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That One Dude
post Feb 8 2011, 12:38 PM
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The year's 2010, and things are kind of freaky in the city-state of Chalk...

... it is literally a melting pot for everything: We've got vampires, demons, half-human hybrids, dragons, monsters of all kinds, people of all kinds... think of the United States, and add a 'magical' flavor to it...

... it's not limited to just that, though. Chalk harbors one of the country's biggest scientific facilities; it's been abandoned for years, though... or has it? Some people have 'theories' that Chalk's military force is up to something in there...

... and of course, no city is free of crime... in fact, most people know very well that Chalk has been home to a mafia, running for at least five generations by now...

It's not all bad in Chalk, though... after all, there are two sides to every story...

... a team of anarchists who would do to oppose the government and their military, sabotage their plans for war...

... the men and women in the local police force, who try so hard to keep the peace...

Which side is good? Which side is bad? Or do they all have varying degrees of good and bad to them? It's all up to you...


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PM me if you'd like a more prominent position in one of the sections.

The Military:

A near omnipotent force in the city-state of Chalk. Their technology is several times more advanced than that of the common folk's. There are rumors about their newest project, Azrael, and how human lab rats are being used in said project... it doesn't hurt that there have been mass disappearances...

Characters in this society:

- Samuel Hazzard
- Elaine Becker
- Sinclair Wicker
- 'Leech'

The Mafias:

While there are are rivals for everything, the main family would be the 'native' mafia to Chalk, led by an unsympathetic young man. This mafia is just like any other; they want money, turf and power. Most importantly, they want to steal the military's status as top dog in the city...

Characters in this society:

- Elias Ophir Vera
- Charon Argyros
- Anna
- Raphael Creed

The Police:

The hard working men and women of the city, trying very hard to keep the peace. But there's always a rat...

Characters in this society:

- Cedric Donovan

The Anarchists:

These people are highly unorganized, have no particular grouping, ranking or order and want nothing to do with either the military, the mafia or the police - and sometimes, not even each other. They oppose everything for the sake of opposing everything, and so far, they don't seem to have gained anything from it...

Characters in this society:

- "Red"
- Robert James

The People:

The common folk. Some are complacent to the city's situation. Others aren't. Sometimes their families get caught up in all the chaos of the major forces in the city, and they aren't all too happy about being indirectly involved...

Characters in this society:

The Creatures:

Despite having their rights, they are still outsiders. They seem to be just as lost and guileless as human being can be, but who knows if they might have an ulterior motive...

Characters in this society:

- Clarence Taylor
- Simone LeRoi
- Leon Allard
- Roma Valerios
- Orestes Valerios

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Story:

~ Arc I~
It starts when the project leader of Azrael, Samuel Hazzard, is approached by the fidgety (and mentally unstable) but talented Sinclair for something of a 'promotion', which is given, but under the penalty that if he fails, he will be handed over to their cruel overseer, the Brigadier General Becker. Meanwhile, in a bar downtown, Elias, the mafia boss, gives a pair of his underlings a mission that starts out being a cruel joke, but ends up being something that will risk the jobs and well-beings of both Raphael and Anna... not to mention, he is not aware that he's currently being tracked and observed by the wicked Brigadier General. Not too far from that very location, two policemen seem to be on the tail of a ghoul, who attracted the presence of Simone, the witch. After telling Robert (the ghoul) that he was being followed, the policemen were outed, where the rookie sadly, lost his life... to his very partner. Things are getting really chaotic now...

Any suggestions, PM me. Also, 'arcs' will take place every 6-10 pages.

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Rules:

- Basic laws of physics apply. However, if your character is non-human, try to put limitations on whatever special power they may have. Such as, if your character can fly, there is a limit to how high he/she can go, and how long he/she is able to fly.
- There exist other 'dimensions', as demons have to come from somewhere. However, try not to make posts such as 'and then he got bored and warped to the demon realm,' unless the specific power of your character would be to warp through dimensions/space/time. If they don't, though, make it more logical, like perhaps they have jewelry, a spell, or there is a portal that can allow them to do this.
- There is absolutely no limit to what powers, abilities or species you wish your character to be. If anything, the only thing that -can't- qualify for the RP would be an android. Cyborgs are allowed, but only if they are more realistic, like for example, they may have mechanical limbs, but they cannot run or jump very well because their parts are heavy/slow to respond.
- There is no limit to how many characters one can have.
- No god-modding.
- No double, triple, or quadruple posts.
- Don't use anybody else's RP characters unless you've been asked to take up their role (unlikely, but entirely possible).
- Keep things generally PG-13. Violence, swearing and romance is all allowed.
- On the opposite spectrum of things, light-hearted humor and comedy is allowed and greatly supported.
- Do not kill off somebody else's character unless you have made an arrangement with the person to do so.
- New characters can come and go on a whim. You don't have to use the same character for the entire RP if you get bored of them; switch it up, have fun.

