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Last Call.; IAtM Prologue Pt. VI
Topic Started: Oct 19 2012, 01:52 AM (1,444 Views)
Cowboy
2306 hours. Thursday.
City of Niwa. Downtown. The Shit.
54 minutes remain.

Alexander 'Gabe' Walker
The guitar was dying down - a few slow, strummed chords on that beat-up old Breedlove acoustic that looked as old as the man it was strapped around. The Shit had gone through a few revisions in the last few months, since the brawl that blew out half of the south wall. It now included a stage - which the man, and a few local musicians who decided to play along with him - was on now. It seemed to fit The Current Theme of The Shit; Cowboys! - especially since the man on the stage was a wayward Country Music Star back in the States; 'Gabe Walker'. Why wasn't he performing any of his own songs? Well, seemed like a decent night for some classics, some cover; and as he strummed the strings again, he let out the last few lines of Johnny Cash's The Man Comes Around [Shoutout to Craze for the song]

"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts.
And I looked, and behold a pale horse,
and his name that sat on him was Death,
and hell followed with him."


Declan R. C. Valus
You can say that again...
More people than you might think have met Death, the Grim Reaper, or as Declan called his former boss, Bones. Then again, fingering the childs bracelet at his wrist, there was a time when his daughter called the shapeshifting horseman 'Grampa', but those days were over. These days, the NCPD's Consulting Detective spent most of his time either solving cases or solving sobriety. He was getting exceptionally better at the latter. Hearing that his ex-wife was back in town and working on her cafe's again. Fine with him, really. She wasn't coming around to remind him of the curves he lost or remind him why there was a cane at his side. Speaking of curves, he hadn't seen much of Kira lately, either. Sitting at the bar he couldn't quite remember who he was just talking to, or why the color combination of clothes in front of him changed, but the rum was good. Reminded him of old days - surfing the cosmos, weaving through time - and the power - but now he was just an old, cranky man with delusions of grandeur.
But hell, if he didn't tell funny stories. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the halfway decent music [that had his good leg tapping], but he found himself telling stories to the person beside him - stories that were too wild to believe.
"So, then..." He laughed, waving his glass in the air. "Loki's still running about with his pants off, Ganesh is just spewing grog everywhere out of that trunk, and Kali - oh, that woman is haaaandsy, believe me - she's got this toga on, that is just the ugliest thing I've ever seen, and me and the Reaper just can't help but laugh - I mean, seriously - right in the retirement home, and no one could see us."
He went on like that for a while. It was bad.

Jonah King
Even the city's District Attorney needs to get out and relax once in a while. Though, as per his usual, he was still in his work clothes - he wasn't really the type to slum, even when he went down to places like The Shit. Seemed a little more... real than those finer establishments in Niwa - no one came to the shit looking to impress anyone. Just some good people [usually] having a good time [hopefully] - But then, when he saw The Tank riding the bull, well... he decided it was time for a change of pace. The District Attorney left for the rest-room [if it could be called that], but a few minutes later, what came out was just your average joe. Features completely nondescript, no one you'd recognize or remember.
One of the perks of being a shapeshifter. You can be anyone.
Though, when Lovena came round, he'd have to tell her who he was.
Gavin

Gavin? The Knight?

Not much to say - he was busy riding the Mechanical Bull - his free hand trying desperately not to spill the drink he had in his hand.

Which was considerably harder to do, seeing as Pyramid Head was at the helm of the controls, and it seemed like he was trying to throw the tank of a man through another wall before the night was out.

So far, Gavin was winning.
Good thing too, he was only going to be a free man for another hour. The text in his pocket - from the Chief, told him he had til midnight. And she was usually pretty damned punctual.

Tick tock.

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The man on stage started asking for more requests - under the implicit instruction that it be something country.

Edited by Cowboy, Oct 24 2012, 03:48 AM.
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Honestly, Pyramid Head had no idea what he was doing. He never actually read the manual for the mechanical bull. Instead, he took the amateur gamer approach, one who mashes buttons instead of using real strategy. This might seem counterproductive but Gavin, one of his most devoted patrons, seemed to be holding up well in all the craziness.

Pyramid Head fist-bumped the air, using the other to control the machine.

Go, Gavin, go!

Both hands were fist-bumping the air!

You can do it, Gavin!

But wait, what was controlling the machine's joystick?

....
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Her dark hair was down. It was the only way it would sit pretty under this (unexpectedly heavy) hat.

