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| Topic Started: Apr 17 2015, 02:11 AM (902 Views) | ||
| Luffy1045 | Apr 17 2015, 02:11 AM Post #1 | |
Let the flan flow through you.
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This was going to be quite a day. Michael Walker could feel it as he walked down the streets of Trillium. His city. He had grown fond of it in a way and he was happy he had been able to grow strong enough to be able to protect it. It took some backlog methods, some sneaky ways and a whole lot of arm-wrestling, but together with the rest of the Guild and the blessing of the Guild Master, Michael had been able to put a semblance of order in the city. Not that anyone would actually know. No one in this country knew his real name. Trillium knew him as Elias Colt and it was good this way. Being the guild's enforcer was dangerous business, so whatever room he took, he either went by "Percy Jackson" or "Chase Warren". If they never knew his name, they could never actually catch him. In any case, walking down the streets of Trillium in the evening used to be a dangerous business, but now they were safe, and civilians noticed it, because they were out having fun. Who said being in the dark side meant shedding no light for others? He felt it though, a sense of disturbance in the air. He knew he would have to fight or at least take out his weapons to fend off people, but who? Who would dare disturb Raven Tail's city, his city? |
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| 栄 Zaber | Apr 17 2015, 05:05 AM Post #2 | |
Water Dragon Slayer
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It was going to be a fun day-- for Suijin in more ways than one. He had heard of Trillium and the dark guild that had dwelled there. In truth, it had appealed to him. A city of sin, debauchery and pleasures that a man like him could want. A city of casinos and entertainment. While it was still a city with plenty of residents and shops, it was deeply ensconced in lights, drink and pleasure. The rogue monk certainly could see himself spending time in this city. While he did in fact consider joining Raven Tail-- it was not his style. Plus the distinct lack of water made this place not ideal for his preferred element, especially now that he was a Dragon Slayer of the sea. Aside from the fountains that were around the area of the casinos and square of the city-- there was no natural bodies of water around. Plus in the end, Suijin found Tartaros to his liking. A place for warriors, where chaos and natural laws were respected-- the survival of the fittest. It was the only true law of the world for him and he valued it. So did the guild he allied himself with. Beside him as he walked into the city, was his trusty and somewhat annoying companion-- Vector the crocodile. Yes he was a strange crocodile on two legs, wearing sneakers, gloves, gold-bling chain and a pair of headsets on his head. The little green creature was almost skipping in joy to be there. "What I tell ya?! Not a bad place eh? Forget Akane-- this place got it all! I could settle down here, ya know!" Vector shouted in glee-- the crocodile thrilled to be in the city. "I can just hear the sweet sound of that money calling my name!" Suijin just rolled his eyes at his little partner. The crocodile loved money and was the Tartaros' Team's 'self appointed boss' in his urge to get as much money as he could. Nothing motivated him more than making it big. Suijin, while perhaps a part of his past as a monk, cared little for money. "Take it easy, croc. The casinos ain't going anywhere," Suijin said lightly. Honestly, he found more interest to find a few ladies at the local bar to entertain him if he could far more than just mere gambling. The playboy had his moments. "So we can go right? its not too early to hit the slots and the black jack table? Come on, I'm busting here!" Vector exclaimed, almost making a scene in the street. Then again, who wouldn't notice a walking, talking crocodile? Trailing behind his eager friend, Suijin made his way down the street in hopes to find something fun for them to do. "Quit Betting. We are here already, so let's have some fun," He said. Little did he know there would be fun brewing up in town that excited him far more than any casino. A battle royal in the streets of this unlawful city. (Important Note: Stating this for the official record-- willing to participate in this thread/event/whatever. HOWEVER, will only do PVP combat with the exception of no fatal attacks. No deaths from myself or against me. That is all. ) Edited by Zaber, Apr 17 2015, 05:07 AM.
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| Shuyin | Apr 18 2015, 05:10 AM Post #3 | |
Killer Lord, The Silencer of Men.
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| 栄 Fafnir Rakesh | Apr 18 2015, 10:53 AM Post #4 | |
Sarcasm. Because beating the shit out of people is illegal.