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Character Profiles:

- That One Dude

Name: Elias Ophir Vera
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Half-Human Hybrid.
Appearance: Click here to see
Personality: Arrogant, stubborn and selfish. Has a surprisingly strong willpower.
Special Abilities: Can withstand intense heat and bend the element of fire to his will. Has amazing sharp-shooting abilities.
Weaknesses: Is 'allergic' to water, has little to no tolerance for the cold. Suffers from mild homophobia and moderate anthropophobia (fear of people). Has little to no close-combat experience.
Preferred Weapons: Crossbow, handgun
Profession: Assassin.
Position: Head of Chalk's 'native' mafia family.
Miscallenous: He has a giant pet 'rat' named Chompy and is fond of setting him loose on prisoners and traitors.

Name: Charon Argyros (pronounced KAH-ron)
Age: 57
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: Click here to see
Personality: Patient and calm. A tad shy.
Special Abilities: Excellent observational skills, is good at tracking and hunting.
Weaknesses: Is old and not quite as nimble as he used to be. Has a wound in his leg that hinders him from running or jumping.
Preferred Weapons: Gladius
Profession: Swordsman/Hunter, mentor to Elias.
Position: Advisor to Elias.
Miscallenous: Has a crush on Elias.

Name: Cedric Donovan
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: Click here to see
Personality: Quiet. Irritable. Has hidden depths to him.
Special Abilities: Good observational skills, has a heightened sense of justice and is incredibly resilient to pain since his body perceives it as pleasure.
Weaknesses: Is missing his left eye and has a lack of depth perception because of it. Has little to no patience for people and suffers from mild haphephobia. Easily deterred when he's caused pain precisely because it causes him a pleasant sensation.
Preferred Weapons: Handgun
Profession: Policeman
Position: Lieutenant/Detective
Miscallenous: Often goes off on dangerous missions just to get hurt. Has an adopted catgirl daughter named Fido.

Name: Clarence Taylor
Age: 72-73 (looks about 19)
Gender: Male
Species: ???
Appearance: Click here to see
Personality: Carefree, outgoing, and definitely can't keep it in his pants.
Special Abilities: Can 'transform' into a hideous monster that dines on the flesh of humans. Impervious to death (immortal), can heal quickly.
Weaknesses: Is a bit dumb, has no way to defend himself against any kind of threat.
Preferred Weapons: None.
Profession: None.
Position: Just a normal 'human' being.
Miscallenous: He likes being called 'Claire'.

Name: Elaine Becker
Age: 38
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Appearance: Click here to see
Personality: Stoic and tight-lipped. A hard*ss when she needs to be.
Special Abilities: Has heightened dexterity.
Weaknesses: Only the normal human ones.
Preferred Weapons: Handgun.
Profession: Army Officer
Position: Brigadier General and secondary commander of the region. Oversees several different projects.
Miscallenous: She enjoys watching 'experiments' go on, even though they can, at times, make her superior officer sick to his stomach...

Name: Roma Valerios
Age: Unknown, over 50 (looks about 20)
Gender: Male
Species: Devil
Appearance: Will be up soon.
Personality: Nice. Very nice. Until you get him mad.
Special Abilities: Can redirect energy, manipulate fire, has a thousand little tricks up his sleeve from the useless to the incredibly powerful, but does not use his powers often. Can also transform into a strange-looking creature.
Weaknesses: He's not very smart, and he's far too trusting of strangers. Gullible, naïve. Has virtually no resistance to the cold.
Preffered Weapons: A long-sword with a hilt engraved with rubies.
Profession: Shopkeeper/odd-job specialist.
Position: Owner and sometimes manager of Valerios' Trinket Trade
Miscallenous: He's very fond of witches.

