too, and he turned to watch as his right hand woman and his guest begin to quiz and interrogate the two beautiful women he had just welcomed into his personal home and study. People who had just… yes. Yes, it looked awfully suspicious, he had to admit. Vasco had just told him about the beautiful Miss Leclair’s attempt to use some kind of bewitching, charm magic on him, magic that was undeniably suspicious and without practical reason. Without any practical reason unless it was perhaps linked to the senseless lunacy gripping the bottom of the Grande Diamond, but even then, even then he couldn’t see it. He-
At any rate, the attack downstairs… it needed to be stopped.
“Kenneth.” Dumont turned to the hired mercenary. “Stop this.” His finger pointed to the monitors. “Get your people on this and stop it.”
Kenneth paused, still eyeing the monitors, and then flicking his attention back and forth between them, and to the rest of the individuals inside the room.
“Well?! What are you waiting for!? Go!”
Kenneth sighed, reaching into his suit’s jacket pocket and pulling out a cigarette. He carefully placed it in his lips, and then flicked his lighter’s flame on, sparking the stick up, and inhaling a deep drag of the nicotine inside.
“Now, hold on your grace.” Kenneth started to reply. “I’m head of your security, am I not? I can’t just simply leave your side and leave you in danger here.” The suited man turned, walking towards the crowded group of five. “That would be irresponsible of me to leave you in the presence of three dangerous people who could be connected to this.”
“Three?” Dumont’s eyes grew wide. Neil’s, meanwhile, narrowed tightly.
“You think I have something to do with this?” He asked with obvious aggravation dripping out his voice.
“Could be, for all I know.” Kenneth shrugged, taking another drag. “Sir, I think we should escort you out to somewhere safe-”
“No.” Dumont replied. “No, this is my home. I am not going to be sent running from it by a pack of… by a pack of…” He looked back at the monitors, still unable to comprehend the images of wild, messy juvenile delinquents and strange clothed young men and women battling his security. “By a pack of ridiculous peasant thugs such as this! It’s your job to stop this, Kenneth!”
“Indeed it is. But I can’t leave you unprotected here with them.” Kenneth nodded at the three again. “I don’t know who the women are, but Mr. Hunter here’s the greater risk.”
“And why would I do this?” Neil replied, his hands waving through the air. “We have a near enough done deal, don’t we Mr. Dumont? Following your woman’s report, that is. I don’t stand to gain anything from whatever the hell that is. Heck, if it makes you feel comfortable…” Neil suddenly stopped. He was going to finish the sentence with ‘Pay me for the goods, and I’ll be on my way.’ Yet he wasn’t done… not done at all. His eyes focused on Selan and Marcus again. No, after seeing her… he didn’t really feel like leaving her in Dumont’s hands at all.
Kenneth’s eyes remained trained on Neil. “You and your people are bandits, Mr. Hunter. Why wouldn’t you do this?”
More chaotic sounds and images squawked from the videos and speakers.
"Umm. Kenny? Barty-boy? Heather? Can ya see what ah'm seein'?" A sultry voice spoke out into Kenneth’s ear, and the soothing voice generated a small smile from Kenneth, one born from love for the fun loving woman.
“I’ll be able to in a moment, Mordie darling. Just need to finish up some things here. Heather… how are you doing? You gonna stay in the box or come out and play? And Bart… Bart what are you doing? Are you out?”
“Out?” An angry voice sounded out back into Kenneth’s earpiece. In a room adjacent to the Grande Diamond’s lobby, lying seated in a bed of rubble and debris, Bart’s head lifted up and forwards, shaking from side to side. He stopped, focusing his sights on the ruined and shattered door he was propelled through, and at the battle raging in the room outside. His teeth twisted tight.
“No, I haven’t gotten anywhere close to starting just yet.”
A powerful blow smacked the red haired Berserker in the cheek, sending her flying through the lobby (with Syed trailing behind) and through the double doors into the main party hall and casino that Aria had briefly served in. Lisette and Xandra spun around in shock, before turning back around to the source of Moira’s attacker. Bart, who had now reappeared back on the lobby’s ground floor. The very, very angry man lifted his head up, glaring at the Pride, as energy started to course and twist through his body. Where was the punk who had attacked him?
Who was next?