There was not much Lovena could do to pull together a western themed outfit on such short notice. Even the transition from work-to-party felt a bit 'clunky.' Her crisp work shirt had been unbuttoned leaving just three done up in the middle while the bottom ends were tied in a pretty loose knot. Of course this was all done just so she could bare her exotic midriff like them southern girls. Cute vest, denim cut-off shorts and tall tan boots pulled it together. But she barely managed to look the part thanks to the addition of a black sheriff's hat (complete with a six pointed silver star on the front,) which she picked up from a cheap costume shop on the way over.

Well, she'd been lead under the impression that if you didn't wear a cowboy themed article of clothing tonight, you wouldn't gain entry! The Mauritian had no idea what kind of backwater bar The Shit was after all. They would have probably let the hobo eating Mc Nuggets by the dumpster in if he told them he wanted some beer to go with his fries.

Anyway, thank Baby Jesus she didn't decide to go with the crotchless-pants.

She glanced at the clock on her dashboard. Eleven already? Didn't they agree to meet thirty minutes ago? Swerving into a tiny space left behind a utility-vehicle, Lovena left her precious little micra parked with fake parking tickets stuffed under the wiper and sped into the pub on her stilettos. Despite how fast she was running, it was hard to say if she was really looking forward to drinks with the boss tonight. He always seemed like a bit of a sly bastard at work. She couldn't help but wonder who else would be coming along.

There was a mechanical groan in one direction, causing crane her neck towards the head bobbing up and behind and up again over the small crowd. Squinting her eyes a little, she tried to see who it was, her plump bottom lip parting slightly as she watched in awe. No more surprised by the man riding, than the one (with the shape for a head,) at the controls.

The singer at the stage asked for requests, but she honestly didn't know what to call out for. She hoped someone else screamed out something soon; because it would be pretty sucky if people just ignored him like that.

" ah . . . " speechless.
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Axel was standing nearby in full cowboy attire, his frame fitting the outfit well with the cowboy hat making his hair stick out and look like a malboro ad. He was cheering Gavin on, his pumping hand holding a freshly lit cigarette as he occationally took a drag between drinks. This was a night to party it up, the tank's last hurrah. Gavin had turned in the guns Axel had supplied him, but he had not yet discussed with the man whether to lock up his gear for when he gets out or just to supply it to cerberus.


Peter had been personally asked by the chief to arrest Gavin, the two had an odd relationship but they got along well enough that Peter was probably the only cop who could walk up with a pair of cuffs and the tank would know what the deal is.

The one eyed cop entered the bar, dressed in civilian clothing with badge and holster under his coat. He could only hope that this would be an easy task. Would the cerberus leader go without a fight? Would the bar patrons allow the arrest? Would he have to fight his way out of here? A million questions went through his head as he leaned against the wall to watch the man ride the bull. He still had an hour before he had to make his move, and he was going to give the man his last hour of freedom.
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Emily-(Y)
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Miranda(Triads)
Michelle (N/U)

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A very tall, curvy woman leaned up against a motorcycle that was parked just outside of the bar "The Shit", her eyes glanced around from person to person as they walked by. Her hand moving up and running her fingers throughout her long blond hair, Yui let out a sigh. 'Why am I here..' She couldn't help but think to herself that tonight was probably not the best night to be going out. Maybe giving herself a few weeks before hitting up the local bars was the safest option. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't help the night life. It took her a while to finally decide she wanted to go in, but before she would Yui noticed a girl in particular running into the bar. Heels as high as they come, and cute ta boot! She hadn't got the memo that it was a country bar, or at least it was themed that night for one. Thou, even if she did know, Yui wasn't the kind of person to get dressed up for these kinds of things. Her outfit was a simple one, a tight black skirt that hugged her curved body (reaching just below mid thigh), and a nice pink top that was tucked in under the skirt. She wore flats, with her height there was no need for her to stand taller then what she already was.

She moved up to door and showed the man her ID, her badge was clung to the inside of her bra, under her shirt. Yui carried it everywhere with her, but she knew when the time was to hide it. That time, was now. Making her way into The Shit's she noticed a few interesting things going on all at once. First was the most interesting to her was the bull riders operator. Who had an interesting attire on for the night. Moving on to the man riding the bull, he was having an extremely good time on that thing, which made Yui laugh a bit. His facial expressions as the bull would jerk him from side to side, were priceless.

Karaoke, Yui got a chill down her spin. That kind of thing she wasn't into. The concept of people getting up on stage in front of a large crowd, knowing for a fact they couldn't sing, made her embarrassed for them. So as the man standing up on the stage asked for a request she put her hand up and spoke. "She Thinks my Tractor's Sexy!" Yui yelled out, she would get a true kick out of it if he sang that song.