Name: Orestes Valerios
Age: 382 (looks about 20)
Gender: Male
Species: Devil-Demon Hybrid
Appearance: Will be up soon.
Personality: Stoic and not very sociable. Keeps to himself and likes to keep it that way.
Special Abilities: He's an expert with a spear. Can suck the energy out of someone within contact.
Weaknesses: Lazy, doesn't like following orders, has very limited vision due to the fact that he was born with only one eye.
Preffered Weapons: Spears.
Profession: Shopkeeper/odd-job specialist.
Position: Manager and occasional guard for Valerios' Trinket Trade
Miscallenous: He can best be described as a cyclops.

- The Mad Bomber

Name: Samuel Hazzard
Race: Human?
Age: Above 20
Gender: Male
Job: Leader of Project Azrael (Military)
Personality: Stoic, private person, who takes great pride in his work.
Strong points: Calculative, unpredictable
Weak points: Over-zealous about his work, lack of empathy or reason at times.
Weapons: Test subjects, drugs.
Abilities/Skills: An expert in the field of bio-genetics thus proficient in medicine and has great knowledge of the human body. Capable of creating/always equipped various drugs to aid him or his `comrades`
Appearance: Tall, skinny. Dark short hair, greyish eyes.
History: Samuel Hazzard was born in a military base and has spent his entire life within the military, at a young age he was trained by the military as a soldier under unknown and questionable conditions. As he matured however it appeared, that his own interests were inclining towards science and the field of bio-genetics. At the age of 20 he was signed to project Azrael as an assistant researcher under doctor Morrisson, who from the very start appeared suspicious of the new arrival, whose doctors certificate had been forged by the military. Hazzard would spend the following years as an assitant researcher despite growing concern about his true role by his superior. Eventually Morrison went missing and the military assigned Hazzard as project leader of Azrael. After these events Hazzard began to exhibit a compulsive need to wear a gas mask, those working for him or with him can only guess what brought this about tough there are stories flying about.
Picture: Click here to see

Name: Robert`Shooting Gallery` James
Gender: Male
Species: Undead-Ghoul
Age: Appears to be at least over 20.
Appearance/Clothing/Accessories: Click here to see
Position/Society: Anarchist
Weapons: Six guns, two colts, two uzi`s, a sawed off shotgun and a grenade launcher.
Abilities: Able to withstand obscene amounts of punishment due to his undead state tough he does not have regenerative abilities, expert marksman and experienced soldier.
Personality: Robert is a quiet man by nature, only speaking when spoken to and when he feels it is necessary. He seems very calm and calculative at first, but scratch the surface and beneath lies the heart of a gun maniac, who enjoys nothing more than instigating and enganging in a fire fight. Whenever in battle or near a battle, he gets wound up and only seeks to concentrate empty his guns at his opponents regardless of the damage to himself. His philosophy in `life` is that doing things half-way comes across as unacceptable.
History: Robert formerly served in the army in a secret project as an enforcer of sorts, but he met his untimely demise at the hands of a rebellious necromancer, who he had been sent to detain for information. Revived as an undead by the necromancer, due to the backlash of his failure, Robert was quick to gain his freedom and abandon the army. Ever since then he has been wandering around, participating in shootouts, duels and even turning a market into a shooting gallery for no apparent reason. He just recently sneaked into Chalk.

Name: Azrael Subject Number VII, Leech.
Race: Genetically modified human
Age: 2 years old, but appears to be 20 years old.
Gender: Male
Classification: Genestealer
Personality: Silent, practically a mute at this point, inquisitive.
Strong points: Quick to adapt, tireless, straightforward.
Weak points: Little to no understanding of the world, impulsive, naive.
Weapons: Natural fighting ability
Abilities/Skills: Able to adapt and consume vast amounts of knowledge in a matter of days(mainly meant to bring him up to speed about the world), capable of stealing features and memories of living beings via consuming their flesh.
Appearance: Pale, blonde haired youth with sharp features. The roman numeral VII branded on his palm.
History: Contained in the heart of the military facility, Subject number VII is the first Azrael subject deemed sane and capable of functioning outside the tank. Leech as he is referred to, has merely opened his eyes a few times before falling back to hibernation, but soon he is about to plunged into what will be a bloody and cruel existance.
Picture: Click here to see