1000th OOC post 8D
Hey guys, how're you all doing! :D Caught up on the ICs and I have to say I love all of the chaos going on <3 Absolutely perfect!
I'll get to work on a post after Fox has finished her's. c:
...wait, how many scenes/characters do I have to write?
Don, Marcus/Kenneth/Neil/Dumont, ???, er... >.>; XD
Sorry to hear you couldn't get tickets, Rex. Those prices are insane. :/ But you'll definitely be able to go sometime, I'm sure. Again you have my deepest condolences. I'm on FB <3
Kathi good luck on your test! :D
Hey guys, how're you all doing! :D Caught up on the ICs and I have to say I love all of the chaos going on <3 Absolutely perfect!
I'll get to work on a post after Fox has finished her's. c:
...wait, how many scenes/characters do I have to write?
Don, Marcus/Kenneth/Neil/Dumont, ???, er... >.>; XD
Sorry to hear you couldn't get tickets, Rex. Those prices are insane. :/ But you'll definitely be able to go sometime, I'm sure. Again you have my deepest condolences. I'm on FB <3
Kathi good luck on your test! :D
No worries at missing a round, Rex. ^_^ Work sounds hellaciously busy D: Best of luck with it all today ;A; *hugs*
Okay, so... long post. I kind of had fun there.
Okay, so... long post. I kind of had fun there.
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Grande Suite
“Magic Null, huh? What a handy ability.” Neil’s eyes flickered briefly, as he leaned further back into the sofa, with his arms still outstretched, one hand precariously close to Marcus’ shoulders. His eyes regarded both the startled Lord Dumont and the mischevious Lady Vasco, a beautiful woman who held the expression of an angry lioness. Whether or not it was her intent, it was clear to read the jealousy seeping from her words and demeanour, despite how much she might try to be polite about it. He couldn’t really blame her, all things considered. Selan was… special.
Kenneth as well looked out the corner of his eyes back towards the party, as his body continued to remain fixed in the direction of the security camera monitors. He said nothing, but stared coolly towards Dumont and Vasco, before flicking his eyes to Selan and Neil, interested in seeing the rest of their reactions play out.
“Can’t say she’s wrong though…” The hand nearest Marcus lifted up, curling into a fist which Neil used to prop his head up and fold one leg over the other, casually making himself more comfortable. “Have to confess, I’m pretty interested in knowing why as well.” He stared at Selan, that infernal grin growing ever wider.
Lord Dumont, however, seemed to be absolutely mortified. Succubus magics! Who could have ever imagined?! And… and why?! He had only met this wondrous, beautiful woman, and now he didn’t know whether to feel betrayed, or insulted, or what! He just looked at Selan, his startled expression turning into one of… hurt.
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Ground Floor Bar
Thunderhawk nodded towards Aria as she returned with a request for drinks, deftly preparing her a couple of cocktails in record time and placing them on a tray for her to take back to her ‘master’. The two concoctions provided a mixture of fanciful, wondrous colours of tropical pinks and greens, each fitted with a lemon or lime, umbrella and straw. Thunderhawk gave Aria a silent look as she turned and walked away, one to which she gave a brief smile before vanishing, silently understanding what he was trying to impress.
‘Be careful.’
Then, his hands moved to quickly mix and prepare drinks for Mordie and their noble, Anthony. Both of them wished to be surprised by what Thunderhawk would prepare them, which made his job slightly easier although hearing a specific request wouldn’t have been any greater challenge. He considered both Mordie and Anthony’s personalites and enthusiasm, preparing just the right drinks he thought would satisfy them nicely. On top of that, in the brief moment where his back and the drinks were turned away from the pair… he slipped a little something extra into the drinks. Something that would act slowly, but otherwise necessary. He didn’t really want to have to do that to a woman as stunning and fun as Mordie, but she did say she was security…
The drinks were finished, and laid out before Anthony and Mordie. Anthony’s was a strong drink, whilst Mordie’s was bubbly and light, each, Thunderhawk hoped, would impress the pair, before they fell into slumber in about an hour’s time. He would have done the same for the noble’s drink that Aria was with, but there was no way of being able to tell which he might have drunk, and which she would. She would hopefully make do, though.
The ranger gracefully bowed before his guests.
“I hope you find these pleasing, sir.” He spoke with increasing difficulty.
