Terrance888
Discord Reigns
"I know a hiding place the Red Fingers use" I said. Immediately, some of the adults stared at me. "The children's gang! That they use to recruit in the Orphanage!" I explained. "Anyway, it should be good for us..."
Core
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Mickzter97
The One and Only
"I say rest...I am sure we are all tired after that...uhm...episode"
"M14...ha, that is nothing compared to my Draganov, it is by my place...i think...i forgot."
"M14...ha, that is nothing compared to my Draganov, it is by my place...i think...i forgot."
SamSniped
DJ Goodboye
"Damn, man, I would love to get my hands on a Dragunov. Too bad you lost it. Anyway, this thing packs a punch. I'm surprised that the guy who killed my folks isn't laying with his foot blown off."
Radio Noer
The Devourer
Geoffrey looks towards the farmer "Alright, but we ask questions first, then shoot. I don't want another episode like this if at all possible. The name's Geoffrey, by the way". He turns to Jose "Find out as much as you can, we'll need all the info we can if we're to find who authorized Nana's murder. In the mean time, I'm going with Joseph's plan to rest, we'll meet back here tomorrow, at say...noon, or thereabouts." With that, Geoffrey didn't wait for a response and turned to walk home.
Mickzter97
The One and Only
Joseph nodded at Geff, and walked away as well. He smiled. It felt good to kill with a gun once more.
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
I sneaked back to The Orphanage, having given a message before our little group broke up. Knowing that Nana's killer was crazy and thus tricked into it doesn't soothe me, but my hope for justice spread further than simply a crazy man, but all who were implicit in her death.
Skillful as a shadow, I snuck through the walls of The Orphanage and reached my workshop, where after I finished the ten traps Silv wanted, I fell asleep.
Skillful as a shadow, I snuck through the walls of The Orphanage and reached my workshop, where after I finished the ten traps Silv wanted, I fell asleep.
SamSniped
DJ Goodboye
"All right, Geoffrey. By the way, the name's James Griggs. If you need me, go to the closest farm beyond the Second Wall. And if you see any tall white man with a limp on his left side, take him into custody for me." I walk off into the shadows and go back to the farm.
Back there, I bury my mom and dad, and say some prayers, and promise something. "I promise," I say coldly, "To not stop until that ******* is dead or in jail."
I then walk inside, lock my dad's bedroom door with me inside, and go to sleep.
Back there, I bury my mom and dad, and say some prayers, and promise something. "I promise," I say coldly, "To not stop until that ******* is dead or in jail."
I then walk inside, lock my dad's bedroom door with me inside, and go to sleep.
SamSniped
DJ Goodboye
By the way, you saw my character & backstory, right?
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
The Maraud Building is a structure which goes 100 metres up in the sky. It’s what is left one of the old hospitals of Core. It has a length of 1000 feet and a width of 400 feet, and was structured into several different wings. The central wing was one story lower than the rest of the buildings, and ran all the length of the Hospital, being more than anything an aisle communicating all the lateral wings. It was nearly completely flat, with no machinery, and was half a mile away from the docks, in a zone where it is the highest building.
There is the place Ray chose to practice. He had taken a mattress from one of the abandoned rooms and brought it up to the roof, where he painted a bull’s-eye on it. There he stood, with his bow, his arrow and his candle. He lit the candle and poured wax over the blood that covered part of the string. He then tried to practice a bit.
The arrow was placed, the string was pulled, the eye was on the target. Then, all of a sudden, a target was hit, a string was released, an arrow flew and a man collapsed. Ray just had had a very unsettling experience. Only an hour ago he was besides the shipyard’s fence, and a girl spoke to him. What the hell had just happened? He couldn’t get her off his mind, and he remembered...
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"Watch out," she said. "You might actually kill a person with that."
Nervous, puzzled, Ray could only produce three words: “I... hope so.” And three more words: “Who are you?” And questions poured from his lips as he slowly walked backwards to the fence: “What do you want? What are you doing here? For how long have you been there?”
Questions, questions, QUESTIONS! Ray was baffled. He had checked several times and had seen no one but yet... was it possible that she had been the mysterious observer?
There is the place Ray chose to practice. He had taken a mattress from one of the abandoned rooms and brought it up to the roof, where he painted a bull’s-eye on it. There he stood, with his bow, his arrow and his candle. He lit the candle and poured wax over the blood that covered part of the string. He then tried to practice a bit.