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Ranth had never seen Trillium before it had been reduced to rubble by a catastrophic event that some claimed to have been done by a dragon. Nearly a year ago (or was that two years?) rumours would have one believe that the queen of dragon's descended upon it and nearly wiped it off the face of the map entirely. Supposedly Trillium had once been regaled a'the city of the winds', but now it was a rather industrious looking place thanks to the many in progress structures, scaffolding and machinery. It gave the place a seedy, run down feel that would normally be expected of somewhere like High Noon or Dandelion Sector. In any case, Ranth was here on a whim after hearing about the alleged return of someone named Michael Walker. Allegedly a member of Raven Tail (although Ranth found this hard to believe, as he'd never heard so much as a whisper of anybody of worth residing in Raven Tail), who had apparently dropped off the face of the earth only to return as inexplicably as he'd departed quite some time ago. From Ranth's perspective, all he really knew was that a mage powerful enough that word had reached the Grimoire Heart guild in Acacia within 24 hours of him first setting foot on Fioran soil was in Trillium. Beyond that, Ranth knew nothing of the man save for a vague description that seemed about as accurate and reliable as the weekly weather forecast (which is to say not at all). Of course, Ranth hadn't come for an autograph. But there was something that the man could give him and that was a taste of his magic. Perched idly atop the windmill in the centre of the city, Ranth watched the crowds mill about below him and rested his chin against his hand and sighed. "Now if I were a mage in this god forsaken place... where would I be?" he mused quietly to himself. Ranth's outfit on this day consisted of long pants, a white jacket with vertical stripes and a red cape of sorts with a soft white fur lining that he slung over one shoulder like a makeshift blanket. Not the most outlandish outfit ever, but certainly not the most normal either. Not too far away, Ranth could hear the telltale sounds of Trillium's entertainment sector carrying down the street towards the main square where he was perched. Trust a city to rebuild its casino's and brothels before its libraries and schools he thought with a wry smile and a sad shake of his head. Edited by Fafnir Rakesh, Apr 18 2015, 10:57 AM.
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| Luffy1045 | Apr 23 2015, 04:06 PM Post #5 | |
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Let the flan flow through you.
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OOC Michael's fingers were itchy to take out his weapons and shoot someone, but that was just it... There was no one. The young man sighed and simply walked towards the more, ah, "entertaining" part of town. As much as he didn't like it or enjoy it, he understood the use of casinos and brothels (masked as modeling agency). Malcolm had explained to him that in order for Trillium to effectively thrive and stand on its own two feet, they had to bring as much money as they could. The most effective way to do so was to appeal to the human's sinful side. Lust, pride, envy, gluttony... The entertainment sector truly went and ex^;ported those human aspects. With that money, Raven Tail had been able to take down all other gangs, mobs and mafias residing in Trillium. The next step would be to help the Trillium office do its job: installing more schools, more security and such, all the while making Raven Tail not accessible to the general public. The Raven Tail guildmaster told him that every once in a while, he should pass by their business investment and make sure no one would interfere with their expansion and growth. As he walked, he noticed two men with a walking... crocodile? Alligator? He was interested in the anthropomorphic creature for a few moments, until his focus went back to his role of enforcer. He passed by the blond haired man (Ranth), and while he did sense his power, since the man didn't talk to him or stopped or anything, he didn't bother talking to him or doing anything about it. He went inside the brothel. He could faintly hear the moaning of pleasuring upstairs, but he focused on his goal. Brian Nelson. One of the many occupants saw him and got scared. He turned to the man besides him and hit him with his elbow, as if to signify to look. Everyone of those guys looked at him, the silence filling the whole room. He went to the barman. "Can I get you anything, Elias?" Michael smiled and the barman understood. Rhum and coke on the rocks. He sipped a little then looked at the barman. "Where's Nelson?" The barman pointed subtly in one direction. Nelson was drinking so carelessly, Michael honestly believed he would get the money. "Yo Nelso! Long time no see!" Nelson instantly tensed up. Well well well... You idiotic fool, you really think Malcolm was going to forget you? "L-l-look Elias, I'll get the money soon, just give me a few more days!" Michael was not amused. "I don't decide these things, Nelson. You know the rule-" A fist went flying towards him, but he easily intercepted it. He then twisted it, cracking the bone. Nelson screamed in agony. Michael then flunged him across the wall. "Challenging me is challenging Malcolm Gandor's authority. Raven Tail's authority." If any of the other mages were in the area or looking in direction of the brothel, they would hear a large thud, a loud smash of windows and a man flying out of it. He was battered and bruised. Nelson looked at Ranth. "H-h-help... me... He's... a monster..." Michael walked out of the brothel, visibly annoyed by this turn of events. "You have some nerve Nelson. We protected you from Yondu and his band of misfits, gave you safe passage through the Mazahar Basin when you looking for your lost daughter, and now you defy us?" He continued walking towards Nelson, completely ignoring anyone who was looking or was near. "I understand you know. You want to show the world you aren't afraid of Raven Tail. But this isn't about being afraid, Mr. Nelson." He took one of his pistols, the white one, and shot him in the leg. "It's about having respect and honouring your engagements. You didn't meet your end of the bargain." |
