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| Fighting Fire with Fire; "This isn't a damn prairie fire!" | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 11 2010, 10:39 (247 Views) | |
| Jim | Apr 11 2010, 10:39 Post #1 |
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The butler ushered the woman into the main meeting room of Balkan Tower, at the peak. By the window a man in a blue jumpsuit was replacing the window that was knocked out earlier. A strange plastic Santa followed, the butler did not notice. I mean, come on, there's HOOTERS! They walked into a meeting with The Colonel, Thomas Hobnail (the new VP of sales for the government), and a strange, pudgy man in construction attire. The man was carelessly picking his nose when the gang entered the room. He turned away briefly and showed the back of his reflective vest, which read in silver reflective cloth outlined by orange reflective cloth "EARTHMOVERS CONSTRUCTION". Under that, in cursive, it read "You build 'em, we tear 'em down". The man struck a match on his beard and lit a fat cigar between his teeth, cupping his other hand in front of the match. He waved the match until it extinguished itself and cleared his throat, a very phlegmmy sound. "So here's the thing, fellas. Ya gotta really hit 'em where it hurts." the man said, pounding a fist into his open hand for effect. "Fight fire with fire. Now I've got a whole crew waitin' here, just say da word an' I'll send 'em out." he said, motioning behind him where a large group of similarly-dressed men were crowded around. Two were quite a bit bigger than the others. <<((I might use these guys later))>> "What are you talking about, fat man?" the colonel said, playing around with an old .45 caliber pistol, "This isn't a damn prairie fire. Fighting fire with fire causes more fire. We need to keep this under control." "Now hold on a sec there, Adrian. I want to see what this guy's on about," Thomas said, "Let's just let this guy go, what can we lose?" The colonel put his head in his hands. "You've got a week. Get out of here." "Poifect." The man said, taking a long drag on his cigarette which reduced it to a nub. He flicked the nub out of the broken window (much to the chagrin of the repairman) and started to walk out of the room. "Hey, what's your name, anyhow?" Thomas asked, feigning interest like a pro. The pudgy man raised his hand and flicked it, and a card came spinning toward Thomas, embedding itself in the leather of the chair he was sitting in, directly next to his ear. Thomas took it out of the leather gingerly and read it to himself. "'Demo...If you can't guess what I do by now, ya ain't got nothin' between ya ears'" Edited by Jim, Apr 12 2010, 16:30.
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Burn it up'n tear it down Raze this city to the tarnished ground While the war pigs falsely weep The city will lie in a golden heap - "A Dream", Me "Total slaughter, total slaughter. I won't leave a single man alive. La de da de die, genocide. La de da de dud, an ocean of blood. Let's begin the killing time." -Vash the Stampede | |
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| Bobby | Apr 18 2010, 20:49 Post #2 |
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Aerip, Ooga, Colonel, Demo, Thomas + Aerip Ooga tried to play it casual. Well, as casual as a seven foot tall oddly-colored plastic Santa statue could be played. Aerip ignored Ooga's presence. She had recovered a lot of information about her past through her recent journeys but there was still much that she had yet to remember. She faintly remembered at one point being one of the Warlords of FaceTime, but that she was (for some unknown reason) no longer one of the Warlords. The conversation continued with reports of the current and recent battles taking place. She listened intently to the conversation, flinching slightly at each curse word. Ooga could tell that this Demo guy was not a very good guy, but he also realized that it was necessary to enlist evil, if only for a short time, in times of great trying. Aerip coughed politely and then said, "I believe I may be able to help as well." Aerip stood up and explained that she had at one point been one of the Warlords of the planet and that her magical power was immense. "I believe I can help find a way to prevent some of the rebels from using a specific power." "What power is that, chicky?" asked one of the high-ranking officials. "Magic," she said. At that the whole room burst into laughter. Ooga could tell, despite the laughter, that several people in the room were very much aware of the existence and power of magic.... Edited by Bobby, Dec 27 2012, 17:02.