Los Paraisos: Outside the Grande Diamond
“Okay, fuck this boring shit. I’m going in.”
“…what?!”
Outside the Grande Diamond, still sequestered a short, safe distance away from the mammoth, regal estate, was the remainder of the Pride whom had been left behind when the others infiltrated the building undercover with the hope of finding Estelle, Josette, and possibly the rest of the missing women. During this time, Trixie had remained nested in her bush, her eyes never leaving the guards patrolling outside, whilst Moira, Amy, Syed and Lisette waited outside, silence reigning over them. None seemed interested or willing to talk, not after everything that had happened in the day so far. Moira had tried, but it didn’t avail to much. Amy and Syed were still estranged thanks to their late night marriage, and Lisette was wracked with worry for the still missing Kapi, not to mention all of their concern for Estelle and Josette’s safety. There were short, idle replies to Moira’s attempts, attempts which she eventually gave up bothering with and just tried her best to do what the others did and simply watch the building. To her credit, she had managed thirty minutes. But fuck anymore of that.
“You heard me, I’m going in. Fuck standing around here and doing fucking nothing. C’mon.” Moira repeated. She started stomping towards the Grande Diamond, until Syed rushed to grab her arm.
“Are you… are you crazy?! Didn’t you hear what Thunderhawk said earlier! We can’t just barge into there, we’d spark an international incident! Not to mention the amount of security they’ve got out there! Punching our way in won’t do anything!” Syed tried to reason. Moira stopped to turn back to her allies and returned her usual glare (which was pretty much her neutral expression by default).
“So?”
“So?! Didn’t you understand what Thunderhawk said?! If we were to just walk in, the problems this could cause for us, and the whole of the Artar Guild would be-”
“No, I heard, I’m just confused why you think I care?” Moira frowned. “If it was any one of us kidnapped and trapped inside, Estelle wouldn’t even hesitate to break in, would she?” She flicked her tongue, before wandering her gaze over the rest of her companions. “Besides, she’s our friend and Rachael’s daughter. I mean, Rachael was a bit of a bitch, but I guess that makes her family or something. And you look after family, init?”
Syed didn’t know how to respond to that. In truth, he agreed with her. It took all his will, or his power not to rush in and help Estelle as well. Anywhere else, any other situation and he would do… probably even against security forces as tough as this. But what was holding him back was logic and reason. It wasn’t as simple as Moira made it out to be. “If we were to break in, it’d probably make it worse for Estelle and Josette.” He replied more sternly.
“If we don’t break in, Tiberius will murder you.” Moira put her hand on her hip.
“Tiberius will murder us if we get break in and cause trouble and incite an international incident!” Syed retorted.
“Right, so either way you’re murdered. Might as well do it the right way, eh?”
Vayu help him.
“Guys… don’t fight.” Lisette spoke up, looking to both of the Guilders with distraught tears welling up in her eyes. “We need to stick together okay? We can’t fight amongst each other…”
Amy said nothing, as she watched the conversation. Her thoughts were on Estelle and their friends’ safety, as well as other things…
“Look, Moira. It’s barely been over an hour.” Syed continued. “I think we should… wait at least a little bit longer, shouldn’t we? The others will pull through, trust them.”
Moira just glared at him silently.
“I mean, even Don’s being patient and staying outside, even though it’s his sister who’s been kidnapped! If Don can stay calm, then I think we should-”
“Huh? Don went in ages ago, didn’t he? Why do you keep calling that weird superhero guy Don? That’s obviously not Don. Geez.” Moira rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
“Yeah, okay, whatever. But at least he’s staying outside and-” As Syed’s head turned to look towards the masked superhero Don, time crawled to a slow stop, Syed’s eyes widening in disbelief and fright. Lisette and Amy’s followed suit, as the latter suddenly realised that along with Don, Trixie had also...
A titanic grin formed across Moira’s face.
“Man, I’m telling you. I don’t care how demeaning Lady Vasco is,” The security guard in front of the Grande Diamond’s main entrance rambled on to his partner. “Have you seen those legs? She could punish me in the dungeons all she liked!”