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| 栄 Zaber | Apr 24 2015, 01:50 AM Post #6 | |
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Water Dragon Slayer
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Suijin kept his mind clear as he walked the streets. There was corruption in all areas of the streets. Some to his liking, others not so much. He could smell blood among behind the glittering walls and streets nearby. His sense of smell was both a blessing and a curse. He had passed by the nearby 'salon' but his nose told him otherwise. He smirked, looking like his kind of fun. Nothing made him happier than being adored and serviced by several ladies to his whim and desire. Good thing he wasn't a monk anymore.. at least the steriotype others had called to the role as such. Looking around, Vector spotted the casino nearby-- which just so happened to have been the home of the Raven Tail guild. Needless to say, the crocodile got giddy at the very nature of slots, cards and money to be won from it. Dollar signs shined in his eyes. "Um... Suijin, do you mind if I... ya know? Go and try my hand at the games?" he asked, wanting to be sure they were not pressed for anything. Suijin shrugged and gave the crocodile a nod. "In a while, crocodile," he said, waving him off. Vector gave a jump of joy and scampered towards the casino, eager to win big bucks. However, not long after Suijin waved Vector off to have fun and he was about to go into the brothel for his kind of fun--- he smelled something in the air! A familiar scent! His senses have grown so sharp now he could determine individual scents and this one struck a wrong cord with him. Could it be his half brother... no, it was someone else. Someone who had paid him great insult by taking his magic and using it against him. ANd there he was, near a scuffle outside after some guy was about to shoot some other sap in the leg. Why? He didn't feel compelled to get involved. It was nothing to concern him. He disliked picking on the helpless when there was no honor for it, but he knew not to get involved but the guy nearby... that was who he saw. His ire rose at the sight of the smug blonde bastard.... Ranth. Though quiet and calm looking, his blood was boiling. Someone he swore to get back at! "Water Dragon..." he spoke, preparing to strike. He didn't give a care who else was about to be affected. "TIDAL ROAR!!" Suddenly the street before Suijin was suddenly hit by a force of water as he roared out loud. The magic circle before his maw released a tremendous burst of swirling water and it literally flooded the street like a tidal wave!! People screamed as the water struck, some washed away by the roar, others pushed aside . Either way, Ranth, as well as Michael and the Nelson character would be washed up in the attack as well, as the nature of the roar pretty much got everything in its path. As the roar ended and the street began to recede from the flash flood, Suijin stood there. "I knew I smelled a rat. I come here to find some pleasurable company, and its ruined by your awful stink, thief!" Suijin spat at Ranth. |
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| 栄 Fafnir Rakesh | Apr 24 2015, 03:25 AM Post #7 | |
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Sarcasm. Because beating the shit out of people is illegal.
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OOC: I'm working on the assumption that as long as we don't double post then any post order is fine Ranth didn't have his archive analysis active as Michael Walker, the very person he was here to meet literally walked below him. Then again, sitting on top of the windmill as he was it was no wonder that he was easily seen- as he was positioned almost two stories above street level. Though his peaceful and rather idyllic people watching session soon came to an abrupt end as an all too familiar voice boomed from the street below and Ranth found himself rolling his eyes with exasperated disbelief. Of all the people to run into here... it just had to be Suijin Azurestorm didn't it? The mage's signature battle cry startled those around him, but the massive eruption of water from his mouth would do far more than just startle the townsfolk as the crowded street was flooded with fast moving water that swept away all the hapless mundanes caught in its path. Screams filled the air like a raucous chorus of pain and death. "Well, there goes the neighborhood", Ranth remarked sarcastically as he watched the tidal wave that was nearly half as tall as the windmill swept through the main square and when it receded the streets were littered with corpses. As Suijin shouted up to him, Ranth could only stare back incredulously as he regarded the destruction that the Dragon Slayer had wrought with his 'greeting'. "Not to split hairs, but I think you'e the only one that's ruining anyone elses entertainment", he called back and gestured vaguely to the whole area and the numerous corpses that were piled up in places where they'd been deposited by the man's technique. In fact, the area would seem to be completely deserted now- as anyone lucky enough to have escaped the flash flood was either holed up inside one of the buildings or making tracks for the nearest exit. "I know you Tartaros folk have a reputation for reckless carnage and destruction, but I didn't realise just how reckless that carnage and destruction would be", he continued with mocking admiration. "Unfortunately, despite the hefty sacrifice you just made on my behalf, I don't have time to play with you right now. I have bigger fish to fry- a metaphor I'm sure you can appreciate given your particular brand of magic", Ranth said with an apologetic shrug. But little did he know that the 'big fish' he had come here to find was not only closer than he thought, but also probably royally pissed off at not only having a rather hefty body count racked up on the main street of his home city. But all too soon he would and as Ranth activated his archive analysis in order to see any of Suijin's further attempts to give him an unwanted bath, he was likely on his way to investigate the source of this disturbance. |