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| Jim | Apr 19 2010, 19:44 Post #3 |
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"Heh heh heh..." Thomas chuckled huskily, "I like your style." "What are you talking about, ya fruit? You get a big bang from me, guaranteed," Demo began, "We both know ya ain't got the funds to hire both of us, and I'll be damned if I lose my job to some sparkly fairy," he said in a highly patronizing manner "Well, you know, if you look at the marketing aspect of it, sparkles are more attractive than sticks of dynamite. We let her go out, do her chick magic or whatever the hell, suddenly the people love us. And who knows, maybe this...plastic...monstrosity can help too. Kids like Santa, yeah?" Thomas said, "Anyway, the thing is, Demo, you ain't working for us anymore. We're going with the chick." Demo walked over with thundering footsteps. He stood in front of Thomas and punched him square in the jaw. The colonel looked on with disinterest as Demo took out a packet of solder, laid it out in the shape of a "D", then used his blowtorch to fuse it to Thomas's forearm, all the while Thomas was knocked out, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "That's what I think of your plan, ya consumer whore!" Demo said, turning around and leaving the room. |
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Burn it up'n tear it down Raze this city to the tarnished ground While the war pigs falsely weep The city will lie in a golden heap - "A Dream", Me "Total slaughter, total slaughter. I won't leave a single man alive. La de da de die, genocide. La de da de dud, an ocean of blood. Let's begin the killing time." -Vash the Stampede | |
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| Bobby | May 2 2010, 12:21 Post #4 |
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Aerip, Ooga, Colonel, Thomas + AeripAerip held up her hands and everyone in the room was held motionless as if by magic. "Wait, gentlemen. I want you to reconsider. You can hire both of us. I am not doing this for money. I will not accept payment. I just want to restore order to this country." Ooga didn't particularly like being called a plastic monstrosity but he said, "I can talk too, you know. I am this woman's personal escort for those that don't know. Send me out there and I'll turn the rebels into smoke. I also don't expect payment." Ooga was getting antsy sitting in this room for such a long period of time. He knew something was happening to Gorgie Porgie, but he couldn't do anything about it at the moment. The two brothers shared some sor tof psychic connection which allowed this to be possible.... Edited by Bobby, Dec 27 2012, 17:03.
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| Jim | May 3 2010, 19:24 Post #5 |
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"Well, hell, why didn't you say that before he burned a damned D into my arm!" Thomas yelled. <<((I'm not actually mad at you, Bob, just playing the part.))>> "You know, there wasn't really much he could have done. That happened awful fast." a voice said, coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. "Oh great, what is this now? Is that God?" Thomas said. "Not quite" the voice said again. Suddenly a figure began walking up through the floor as if up a flight of stairs directly in front of Thomas. No hole was visible. The man turned and he had no eyes and no mouth. He was holding a bottle that said "Midnight Slough to Achenbourg". "Hey hey, it's this guy! I've heard of you!" The colonel said, "Julqq, right?" "Yeah, my ass is everywheah" <<((Frisky Dingo joke))>> Julqq said, taking a deep swig of the pungent liquor. He drank until the bottle was empty. "How do you do that? You don't have a mouth." Thomas said, looking inquisitively at him. "What the hell do you care, stiff?" Julqq replied, casting the empty bottle out the broken window and bringing another cry of protest from the window repairman. "You seem...strange, Julqq. Everything all right?" The colonel asked, expressing genuine concern. "You think I wanted this, Adrian? You think I wanted all you pricks to fight? No! Do you know how much damn paperwork I have to do PER DEATH? I'm up to my eyeballs, man!" Julqq said. Meanwhile, the bottle he threw out the window miraculously came back up through the window, fixed itself with the sound of glass breaking backwards, and refilled with rotgut. "I can't even get drunk, is the weird thing. But hell, when there's nothing else to do..." he said, taking a deep swig. "Now down to brass tacks, kittens. Let Tits McGee and Santa stay without payment. Talk to Demo. Or else I'll be doing paperwork for you, Mr. Sehnsucht." "That's Colonel Sehnsucht. And I don't think he'd even negotiate with us at this point." Julqq swiftly but motionlessly glided over to the Colonel and balled his collar up with his fist. "Just DO IT! Do you want a visual of how much paperwork per death I have to do?" Julqq asked rhetorically. He made a four-foot-tall stack of paper materialize out of thin air, then disappeared it again. "For you, it's twice that much, you Fascist sonuva..." "Hey hey hey, that was a long time ago. I've changed. I promise" the Colonel said, fingers crossed behind his back. "Do it, kidlets. Otherwise, I swear to god, I'll make this building have an electrical short. Make the people love me." Julqq said, taking a swig of whiskey while walking out the broken window and down the vertical side. <<((Harvey Birdman reference))>> |