“You are such a freak… Lady Vasco wouldn’t just punish you. She’d kill you. There’s no fun in being dead, you moron. Hmm?” The security’s guard brow raised as a figure slowly walked up to them. “Hey, buddy. This is private property. I’m going to have to ask you to step back. What’s the matter? Lost and looking for the Paraisos Parade or something?”
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Ground Floor
Alan’s face beamed with a proud smile as Aria offered to take over the casino’s mistake with dealers, both confidently and deftly taking a place in the dealer’s seat, shuffling a deck of cards with extreme precision and then dealing the cards out to each of the noble men and women sitting around the table. Alan lifted his drink, taking a gulpful of the refreshing liquid, as he continued to stare at Aria. Normally the other players’ attentions would be on their cards, chips or competing players. But Alan? He couldn’t keep his eyes off Aria. No, no, he had to have her accompany him back to his manor in the Artar Kingdom. He simply had to. She was too good for Dumont’s establishment, far too good.
For now, he was interested and content to play. Especially with his presumptions that with Aria as dealer, he would have all the advantage he would need against his peers.
“Shall we begin then?” Aria smiled.
The ground shook as the sound of something exploding reverberated from the lobby next door.
Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: Ground Floor Lobby
“What was that?!”
Noblemen and women, security guards and serving girls all scrambled to the balcony, peering over the edge to inspect the source of the racketing din that had just disturbed, as throughout the entire building, people snapped to attention with worry. Amongst them were Boris, Lucien and Dylan, who all raced to the nearest balcony to peer over with worry at the source of the calamity. There, at the very bottom, the Grande Diamond’s ground floor of the lobby, something unexpected and shocking had just occurred without warning.
The two wooden doors of the building’s entrance lay in splintered ruins across the floor in front of the rainbow water spewing fountain, two men dressed in sunglasses and suits lying motionless and unconscious atop. Smoke and dust wafted into the air, as from the broken entrance doorway emerged over a dozen shadows striding forwards. Shadows moving calmly and quietly into the Grande Diamond, trailing behind one dust enshrouded figure leading the rest. A figure who’s fist clenched tightly.
From out of nowhere, something was thrown from the top of the eight floor balcony, hurtling through the air down to the ground below like a meteor, stunning every patron inside able to witness it. The next action, a seismic shockwave that sent a nauseating tremor ricocheting throughout the whole building as the thing landed on the ground, alerted and shocked everyone else inside, no matter where they were. More dust and smoke was thrown into the air.
Resting in the massive entrenched crater it had just spawned was a suited man, rising to his feet, dusting himself off. Bartholomew Rant, the Suit Mercenary’s “Mr. Clubs”, drew up tall and large, a sadistic grin painted across his face as he looked at the intruders before him. The man had taken a leap off from the building’s eight floor and landed without a single scratch!
“About fucking time!” Bart yelled, as energy coursed and shifted through his body. Suddenly, the man's heavy weight vanished, and with surprising speed and litheness, his legs automatically propelled him forwards towards the twenty some intruders. From his suit’s sleeves emerged two metal poles the length of his forearms, gripped tightly at their handles and aimed towards the first figure’s head. Tonfas. “I was growing so fucking bored sitting around and now I get to smash some hea-
Bart’s comment was never finished as the figure lunged forwards, appearing through the smoke as a red and white blur. Something flashed briefly, before a white fist was sent flying outwards, surrounded by a pulsating red and yellow energy. Energy that connected with Bart’s face, sending him recoiling and flying backwards with impossible power, straight through the marble fountain, several other statues and finally the wall at the far end with frightening velocity.
From the parting smoke and dust of the building’s entrance, the onlookers inside the Grande Diamond’s lobby could finally see who, or rather what, the attacker was.
Crouched on his feet, right arm held out straight to the ground, hand pulled tight into a fist, was a man clad from head to toe in a red and white form fitting costume with a brilliant black, billowing jacket. A bright red helmet with black visor reflected the overhead lights, casting a terrific shine throughout the lobby. From the man’s right fist, dying flickers of red, orange and yellow drifted into the air above him, with smoke wafting up from his fist. The unbelievable stranger had a name. And that name was-
“OH MY APPLESANDMACARONIPIE DID YOU SEE THAT?!” Trixie shouted, as the dust parted around her too, to reveal the diminutive wondergirl standing determined at the Grande Diamond’s entrance, arms folded over her chest, the same way the rest of the nineteen men with her posed. “I mean, er, yeah.”