She moved on towards the bar and leaned forward, her hand rose up a bit and she gestured for the bartender she was ready to order. As he approached Yui she ordered quickly without hesitation. "Vodka Red bull, and use the top shelf stuff please." As he nodded to her she leaned over onto her elbow and watched as the bull rider continued to take control of the bull. Yui would have ignored the person talking behind her, but the fact was he was so loud it was difficult to not. Turning her head a bit to take a glance at the man that was rambling on and on about something random. The person he was talking to stood up and walked away, leaving the gap between them. Yui wanted to just ignore the man and walk over towards the bull, but her drink wasn't done yet. It may have been more awkward for her to just not respond to him, so she put on a smile and turned towards the stammering man. Her blue sapphire eyes looking over the man, trying to get a good mental image of him before she spoke.

"You alright, man?" Yui's voice carried through the music, her voice raised a bit so he would be able to hear her correctly.
Edited by Aurora, Oct 23 2012, 12:02 PM.
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Cowboy
2324hours.
36 minutes remain.

Alexander 'Gabe' Walker
"You heard the Amazon, boys. Lady wants her Kenny Chesney. Lola, put that fiddle in C-sharp. 3/4 time. Let's go!"

The Violinist had turned around to tune her instrument while the drums and the guitar started to play; couple extra chords to extend the intro while they waited for the fiddle, and when she was ready, they were off; singing about farmers tans, sweet tea, and how a John Deere can really get a woman going.

You could tell the folks on stage were having fun.

"She's the only one who really understands what gets me~
(Along with willing, participating bar patrons) She thinks my tractor's sexy~~"


Declan R. C. Valus
The man the P.I. had been talking to had somehow become a very tall blonde woman. Through the haze he started working her with his eyes. To clarify; Declan's not so much a pervert as he is observant.
Quick Scan

He did not answer her question.
"Afghanistan or Iraq?"
Military within the last few years, had to have toured one of those two.
Still got it.

Jonah King
Eyeing Lovena the old man grinned, waving her over. She knew what he could do.
"Glad you could make it, Mrs. Kakashi. Nice get-up." He smirked. "Find the place alright?"
Gavin

After a few rounds on the bull, a little chit-chat with Axel, he'd made his way back over to Pyramid Head. Now, maybe it was the alcohol, or being tossed around the room like a rag doll [which was hard to do], but he had questions, and he needed answers.

"P, Listen, I gotta ask...How do you, like...get down with a girl?" He hiccuped. His gestures, while animated, managed to spill a bit of his drink. "I mean, when I talk about getting a helmet-wash, I'm talking about fellati-tio. But, like..if a chick offers to wax your dome-piece," His knuckles lightly wrapped the metallic surface of P-Head's headgear. "Is that, like, foreplay for you?"

Drunk people are fun.
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Considering Pyramid Head was not only the sole owner and employee of The Shit, one might think the bartender behind the bar was a patron trying to steal liquor. That is not so. Gavin warned him that the bar might be a little crowded tonight, although he did not explain why. Honestly, with how little business Pyramid Head had been getting the past few weeks, hearing the possibility of a busy night excited him so much that he hired a local bartender to fill in. That way, Pyramid Head could mingle and man the mechanical bull, which had been gathering dust due to neglect. Thankfully, Gavin was making up for lost time.

He wondered how the sight of a large man with an apron and a rusty metal pyramid for a head looked to those who aren't use to The Shit. Wait... Suddenly Pyramid Head realized that his attire did not fit the bar's theme. Upon the arrival of a gorgeous woman in a revealing cowboy outfit, Pyramid Head quickly rushed into the back room and emerged with some boots and spurs, a leather vest, some guns in a holster, and a small cowboy hat wrapped around his large head. Howdy partners!

He noticed Gavin approaching him and asked a bizarre question: Does Pyramid Head get off if a woman waxes his head?

Waxing his head? He never thought about that before. Most of the time, he makes sure the partner, willingly or otherwise, go straight for his "johnson-rod". Curious, he started rubbing his head. Mmmmm, this must be what cats and dogs feel like when they are scratched behind the ears. Pyramid Head was so pleased and warm from the rubbing that he started to rub harder and harder. A bulge started appearing near the bottom of his apron. He found the strength to stop before nodding to Gavin.