- MaiShadowAlchemist

Name: Anna
Gender: Female
Species: Demon
Age: Unknown
Appearance/Clothing/Accessories: (Including the red marks) Click here to see
Position/Society: Professional Assassin Working For Chalk's "Native" Mafia Family
Weapons: Click here to see
Abilities:
-Enhanced speed
-Ability to influence human minds (to an extent)
-Healing factor (speed of healing depends on the wound and/or method used)
Personality:
Usually showing a stoic and nonchalant manner, Anna is far from being any of that. Given to cruelty and sadism, she can only be described as a manipulative demon who likes to be in control. Her daily acts include: identity theft, assault, arson, and cold blooded murder. Acts that (as an professional assassin) she finds totally justified. Yet, despite what might seem as a "troublesome-persona" she's always serious when it comes to business, never failing to complete any task.
History: Unknown

Name: Simone LeRoi
Gender: Female
Species: Witch/Bokor (Voodoo Practitioner Who Uses Black Magic)
Age: Unknown (Looks 20)
Appearance/Clothing/Accessories: Click here to see
Position/Society: The Creatures (Has no official profession but she's usually seen reading other people futures, brewing potions/poisons and creating curses under requests)
Weapons:
She carries several poisoned needles and talismans with her. Click here to see
Abilities:
-The ability to use black magic
-Read the past and see the future (though with her scheming nature this ability is seriously questioned)
-Communicate with the dead (There several rumors that say she can also control dead corpses to certain extent)
Personality:
Simone appears to be quite enigmatic and eccentric, often described as being crazy. Her personality is playful and sneaky and she likes talking in riddles, perhaps taking joy in allowing people to figure things out by themselves. Despite being a scheming bokor who tricks her victims into making deals with her, she isn't exactly dishonest as she does give them exactly what she promises, even though it isn't what they have in mind.
History: Unknown

Name: Raphael Creed
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire
Age: Unknown (Physically looks like he's 24)
Appearance/Clothing/Accessories: Click here to see
Position/Society: Works As A Thief For Chalk's "Native" Mafia Family
Weapons:
He prefers hand-to-hand combat, but when the situation calls for it he's willing to use any weapon that's close at hand.
Abilities:
-Enhanced strength and senses
-The ability to drain the life-force of other beings (not to the point of death but to the point of collapsing)
-Hypnosis
Personality:
Raphael can often appear cheerful and friendly at one moment, but vindictive and cruel the next, hinting he most likely puts up a fake persona depending on the situation and/or person. It is almost impossible to know what's going through his head since he presents a calm demeanor in all situations.
History: Unknown

Name: Unknown (People call her "Red")
Gender: Female
Species: Hybrid
Age: 20
Appearance/Clothing/Accessories: Click here to see
Position/Society: Anarchist
Weapons:
Pair of modified Barrett M82 rifles that can be used as scythes. Click here to see
Abilities:
-Can handle pretty much anything that fires bullets.
-Extensive hand-to-hand combat skills
Personality:
As a proud anarchist Red enjoys any kind of ruckus...even more when she's the one creating it. But while displaying a crude, punkish, immature behavior, and being especially cruel toward any figure of authority (specially the police and the military) she displays a normal and even decent behavior towards her "comrades". She might appear childish and oblivious at first, but when she wants she can be quite cunning and smart, always planning ahead for everything.
History: Unknown

- Razzy

Name: Sinclair Wicker
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Mostly human, though he has the slightest bit of demon in him.
Position: Military; currently working on Project Azrael as a scientist
Skills/Abilities: He is a very talented scientist. He can also have short bursts of energy, in which he has inhuman speed and strength.
Personality: His behavior is extremely erratic and seemingly senseless. He is a hard worker and easily becomes absorbed in his work, though sometimes to an unhealthy extent (as in, going days without sleep, etc.). Friendly toward most people. Usually very calm, though easily angered. Easily offended.
Appearance: Click here to see
History: Sinclair has spent the last two years as a patient in Chalk’s psychiatric hospital. He had been working for the military previously, but he suffered a mental breakdown at work (Sinclair has always been secretive of his personal life, so one could only guess what exactly triggered it), followed shortly by his vicious, random murder of one of his co-workers with the use of scientific equipment. He seems to be in denial of the whole incident. However, when Project Azrael started up, Sinclair was released from the hospital, at the military’s request (only so he could be recruited as a scientist for the military once again, and working on Project Azrael).
Family: none to speak of
Other: He is a germaphobe. He avoids physical contact with others as much as possible, and on occasion will go out of his way to disinfect things.