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Burn it up'n tear it down Raze this city to the tarnished ground While the war pigs falsely weep The city will lie in a golden heap - "A Dream", Me "Total slaughter, total slaughter. I won't leave a single man alive. La de da de die, genocide. La de da de dud, an ocean of blood. Let's begin the killing time." -Vash the Stampede | |
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| Bobby | May 7 2010, 12:57 Post #6 |
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Aerip, Ooga, Colonel, Julqq, Thomas + Aerip Aerip felt she knew the man ((Julqq) from somewhere. Something she recalled from some long forgotten recess of her mind made her think she had had some connection with this man. She shook her head and said in her sweet, teenage girl voice, "I will do my best, sirs. Believe me, getting a chance to use my power on these commoners should prove to be interesting. I haven't yet exerted my full power and doing so may help me learn more about my past." Ooga laughed at the santa joke and said, "You know, I actually met the real Santa once. My brother and I stole his sleigh and ditched him, though. He was going to sue us but we instead helped him for a year." The adventures he had had with Gorgie brought a smile to his plastic face. Suddenly Ooga was gone and a shockwave rippled out from where he had been standing. Aerip waved goodbye and simply dissolved away in a much less dramatic way than Ooga had used.... ((If it's alright, Aerip and Ooga are going to go bring Demo back, if possible. It should be assumed that they didn't just suddenly teleport away from the people in the room. They had been sent out on a mission to detain Demo and bring him back for questioning.)) Edited by Bobby, Dec 27 2012, 17:03.
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| Cyberweasel89 | May 10 2010, 08:08 Post #7 |
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"Well, izza shame I got 'ere after Breab-Duh left, ay?" Standing in the entryway to the room was a woman. A... very well-endowed woman wearing a blue robe left partially open to reveal her considerable cleavage. Her hair was a crimson color and tied in short pigtails with red hair bobbles. A massive scythe was held in her hands, resting over her shoulders in a relaxed position. "Ya mus' be the guys in charge, m'right?" she questioned, in a voice thick with a cockney accent. A mischievious glint was in her eyes, while the devilish smirk on her face revealed a set of vampiric fangs. This woman, rather than explaining herself, had apparently ascended to this floor on her own, merely killing anyone who tried to stop her. Though no more than seven had been killed, the victims scattered here and there on her path were completely drained of blood, despite no wounds on their bodies. Not even a bite mark. "Listen, ya bloody wankers. Name's Mary Achi. I'm one o' the Nine Warlords. Ya may know me as "Bloody" Mary Achi. The gov'ment decided Breab-Duh wasn't 'nuff. They sent me as a second'ry secur'ty measure. Ya got two Warlords on ya side now, guv'. So jus' d'rect me to me room so I can sleep 'til ya need me." The color of her eyes clearly meant she was a vampire that regularly feasted on human blood... and nothing but human blood. While some vampires only subsisted on animal blood just fine, she was clearly a purist of the most extreme... ((Godmodded character, so no avatar. Just don't GM her until you have a good grasp on her personality and abilities.)) |
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| Jim | May 10 2010, 18:24 Post #8 |
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"Well, hell, ethics are out the window, so you may as well go ahead." The Colonel said, sitting in a large, cushy black leather chair. He was holding his head in his hands, knowing that Demo was probably out somewhere causing havoc. "Just kill the fat one." "Well...yeah, sure, whatever. Go do...stuff." Thomas said, distracted by the task he was performing. He was attempting to hit a golf ball through the replacement window, which was being lifted up to the top floor via crane. The ball was on a tee placed on a square of astroturf. Thomas hit the ball. "Fore!" The pane shattered into a million pieces and fell to the ground. "You know what, chumps, I'm done. Fix your own damn window." The repairman said, walking toward the door. Edited by Jim, May 10 2010, 18:29.
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Burn it up'n tear it down Raze this city to the tarnished ground While the war pigs falsely weep The city will lie in a golden heap - "A Dream", Me "Total slaughter, total slaughter. I won't leave a single man alive. La de da de die, genocide. La de da de dud, an ocean of blood. Let's begin the killing time." -Vash the Stampede | |
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