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Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@sharksama@Deathsong12@xChrome

The fog slowly lifted from the city streets giving clear view of the night sky. Such a beautiful sight it was to Claudia, the velvet skies bespeckled with tiny, twinkling stars, the pale glow of the full moon bathing the city streets and the two women who tarried down them towards the Scarlet Carson Tavern.

Claudia looked down at the girl, a small frown contorting her ruby lips as ahe sighed, "Ettie dear...not to sound rude, but you've done all you could tonight. Admittedly, I am disappointed in you for how this night had gone, but your well being is my only concern for now, sugar." Maybe Minerva was right, the damn cantankerous crow, maybe Claudia shouldn't be so damn soft, but she was afraid of losing those she held dear once more.

As they rounded the hill, the boy Collin met up with them. "I heard everything, ma'am." The blonde boy spoke, sadness and dismay in his words. "Minerva sent one of her messenger ravens; she's pissed beyond belief, Claudia."

Claudia grimaced biting her lip. Good to know they ruffled their leader's black feathers, "Hmmm...then I suppose we are all in for a tongue lashing..." Unlike Claudia, the hardened veteran wouldn't be so lenient toward poor Etoiles. It was where the two women butted heads always. Claudia treated the Rebels as her family, but for Minerva, they were her army, her violent crusade against the ills of the rich and their corrupt oligarchy.

They stepped through the door of the tavern, out into the cold of the night and into the soothing warmth of the barroom. Claudia gently laid the weary, wounded girl across an empty table, gently petting Etoile's head. "Collin, please bring me a bottle of scotch from the shelf and a washcloth."

"Y-yes ma'am." Collin nodded concerned. "Is Etoiles going to be okay, Claudia?" He grabbed the bottle of scotch and cloth as his lieutenant commanded

Claudia answered, a soft sigh exhaled, "For the time being. A few lacerations, but nothing too major, and....oh gods..." She noticed the girl's bare foot...mangled by a savage looking gunshot wound. "Those bastards..." She snarled under her breath. How dare they do this to an innocent child, her dear Etoiles. Claudia took the cloth and poured a bit of scotch onto it. "This might hurt a little, honey." She cooed. "But we'll need to disinfect those wounds." Gently she dabbed the cloth against the cuts and the brutal gunshot wound. Oh the wounds, so numerous, only a blackhearted bastard such as Samuel, Samael Claudia called him after the Abyssal demon, could invoke such vicious harm upon a sweet young girl as she.

Collin had gone to search for medical supplies, leaving the two alone in the tavern. Suddenly, a chill crept up Claudia's spine. She gasped, turning toward the door. "Minerva?" No...it didn't feel like the stern woman's presence. Claudia was tailed here...by the Parliament.

Gone With the Blastwave: Cause War Can Be Boring Too

"War. War never changes. Men do, through the roads they- HOLY SHIIIIIIIIT!" *womp*

"Wow....I can't believe you pushed that guy off the building."

"Meh. I was bored." *looks down* "Oh hey check it! The blue dropped his radio!" *picks it up*

"Uh...I don't think that's..."

"Shhh! Quiet Church! I'm talking now!" *ahem* "Uhhhh...hi! We're the Reds. I'm Mike."

"And I'm Church. Now can you please..."

"Dude, shut up! I'm trying to record here!"

*facepalm* "Oh for fuck sakes!"

"Yeah umm...shit where was I? Oh! Yeah, we're the Reds! We've been stuck in this damn city fighting the Blues and the Yellows for uh...what reason Church?"

*sighs* "To win the war. Now Mike, seriously, the Blues could..."

"Fuck the Blues, man! We kick their asses all the time! Bunch of pussies! Now where was I? Ummm..."

"Huh? Oh shit! They're here! Mike the Blues are...!"

"Like I was saying, we've been fighting the Blues and the Yellows for years now, and we haven't found our way out of the city yet. Sooo...if anybody could like tell us where the exit is or uh...maybe give us some supplies or something, that would be great."

"Mike, the Blues are here! MIKE!!"

"WHAT DAMMIT?!"

*gun click*

"......Uhhh...hi! Do you guys want your radio back?"

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So as you can tell, I'm a big fan of Gone With the Blastwave. One of my favorite webcomics of all time. I would love to do an RP based around it or something in the similar vein of a military RP that doesn't take itself seriously and is loaded with dark humor.

The Hidden Superhumans ( Superhero Roleplay )

@DriveEMOut@Alisdragon911@ineffable

m.youtube.com/watch?v=FGtXuNbOgcY

Evelyn looked down at the handle, examining it even further as the shooting pain in her foot subsided. Sure enough, she could see the faint outline of a door hidden in the dirt. She reached for the handle and grabbed it, pulling on it as hard as she could. "Ugh! Damn this thing's heavy!" Evelyn grunted. It wouldn't budge almost, but soon she pulled the door open giving a mighty yank.

Before them, the path was dark, a set of stairs leading underground into a black abyss. "I'll go first." Evelyn said to the others. "Ya know. Just to make sure there ain't some kind of giant spider down here or something." And into the dark she disappeared climbing down the stairs. The deeper she went, the light slowly receded until Evelyn couldn't even see her nose in front of her face.

She stumbled in the dark corridor leaning against the wall. Suddenly, she felt something metallic grace her fingers. A light switch?

Ev flipped it on. Before her very eyes, the lights flickered on one by one, and she found herself standing in the middle of a gigantic room, the walls lined with several upon several flat screen monitors that glowed a fluorescent shade of blue. There were insane amounts of computers and technology everywhere she looked. It was like a military base...underground.