Name: Leon Allard
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Human/Animal hybrid
Appearance: this
Abilities/Skills: Is physically stronger than the average human. Can also run faster and jump higher. However, this causes him to exhaust himself quickly; he has to eat and sleep a lot, but barely does either, and this neglect for his well-being has worn down his physical and mental health.
Personality: Careless, outspoken, short-tempered, aggressive. He has his moments of naivety. Usually says what’s on his mind. Self-indulgent, self-destructive. At times he can be surprisingly sympathetic.
History: Not much is known about his past. However, he apparently did suffer abuse as a child, and that is probably why he is always quick to distrust and get frustrated with both himself and with other people. Due to some kind of gene splicing project, he is part animal; it is unknown as to what kind of animal he partly is, but it seems to be some kind of predator. Currently he is busy being a lazy good-for-nothing.
Family: no one important
Other: He is addicted to caffeine, and can barely function without it.

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The Mad Bomber
post Apr 3 2011, 12:33 AM
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Leech had already finished his unsightly feast, leaving the corpse laying on the ground as it sat besides it with a fascinated look in it`s eyes like a child playing with a new toy. It stared at it`s hands, which were stained in dark red liquid and for some reason it knew the purpose, which the matter provided to these beings and to itself as well. Intent on scavanging the body further, instinctively it reached for the head and small thread thin tendrils poured forth from it`s hand. The tendrils slithered across the neck and the face of the corpse until they infiltrated the head, digging into the brain.

Leech had no prior memory of doing so, but it instinctively knew, that it could do so and was expected to do so as, if someone had written it in it`s head as an unspoken command. As the tendrils locked with the brain, they sent out electronic signals along them causing them to glow a dim blue light. Leech`s eyes closed as it pictured flashing images and thoughts in it`s head, seeing through the eyes of the dead creature before him. What it saw, there were many things it could not comprehend, not the high structures, that reached as far as the eye could see. The dead brain provided some context, but it was incomplete, a mesh of flashing memories, incomplete and infinished.

The glow faded and the tendrils slid back into it`s arm and Leech`s eyes shot wide open as it stared cautiously at the newcomer, dressed in white, like the creator save for the fact this one`s face was an actual face like with these beings. Leech remained crouched by the body and stared at the man with a distinct sense of caution about him, but it remained curious as to why the man was there.

"You...."

Leech managed to utter after a short moment`s hesitation, the man`s memory and thoughts were scrambled, but individual words and they simplest meanings arose to mind as crystal clear.


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As the police converged around the Gaters bar, they blocked out all exits around and set up road blocks creating a perimiter around the bar. The front of the bar was swarmed by a blockade of police vehicles and at least twenty gun barrels were pointed towards the entrance. On a side alley the assault team made their preparations to storm the bar, they were determined to take down this murderous bastard once and for all, there would be no attempt to ask him to come out peacefully, they had heard what James had done to the last police lieutenant, that had attempted to solve things peacefully. James had killed everyone else attempting to arrest him and then left the lieutenant to bleed to death on railroad tracks, the sight the police found was not pretty. What the police did not know, that James told the man to ponder, which death would be more merciful because truth be told he could tell the difference himself.

The assault team moved to the back door of the bar, they pressed against the walls as one of them moved to the door with a portable batterim ram. With a heavy blow the ram cracked the door off it`s hinges and triggered the explosives set on it. The man with the battering ram was thrown against the far wall of the alley along with the door he had just rammed and as one can imagine, he did not survive wall nor the door, that crushed him against the wall. The rest of the team seemingly unconcerned rushed in with their weapons aimed at anything, that moved. They stormed the kitchen to find the dead bodies of the employees and headed for the bar itself. Yet as the first man peered into the room he was staring at Robert`s pistol barrel before receiving a bullet through his head for his troubles. The rest of the assault team fired through the wall, hoping to catch the ambusher off guard.

Yet how many times had Robert gone through, that same situation? With police storming his hideout, hoping to kill him with bullets and explosives? Too many times, but not that he could remember almost any of them. Robert crouched and slid a grenade into the kitchen, the explosive rolled into the feet of the assault team members and took at least two of them with him. Without a moment`s hesitation Robert swung into view and began shooting without any care for his own well-being as the team returned fire. One by one they hit Robert and one by one Robert hit them, the only difference was that the police were falling down and dying as where he kept firing. When the carnage was over Robert stood alone in the kitchen with his pistols clicking empty over and over again, a crazed look on his face. He remembered this scene, from when he was alive, they all kept firing at him, but he did not fall, not when his own stubborness did not allow it. They had already managed to pierce his left leg, shoulder and side yet he refused to acknowledge the slightest sense of pain or exhaustion.