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| 栄 Zaber | Apr 24 2015, 05:02 AM Post #8 | |
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Water Dragon Slayer
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The damage suijin had rough left a mess upon the street of Trillum. While Ranth might of seen courpses, Suijin had at least a sense of control over his Tidal Roar-- the people caught in it being swept away. If they got killed, then they were far weaker than a simple small roar like that could handle. Looking around, the only ones dead were a few drunk gamblers and other fools. He couldn't care less about them. In the end, his focus was to Ranth. "Admiring my work?" Suijin mocked in return, casting a devilous smirk to Ranth. "Why don't you come down here and take a closer look?" he said, gripping a fist. "Be careful what you fish for. You just might catch a shark." Suijin glared at the guy. He was on the rooftop but Suijin could scale the wall in an instant. For the moment, he glared at the guy, who had seemingly had changed locations from a minute ago (covering accident in location) . He recalled the trouble he had the last time with this guy, and when he stole his magic! If I recall correctly, he was able to copy some of my powers, but not all of them. He doesn't seem able to copy the powers unique to the Water Dragon... he thought. As he did, his hands glowed and once again, his hands changed in appearance-- becoming thorny blue dragon claws. Water trailed off the claw tips, providing stronger cutting power. So that means, I will just have to go old school on his ass and fight him in my preferred style. Up close and personal! At that moment, Suijin kicked off and jumped for the air! He then landed on the side of the building and like an acrobatic master, he hopped and sprinted his way up the building to catch his target! As he ran, he conjured the same power of his water, forming a spiraling pattern of water in his claws! "Water Dragon-- MAELSTROM SHURIKEN!!" he shotued and right as he jumped up onto the building's roof, he threw the water-ninja-throwing star. The spiraling water was intended to slice Ranth up, however, Suijin knew this man had many tricks and many defense spells. Though it was his strongest technique yet-- it was only the ploy for the next attack to come his way! "Water Dragon ROAR!!" The next attack was the traditional breath attack-- a spiraling blast of water aimed right for Ranth. And out of the spells Ranth could copy, that one was among the few that he could not. Even if he defended against the Maelstrom Shuriken, the roar following behind it wouldn't be so easy to avoid! And Suijin had only begun his assault upon Ranth, the Grimore Heart mage who copied his powers to use as his own! Nothing was a bigger insult to Suijin. |
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| Luffy1045 | Apr 24 2015, 07:45 PM Post #9 | |
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Let the flan flow through you.
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"Alright, alright, I'm sorry!" Nelson cried out in pain as the bullet wound let blood slowly trickle out of it. Michael let out a "tsk" and pointed his gun at him. "I will speak to Malcolm. One week. If you do not come to this bar in one week exactly, at 0800, I will put a bullet between your legs and collect your belongings. After that... I cannot guarantee that Mr. Gandor won't make short work of you." The moment Michael put his guns back in his belt, he sensed a disturbance in the The mage knew this wasn't some natural disaster. Someone had decided to kill on his turf. Raven Tail turf. He scanned the area real quick and saw that a man with large blue hair, the man who was with the two-legged crocodile, as well as the man he passed by minutes ago, were seemingly responsible. However, the blond man was seemingly harmless, while the one in blue was very much attracting trouble. What was even more irresponsible to Michael was that the blue haired man had a large, over-exposed Tartaros mark on the back of his right shoulder. Michael sighed. Tartaros, blue hair, aggressive water spells... Might he be the one named Suijin, the Water Dragon Slayer... Why would he bere? It was a rhetorical question. He didn't care. Cocking both of his pistols, he aimed one at the spell Suijin was preparing to hit Ranth with and shot two successive bullets one after the other. The second was shot in an angle, so that when they both would arrive to the spell, they would cause two explosions upon contact. Whether or not the water mage survived, Michael assumed he wouldn't die from just that. After all, if he was the right man, that wouldn't be enough to take him down. "I don't know what kind of 'beef' you have with this man, water boy," Michael said, cold anger pouring out of him, "But you should take outside before you kill anyone else." He aimed his black pistol at Ranth. "That goes for you too blondie. Take your problems out of my city before I make you both pay." Spoiler: click to toggle
Edited by Luffy1045, Apr 24 2015, 08:13 PM.
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| Shuyin | Apr 25 2015, 03:15 AM Post #10 | |
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Killer Lord, The Silencer of Men.
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