"Woah.... Guys...you should...totally check this out!"

She was only bluffing when she thought about the super losers having a secret lair, but this....Evelyn practically ate her own words.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@Deathsong12@sharksama

Claudia stood stern over the girl, her face hard as steel with two firm, glaring blue eyes upon Etoiles. What a disaster this night had been for the rebellion. First, the munitions warehouse is raided and three of their best marksmen end up dead. Then, that scum of the earth governor reveals to Claudia so smug that their lieutenants had all been assassinated. It was a Night of Long Knives all over again. To say the woman was angry was an understatement.

Her teeth grit, she was about let the reckless fool have it all, one hell of a tongue lashing to remember....but alas, how could Claudia ever be mad at that adorable face of Etoiles. She sighed letting her anger go and knelt down hugging the sweet young girl, "Just promise me you'll never do anything reckless again, sweetie. You had me worried sick." She cradled the tiny body carefully in her arms with a soft smile, lifting Etoiles and carrying her. "Come now, Ettie. Those wounds will need to heal before you ever venture out again."

The masked man stood hidden in the veil of shadows. Eventhough Claudia could not see him, she could tell Volas was near. "Volas darling, I'll need you to alert the others of this attack. Tell Minerva to bring her men to the tavern. We need to regroup and formulate a counter attack soon. The Parliament is thinning our numbers."

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@sharksama @DriveEMOut

Claudia saw the girl through the open doorway, a sight that made her blood run cold. Her Etoiles, the poor, sweet girl, what had those monsters done to her? She had thought the men she served back in the brothel were savage, but this...it took all she had not to yank the pistol from her garter and put a bullet between that smug bastard's eyes. Claudia, she seethed with anger seeing the grievous wounds upon Etoiles. Those would need healing fast, of course after the woman got done scolding the reckless beauty.

"I don't want any trouble, governor! Hand her over and we shall go!" Claudia stood firm, even as the Governor's men drew down on her. Her fists were clenched to her sides, her eyes ablaze with fury. She smirked. "You've made your show of power here, dear governor, but don't you think you're overcompensating a little?" That last scoff was dripping with venom.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@sharksama @DriveEMOut

The tavern was quiet this time of night, no tankards clinking, songs singing, nothing but the subtle crackling of the hearth's flame.

Claudia stood behind the bar, softly humming to herself as she wiped down a few empty mugs and tankards and set them back. Not a soul around but her as her tired blue eyes looked around surveying the empty tables and chairs. At least earlier it was festive as always, but alas, she didn't like that feeling, loneliness. When she was alone, she thought. When she thought, she remembered. And when she remembered, she...

Cut it out!

She gave herself a mental slap on the wrist, resuming her lovely singing to herself while she wiped down the counter.

The door swung open suddenly, catching the woman offguard. She gasped, her eyes dilated at the sight of the man beaten and drenched in blood. He stood in the doorway panting, shivering, his eyes full of fear.

"Collin! Good lord!" Claudia looked at the man worried. "What happened to you? Where are the others?"

"It...it was the Enforcers!" Collin shakily answered. "They ambushed us! They...they killed everyone, Claudia!"

Claudia gasped, her heart sinking in her chest. The fools, she warned them not to get so cocky, now Brian, Joseph, and Levi...such fine young men...they were all dead, so was... No! She couldn't be!

"What about Etoiles?!" Claudia grabbed the boy by his shoulders, practically shaking him. "Please Collin, tell me she is okay!"

"She is!" Collin gulped. "But the Governor has her! They're torturing her right now, Claudia! We have to stop them!"

Thank the gods Etoiles was alive, but the news was even grimmer than Claudia expected. "Let's hurry then!" She broke away from Collin and grabbed the small pistol from behind the bar, cocking back the hammer. "I'm not much of a fighter, so you will have to cover me, boy. Can you still fight?" She asked Collin while reaching for her red shawl and throwing it over her shoulders.

"Y-yes ma'am!" Collin quickly nodded.

"Good." Said Claudia already running out the door into the foggy city streets. "Now make haste!"

Collin followed behind the woman clutching his rifle tight. Claudia, she may not have the skill of a fighter, but she damn well had the spirit. You could just see the fire blazing in her eyes.

Not long, the two had arrived. "I'll cover you from the hill." Collin whispered overlooking the warehouse. The Governor's Enforcers were swarming the place. Claudia was either brave...or drunk to think she could just mosey up to the pompous bastard. "Are you sure he will listen to you, ma'am?"

"If he doesn't...then shoot him, Collin. At least I'll die happy knowing he'll be in Hell." Claudia stated grimly. Down the hill she went towards the warehouse, emerging from the black shadows into the pale light of the moon. The cold chill of steel against her bare thigh, it was a gentle assurance from the flintlock tucked in her garter.

Boldy she stepped out front of the warehouse, calling out, "Let the girl go you bastards!"

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@DriveEMOut Thanksies! ^__^

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@xChrome Point. XD Eh, I'll think of something later.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@xChrome XD Nah nah! I plan on keeping Claudia, I mean like make another character who is more combat oriented. And the tavern is sorta the Rebels' secret hideout in a way. Anywho, I'm still waiting on @DriveEMOut to accept my cs.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

@xChrome clamjammed Yeah...that would be a nice idea frankly... eheh ^///^; Hmmm...poor Etoiles. I feel like I need to save her but Claudia would just end up getting killed. I need another character.