With a chuckle escaping his lips, Robert reloaded his guns and walked into the kitchen, placing his last grenades into what would set off a gas fire, effectively blocking the entrance and setting the building on fire. He quickly withdrew and took cover in the other room as hellfire claimed the other room. He stared blankly as the fire licked away at the hallway and smoke poured into the bar. With icy calm Robert checked his bullets, he had no more bullets for the pistols so he was left with limited ammunation. He supposed he could make the best of them as he had planned and with that in mind he walked over to the entrance, he smashed one of the windows and received a snipers bullet for his trouble, it scrapped the side of his head, drawing a long red line. Knowing, that more would come, Robert shot his two grenades with his launcher at the police cars as they police behind them returned fire.

He managed to take a few police out with the grenades, tearing their flesh with shrapnel before swinging the door open and firing a barrage with his uzi, scrapping the cars, but not hitting anyone. Finally he took a moment to "rest" as he sat against the wall besides the door. He discarded the uzi and drew his sawed-off shotgun, all he had left was two clips for his remaining uzi and eight shells for the shotgun. He sat there with a chuckle escaping his mouth, he was feeling restless all of the sudden, it was always the same up until this point. Up until, that point he always had believed he would be able to walk away `alive` from that building. But no, it never ended that way did it? There was always something wasn`t there? As everyone, friend and foe fell around him, he remained as the last one against impossible odds. He took few of them down with him as the stormed the front only to find out, that there were simply one too many out there.

He suddenly bursted into a maniacal laughter and seemed as tough he was about to cry as he sat there, mustering the courage to step out once again. As his momentary clarity and sanity faded a venomous smirk rose on his face as he got up and turned around, stepping out of the door. The oppressing silence was broken as Robert fired his guns, taking down two police officers, who had made the mistake of relaxing a bit too much, fools. With icy calm, Robert walked forward, firing and reloading, as the police returned fire and their bullets whirled past him, scrapped and pierced his body yet he did nothing to acknowledge their bullets. As he made his way to the line of police cars, he thought of feeling a bit sluggish as tough something was weighing him down. He discarded the uzi as it ran out of bullets and aimed his shotgun into the face of a young police officer, very similiar to the one he had killed earlier today.

The look in the poor buggers eyes told it all, he was thinking along the lines: "Why me? Why now? I am too young to die? I don`t want to die" Pretty cliche, but sadly true because no matter how much you had lived, every human sniveled like a pig in their last moments, no matter how glorious their existances. Well, this kid wouldn`t have to worry about that in a moment, Robert thought as he was about to pull the trigger. As he was about to pull the trigger he thought he felt something like a headache or maybe, that was his imagination? The gun slipped from his bloody hand as he reached for his forehead, he found a bullet hole waiting for him there, that was something new....

Slowly Robert realized, that his entire body was bleeding uncontrollably and he felt, his vessel no longer responding to the his will. With relieved chuckle escaping his lips Robert James fell on his back, dead again, hopefully for the last time.