Jokingly, Pyramid Head took out the two guns in his gun holster and pointed them at Gavin, pulling the trigger. Two flags came out with the words "BAM!" on them.
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What he said, the man, it took her back a bit. Yui was a bit shocked from the moment he looked her over as if he was studying her. When he asked where she toured, she raised an eye brow. Luckily, the bartender came with her drink and handed it to her. She reached into her bra and pulled out a credit card and handed it to the bartender and smiled. "Keep it open." He nodded and walked away. Her eyes moved back towards the man, her legs crossed and she spoke. "Both." What she did in Iraq and Afghanistan where classified information, hopefully he wouldn't pry anymore.

Bringing her drink up to her lips she took a sip, and grinned. 'Great, they used the really good stuff.' Yui thought, taking another sip. Resting her elbow down on the bar, her head rested against the palm of her hand as she spoke again. "I must give away that I'm military, I try not to look so stiff outside of work. Apparently I don't do a very good job of it." Her voice was sweet, she spoke loud enough so he could hear her over the music going on behind her. Which, she was fairly impressed, it wasn't as bad as she originally thought it was going to be.

She extended out her hand towards him, and she smiled. "Name is Yui. Its a pleasure..?" There was no need for formalities, he didn't need to know her last name at that time.
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Cowboy
2348hours.
12 minutes remain.

[Thank you, craze. xD]

Declan R. C. Valus
"You do a fine job of it. We each have our talents."
The man with the graying hair in front of her didn't smile so much as his lip...curved. It wasn't a smirk, or a scowl. Sneer? No; it wasn't anything really recognizable; just made it quite apparent that the man was, a; a little tipsy, and b; not used to facial expressions as most people were. He put his hand out to the woman; the childs beaded bracelet on his wrist peeking out under the cuff of his suit. He didn't notice.
"Call me Declan. Consulting Detective. You ever find your way off the end of that sniper-scope and into a crime scene, I'll see you there."

Gavin

Dude. Gross.

With a sigh, The Knight left Pyramid Head and wandered back over towards the bar, ordering himself another drink. Free Drinks for Life, he was gonna make good on that. Seeing Peter nearby he smiled - slowly. Peter was a friend - but he also knew why Peter was there. He knew why he was at a bar and not drinking water; could see the impression of the fiream under his jacket. He nodded to him, looked down at his watch, and headed back over to Axel; pulling his bangle off, and handing it to the Irish gunrunner.

"They're going to do this soon. You keep 'em safe for me, y'hear?" The man's fifty-pound hand [at least, felt like it] was on Axel's shoulder; whether it was the booze, or a rare moment of humanity, but it was unclear if The Knight was just drunk, or glad some of his friends were here before he left. He could probably get one more ride in... One last rodeo.

"Alright, P-Head. Fire it up!"

The heavy man re-saddled the bull, after the previous patron cleared the area, being thrown from it like a rag doll.
What would be harder? Prison, or the mechanical bull ran by someone's guilt?

Probably the bull.
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Ria was dreading the drive. When Soph had asked her, she couldn't say no, but she wanted to know why. She only nodded and bit her tongue, sure that her answers would not be the ones she was looking for.

She was going to need a cigarette.

She had arranged to meet Peter there and spend some time with the Tank before it was time to ship him out but found that she couldn't bring herself to enter the bar. She'd seen Peter enter, smiled and nodded. They didn't need her there, not in the foul mood she was in. Ria was a lot of things, but she was a terrible liar. She spotted a couple of the Cerberus members spending some time with their leader before his inevitable 'vacation'. No little green munchkin. She probably wasn't old enough.

She didn't want to do this.

He shouldn't have to go. It was wrong. He was covering for someone. It didn't make sense.

She took another drag from her cigarette and leaned against the door, glaring at the patrol car parked across the street.

There had to be something they could do...

She looked down at the watch on her wrist.

11:48pm.

She wasted enough time. She could brood on her own after the job was done. She extinguished the remnants of her cigarette under her boot and entered The Shit.

The place seemed upbeat. She found Nathan on the bull and her brows rose, watching as Nathan mounted the mechanical bull. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips and she didn't fight it.

She needed a drink.

The patrons at the bar were certainly not regulars. She spotted Peter and found it odd he wasn't fraternizing. She slinked up behind him, leaning on the bar. She flagged the bartender over and placed several large bills on the counter. "Fill up everyone's drinks? Keep the rest for yourself. I'll take whatever he's having." She looked over at Peter's drink and sniffed, "... And add some liquor." She didn't care what kind. Just something to take the edge off. She glanced over her shoulder at Gavin, shaking her head.

She glanced down at her wrist.

11:50pm.
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