The arrow was placed, the string was pulled, the eye was on the target. Then, all of a sudden, a target was hit, a string was released, an arrow flew and a man collapsed. Ray just had had a very unsettling experience. Only an hour ago he was besides the shipyard’s fence, and a girl spoke to him. What the hell had just happened? He couldn’t get her off his mind, and he remembered...
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"Watch out," she said. "You might actually kill a person with that."
Nervous, puzzled, Ray could only produce three words: “I... hope so.” And three more words: “Who are you?” And questions poured from his lips as he slowly walked backwards to the fence: “What do you want? What are you doing here? For how long have you been there?”
Questions, questions, QUESTIONS! Ray was baffled. He had checked several times and had seen no one but yet... was it possible that she had been the mysterious observer?
Seon
Not An Evil Liar
"I... hope so?" Lindsey shook her head. "Of course you do. Why else would you bother making bows and arrows?"
"But where are my manners, my name's Lindsey. Err, hey, I would hate to cut it short, but I saw two policemen looking for... whatever... coming this way. I like that bow, by the way. Nice."
She adjusted her goggles. "I like to build things too, you know. So I couldn't help but stop by when I saw you working on that thing.... and then there's the policemen too," she shook her head. She began to step backwards towards a corner. Despite those shoes and the concrete floor of the dock, she seemed to be making almost no noise as she moved.
"Between the mafiosi, the gangs, and the policemen, the place for ordinary people like us seems to be getting smaller and smaller. Hey, if you want my help in making anything else, or if you want to hear anything interesting around the city... We can meet at this place again sometimes. Lots of good salvage here."
"Oh here they come," she suddenly said, tilting her head towards a particular direction. Footsteps.
"But where are my manners, my name's Lindsey. Err, hey, I would hate to cut it short, but I saw two policemen looking for... whatever... coming this way. I like that bow, by the way. Nice."
She adjusted her goggles. "I like to build things too, you know. So I couldn't help but stop by when I saw you working on that thing.... and then there's the policemen too," she shook her head. She began to step backwards towards a corner. Despite those shoes and the concrete floor of the dock, she seemed to be making almost no noise as she moved.
"Between the mafiosi, the gangs, and the policemen, the place for ordinary people like us seems to be getting smaller and smaller. Hey, if you want my help in making anything else, or if you want to hear anything interesting around the city... We can meet at this place again sometimes. Lots of good salvage here."
"Oh here they come," she suddenly said, tilting her head towards a particular direction. Footsteps.
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
"Yeah, sure,... Ray Ybarra. See you... I guess" Ray crossed the fence and headed for the hospital, always looking at Lindsey and the direction she had pointed at, alternatively.
mythmonster2
BEC NOIR! RUN!
It was some time before Vasiliy got into Italian lands. Now... to somehow get an audience with Giustino Alessandri. Sometimes parcels were delivered for Italian Mafia recipients, but...
A sudden memory. One of your first runs for the Russian Mafia. Nervous. In new part of town. Didn't know where to go. Who's friendly? Who's not? Who was that? Man in a suit, looking at you. Nervous. Don't notice the hands behind you until it's too late.
Wake up. Looks like an alley. Three men and a woman around you. Serious. One asks who sent you, why, and where you are going. You say Russian Mafia, deliver a package, to a butcher on 16th Street. They look at each other, then at you. You see one has the package. The woman says the butcher is a front. You know that, nobody who is not in a mob does. They trust you. They escort you. Still nervous. One of the men opens the door for you. You ask for Alonzo, as you were told. Butcher looks oddly for a moment, then goes into the back. Three men and women still around you. Another man comes out of the back with the butcher. He is Alonzo. You hand the package. He gives the money. Says the Russians must be scraping the barrel for a runner like you. You say nothing. You are escorted out.
Vasiliy returned to the present day. The butcher... that's where he could find someone related to the Mafia. And he remembered just where it was. He went down 16th Street, repeating the name of the store under his breath. And there it is, right as he remembered it. He went inside, and realized the man at the counter was the same as that one day. Vasiliy wondered if the man remembered him as well, but quickly doubted it. If this place was a front, it would surely get many runners every month. He went up to the counter and nervously gulped. The butcher said nothing, continuing his work.
Vasiliy spoke up. "I'm here for Alonzo."
A sudden memory. One of your first runs for the Russian Mafia. Nervous. In new part of town. Didn't know where to go. Who's friendly? Who's not? Who was that? Man in a suit, looking at you. Nervous. Don't notice the hands behind you until it's too late.