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- That One Dude   Melting Pot   Feb 8 2011, 12:38 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Anarchism and Mafias? I'm in! (Just give m...   Feb 8 2011, 06:30 PM
- - That One Dude   Great. Thanks for joining~   Feb 8 2011, 06:48 PM
- - Razzy   I'll join! I'll just need some time t...   Feb 8 2011, 07:36 PM
- - That One Dude   Awesome! :B! If one other person joins, I ...   Feb 8 2011, 08:12 PM
- - Razzy   Here's my character profile: Name: Sinclair W...   Feb 9 2011, 08:42 PM
- - That One Dude   Alright... all that's left is Mai's charac...   Feb 12 2011, 07:51 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Sorry for the delay! I couldnt make up my mind...   Feb 13 2011, 01:44 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Add this one to my characters. Name: Robert`S...   Feb 13 2011, 02:54 PM
- - That One Dude   ((Well, Mai, 'Red''s weapons are a bit...   Feb 13 2011, 07:56 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Samuel Hazzard stood on a ledge over looking a roo...   Feb 13 2011, 10:44 PM
- - Razzy   It was not difficult for Sinclair to find his boss...   Feb 14 2011, 01:23 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Before he could have a moments peace another troub...   Feb 14 2011, 02:12 PM
- - Razzy   Sinclair could not help but flash a brief grin, bo...   Feb 14 2011, 02:46 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Hazzard did not seem amused nor concerned by Sincl...   Feb 14 2011, 03:40 PM
- - Razzy   Sinclair could barely contain his excitement as he...   Feb 14 2011, 04:10 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   (Sorry for the random posts >.< and dont wor...   Feb 14 2011, 07:28 PM
- - That One Dude   ((Alright, then. No worries. ;p)) Oh, right... th...   Feb 15 2011, 06:14 AM
- - The Mad Bomber   Hazzard remained silent for a moment before starti...   Feb 15 2011, 08:05 AM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Red watched Robert walk out of the bar but, opposi...   Feb 15 2011, 04:28 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert had noticed the figure before and seemed al...   Feb 15 2011, 10:34 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   The girl didnt seem to react much as her eyes just...   Feb 16 2011, 07:55 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   And now he liked her presence even less, she was t...   Feb 17 2011, 11:17 AM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   A small chuckle escaped from the girl's lips a...   Feb 17 2011, 06:33 PM
- - That One Dude   "This has to be a joke, nya nya nya..." ...   Feb 18 2011, 02:33 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   As the silence weighed heavily over the alleyway, ...   Feb 18 2011, 03:06 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   The frown never left Anna's face as her glare ...   Feb 18 2011, 04:33 PM
- - That One Dude   "Good luck." Charon said his farewells w...   Feb 18 2011, 08:46 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   As the bullet penetrated the young man`s head,...   Feb 18 2011, 10:57 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Anna and Raphael...and pretty much all the bar jus...   Feb 19 2011, 06:35 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   In the heart of the research facility laid a trian...   Feb 23 2011, 11:31 AM
- - That One Dude   Not a moment after, General Becker somehow found h...   Feb 25 2011, 08:50 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Suddenly, the screech of a forced engine, and the ...   Feb 26 2011, 02:35 PM
- - Razzy   Adding another character… Name: Leon Allard Age: 2...   Feb 26 2011, 03:11 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Just as he was about to flip the switch, Hazzard w...   Feb 27 2011, 08:20 AM
- - Razzy   Judging from the guns and the stranger's suspi...   Feb 27 2011, 10:14 AM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert folded his coat back over his guns as he re...   Feb 27 2011, 11:49 AM
- - That One Dude   ((The opening post has been updated.)) "Don...   Mar 7 2011, 02:25 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   "Calm down gramps, nobody's dead...at lea...   Mar 7 2011, 05:25 PM
- - Razzy   Before Leon could respond, make a grab at, or poss...   Mar 8 2011, 02:54 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   (No one is posting...) Both Simone and Red stoppe...   Mar 13 2011, 02:13 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   (I was on a trip, didn`t mention it, but now I...   Mar 14 2011, 06:08 AM
- - Razzy   To a normal person, a gun aimed at the face might ...   Mar 15 2011, 05:10 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   At the mention of the "police" Red insta...   Mar 15 2011, 07:37 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   As Robert felt the kick connect, he rolled through...   Mar 17 2011, 05:30 AM
- - That One Dude   ((Sorry I haven't replied much, guys. College ...   Mar 17 2011, 02:21 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Smirking softly in contempt as she saw the policem...   Mar 17 2011, 04:12 PM
- - Nature Path Alchemist   Name: Erykon (Eric) Age: Unknown no way to tell, ...   Mar 18 2011, 01:38 AM