“WHAT THE HELL?!” Syed screamed as he and the rest of the Pride caught up. He, Amy and Lisette were at a speechless loss, whilst Moira quickly raced as far ahead as her bond could carry to pose in the same way the rest of the bros did, swiping one of their spare sunglasses as she did. “Since when did Don have fire magic?!”
“That’s not fire magic, bro.” One of the bros’ heads shook and finger wagged at him. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, the unmistakable hair made it impossible to not recognise that it was Tom.
“That… that’s manly passion.”
Crimson Justice’s body slowly rose from his crouch, his right arm lifting up, into the air, to point at the very top of the Grande Diamond’s ceiling. Specifically, at a distant security camera nestled all the way at the very top.
“What… what on Ddaear is that?” Lord Dumont asked, his eyes transfixed at the indescribable scene broadcast for all in the room to see. Iliana, Neil, Kenneth, Selan and Marcus were all at a loss for words, seeing the image of a superhero looking slightly off camera, his finger pointed straight at them.
His hand flexed and shifted, his index finger retreating to his palm and his thumb rising up, his arm twisting slightly – the point becoming a thumbs up. But before it could linger, it twisted, pointing straight downwards.
Don’s bros’ howled as one, as the security guards scrambled for their weapons and all bedlam broke out through the Grande Diamond.
Heya everyone! ^o^
Rex you have my most heartfelt condolences. :( I hope you and your bro can get some tickets. You know where to talk to me. c: <3
Good luck everyone with homeworks and works D: Kathi you'll do great on your biology and physics, don't worry! <3 And Tae, focus on that homework >:O Danni, best of luck with your work's gala and Buns and Fox you can put your feet up and enjoy your breaks you lazy arses >:c
I'll catch up on the posts in a little bit. ^_^
EDIT: Also Eye of the World Kathi yussss
I've read the first four chapters so far and it's a pretty good beginning. The only criticism I had of it so far is that it throws in a hell of a lot of characters at the start with really weird names which makes it take a while to remember who's who D| Tricky for me since I'm such a visual medium type guy. I needs pictures D|
Rex you have my most heartfelt condolences. :( I hope you and your bro can get some tickets. You know where to talk to me. c: <3
Good luck everyone with homeworks and works D: Kathi you'll do great on your biology and physics, don't worry! <3 And Tae, focus on that homework >:O Danni, best of luck with your work's gala and Buns and Fox you can put your feet up and enjoy your breaks you lazy arses >:c
I'll catch up on the posts in a little bit. ^_^
EDIT: Also Eye of the World Kathi yussss
I've read the first four chapters so far and it's a pretty good beginning. The only criticism I had of it so far is that it throws in a hell of a lot of characters at the start with really weird names which makes it take a while to remember who's who D| Tricky for me since I'm such a visual medium type guy. I needs pictures D|
8D I'll be able to make them once I know what type of classes people will make. What'd Jasper be? The obvious is a Healer, but I think it could be cool to see something different and unusual for her? 8D
Fox said *MMO esque rp shenanigan explanations*
BRING IT ONNNNNNNNNN
Vincent hits hard
NOW HE HITS HARDER
is willing to make castshots for everybody too if they can give me their char's pics 8D
*nominates Hakuren as the tank, sponging up everyone's attacks like the nice guy he is* 83
Dylan protecting him? I wouldn't trust Danni for that... >.>;
Oh well Lucien. It was a good ride. Legend of Heroes indeed. Or maybe...
ELAINE BURSTS IN USING HER MOTHERLY SENSES TO PROTECT HER POOR CHILDREN
Then straps them down for medicines
muahaha
BTW GUYS
GUYS
OMFG GUYS
THERE'S A NEW STEEL PANTHER ALBUM. SOMEONE HOLD ME.
Oh well Lucien. It was a good ride. Legend of Heroes indeed. Or maybe...
ELAINE BURSTS IN USING HER MOTHERLY SENSES TO PROTECT HER POOR CHILDREN
Then straps them down for medicines
muahaha
BTW GUYS
GUYS
OMFG GUYS
THERE'S A NEW STEEL PANTHER ALBUM. SOMEONE HOLD ME.
© 2007-2026