Wake up. Looks like an alley. Three men and a woman around you. Serious. One asks who sent you, why, and where you are going. You say Russian Mafia, deliver a package, to a butcher on 16th Street. They look at each other, then at you. You see one has the package. The woman says the butcher is a front. You know that, nobody who is not in a mob does. They trust you. They escort you. Still nervous. One of the men opens the door for you. You ask for Alonzo, as you were told. Butcher looks oddly for a moment, then goes into the back. Three men and women still around you. Another man comes out of the back with the butcher. He is Alonzo. You hand the package. He gives the money. Says the Russians must be scraping the barrel for a runner like you. You say nothing. You are escorted out.
Vasiliy returned to the present day. The butcher... that's where he could find someone related to the Mafia. And he remembered just where it was. He went down 16th Street, repeating the name of the store under his breath. And there it is, right as he remembered it. He went inside, and realized the man at the counter was the same as that one day. Vasiliy wondered if the man remembered him as well, but quickly doubted it. If this place was a front, it would surely get many runners every month. He went up to the counter and nervously gulped. The butcher said nothing, continuing his work.
Vasiliy spoke up. "I'm here for Alonzo."
mythmonster2
BEC NOIR! RUN!
Vasiliy nervously cleared his throat, before standing straight and saying, "My name is Vasiliy. Viktor Vassiliev has sent me." Vasily hoped using the don's actual name would make him seem more legitimate. "I must speak with Giustoni Alessandri."
(OOC: Viktor only ordered Vasiliy to tell Giustoni that Viktor wanted to speak with him, right? That's what I got out of the update.)
(OOC: Viktor only ordered Vasiliy to tell Giustoni that Viktor wanted to speak with him, right? That's what I got out of the update.)
Seon
Not An Evil Liar
The two policemen finally appeared in view just as both Ray disappeared from sight. She shot a smirk towards their direction before rounding the corner, breaking their line of sight.
There was some shouts from behind her, but she paid them almost no mind as she raced across the shipyard, through the confusing maze of crates, rubbles, ruined buildings, wrecked ships, and other junks. One of them had a gun, no thank you.
But she didn't just run off in any random direction. She ran towards the territory controlled by the Mafia.
There was some shouts from behind her, but she paid them almost no mind as she raced across the shipyard, through the confusing maze of crates, rubbles, ruined buildings, wrecked ships, and other junks. One of them had a gun, no thank you.
But she didn't just run off in any random direction. She ran towards the territory controlled by the Mafia.
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
As he walked away, Ray saw Lindsay running in the opposite direction, the two policemen behind her. One of them looked briefly in his direction, and so Raimundo turned his back to the shipyards and ran to the hospital through the alleyways.
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The arrow had missed. Sure, he had hit the matress, but far away from the centre of the target. Ray took a couple more shots and left for Saint Mary. He could do it in time for mass. Not that his thoughts would be for God, though.
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The arrow had missed. Sure, he had hit the matress, but far away from the centre of the target. Ray took a couple more shots and left for Saint Mary. He could do it in time for mass. Not that his thoughts would be for God, though.
Alonzo glared at Vasiliy. This wasn't something he'd been informed of, but the head of the Russian Mafia wasn't somebody to toy with.
"Follow me."
Vasiliy was blindfolded, and followed the man through the city to a massive building, one of the tallest in the city. As he climbed the stairs, he was allowed to see again, and was placed into a large room, of what appeared as though it had once been the penthouse suite of a hotel.
Whereas Vassiliev had a desk of electronics, Alessandri had an entire room. Four camera screens covered the wall, objects lined the doorway, and a few electric lanterns hung from the ceiling.
The Italian don stared at him.
"Why are you here?"
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"Follow me."
Vasiliy was blindfolded, and followed the man through the city to a massive building, one of the tallest in the city. As he climbed the stairs, he was allowed to see again, and was placed into a large room, of what appeared as though it had once been the penthouse suite of a hotel.
Whereas Vassiliev had a desk of electronics, Alessandri had an entire room. Four camera screens covered the wall, objects lined the doorway, and a few electric lanterns hung from the ceiling.
The Italian don stared at him.
"Why are you here?"
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mythmonster2
BEC NOIR! RUN!
Vasily stared at the electrical objects all around the room. He was conscious of the Italian don asking him why he was here, but the sheer amount of electricity here was mind-boggling for the young Russian. But the staring of the don brought him back to attention. He spoke up, trying his best to sound confident in the face of such an influential man, "I am a runner for the Russian Mafia. Viktor Vassiliev personally asked me to send you a message. And he requests a rendezvous with you. In person."