- - The Mad Bomber   (^ Naturepathalchemist, not sure whether you`v...   Mar 18 2011, 11:20 AM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   (^.^U Nature Path Alchemist, Mad Bomber is right, ...   Mar 18 2011, 01:13 PM
- - Razzy   ((@Nature Path Alchemist - MaiShadowAlchemist did ...   Mar 18 2011, 01:30 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert did not even feel the ball connect and cont...   Mar 18 2011, 02:02 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   "For f*!@'s sake...what was that all ...   Mar 18 2011, 02:54 PM
- - Nature Path Alchemist   (note: sorry about my first post, I'm fairly n...   Mar 18 2011, 03:52 PM
- - That One Dude   ((Welcome the RP Community, Nature Path Alchemist....   Mar 19 2011, 08:44 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   By the look in her face, and the sigh that escaped...   Mar 19 2011, 09:59 PM
- - That One Dude   Upon feeling the presence of another being beside ...   Mar 20 2011, 12:27 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Not really being a "street fighter", and...   Mar 20 2011, 12:55 PM
- - Razzy   Leon was surprised to hear the other stranger spea...   Mar 20 2011, 07:01 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Hazzard turned to look at Sinclair as tough he had...   Mar 21 2011, 05:12 AM
- - That One Dude   "... You're right." Charon sighed he...   Mar 24 2011, 10:26 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert sneered at the sight of a waiter handing hi...   Mar 26 2011, 01:12 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   "Mister..." Simone called as she turned ...   Mar 26 2011, 02:23 PM
- - Razzy   Sinclair looked once at Hazzard and then resumed h...   Mar 28 2011, 04:30 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   (Yep, just a few corners away)   Mar 28 2011, 05:10 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Sinclair`s crass behaviour and whim were hopel...   Mar 30 2011, 10:30 AM
- - Razzy   At first, Sinclair was thrilled to be permitted to...   Apr 2 2011, 10:39 PM
- - That One Dude   Darkness. Nothing but darkness. His consciousness ...   Apr 3 2011, 04:05 PM
- - Razzy   Leon briefly glanced at Clarence, as though studyi...   Apr 4 2011, 05:27 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Simone shrugged softly, almost as if dissapointed ...   Apr 5 2011, 03:49 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert`s body was rolled away into the back of...   Apr 5 2011, 11:03 PM
- - Razzy   ((Hey everyone, I'll be preparing for exams fo...   Apr 8 2011, 11:20 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Leech stared at Sinclair for a moment with a hint ...   Apr 9 2011, 08:47 AM
- - Razzy   Sinclair raised an eyebrow. He did not expect that...   Apr 13 2011, 04:40 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Leech finished draining the last body and stood up...   Apr 15 2011, 07:26 AM
- - That One Dude   The sudden noise brought Charon to attention, the ...   Apr 15 2011, 08:53 AM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   For a second Simone looked aggravated, as the boy ...   Apr 15 2011, 04:22 PM
- - Razzy   Leon shot a bewildered, but slightly amused, look ...   Apr 16 2011, 09:59 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   "Work?" Leech asked dum-founded as the ...   Apr 17 2011, 05:27 AM
- - Razzy   "Oh, right," Sinclair said, as though he...   Apr 18 2011, 10:05 AM
- - That One Dude   Charon furrowed his brow, and simply pressed his h...   Apr 24 2011, 10:49 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   (I'm back!!!!!) Simone si...   Apr 25 2011, 07:02 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   As it just so happened the very moment Cedric came...   Apr 26 2011, 06:55 AM
- - Razzy   Leon tried to fight against whatever was taking co...   Apr 27 2011, 01:20 PM
- - That One Dude   "..." It wasn't the first time Charo...   Apr 27 2011, 09:55 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert let out a wheezing chuckle as a sadistic ex...   Apr 28 2011, 12:01 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   "Witch be the term you lookin' for boy......   May 1 2011, 07:34 PM
- - Razzy   “Ew! But he’s bleeding,” Leo...   May 1 2011, 09:24 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Before Leech could come up with more questions for...   May 2 2011, 11:40 PM
- - Razzy   "Just when it's getting interesting,...   May 6 2011, 01:09 PM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   Smirking happily at Leon's answer -which she t...   May 7 2011, 09:06 PM
- - That One Dude   Charon merely groaned. First off, he didn't re...   May 10 2011, 05:04 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   A clipboard whirled right past Sinclair head and s...   May 11 2011, 09:14 AM
- - That One Dude   "No. You either leave Chalk now, or I'll ...   May 15 2011, 06:34 PM
- - Razzy   Leon could tell that the witch's hold on him w...   May 16 2011, 03:14 PM
- - The Mad Bomber   Robert sighed a bit as the stubborn old fool thoug...   May 17 2011, 11:16 AM
- - MaiShadowAlchemist   (I'm back! DX Sorry guys, final tests caug...   May 24 2011, 04:16 PM


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