There was a flash, a bright yellow light before 4 soldiers went flying out the entrance Eric was stationed. The remaining soldier eyed Eric, some looking back to see their companions sprawled on the floor with rather large holes in their chest. "You... Your that Failed aren't you? The one that killed The Founder. The one that's considered a--"
Eric plunged his staff deep into the man's chest before he could finish his statement. "I'm not one of them. Don't you ever consider me one of them." He ripped his staff out before it glowed blue. He then smacked the man's helmet with it, smiling when he heard the sickening crunch of both the helmet and the man's face breaking.
The rest of the soldiers hightailed it out of the building, but Eric wasn't so forgiving. He snatched one of the men before he could get out. Eric's hand started to glow white as a aura the same color surrounded the man. He screamed in agony as he was launched at lightning speed, crashing directly into the other soldiers, causing a destructive explosion.
Thrown Away RP (Officially starting)
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Jan 26, 2016 12:44 AM #1433168
Jan 26, 2016 1:21 AM #1433175
Riley had been watching the scene the entire time. He watched as Dante walked back towards the collapsed Elma, his finger tightening on the rifle's trigger as he approached her unconscious form.
His mouth curling into a growl, he whispered, "Don't lay a hand on her you bastard..."
His eye never left the scope as he watched Eve and Dante drag Elma onto a leaning position against the wall.
He watched the two Failed walk into the apartment complex. Leaving the lone Completed outside.
Making no hesitation, Riley picked up his eye from the scope, slung the rifle on his back, and sprinted towards the apartment complex...
Skidding to a stop in front of Elma, he leaned down so he was eye level with her. He lightly patted her cheek, whispering, "Elma?"
Not getting a proper response, he looked around, and not seeing anyone, grabbed Elma, slung her over his shoulder, and sprinted back to the park, carefully setting her on the bench.
He sat on the other side of the bench, breathing heavily...
His mouth curling into a growl, he whispered, "Don't lay a hand on her you bastard..."
His eye never left the scope as he watched Eve and Dante drag Elma onto a leaning position against the wall.
He watched the two Failed walk into the apartment complex. Leaving the lone Completed outside.
Making no hesitation, Riley picked up his eye from the scope, slung the rifle on his back, and sprinted towards the apartment complex...
Skidding to a stop in front of Elma, he leaned down so he was eye level with her. He lightly patted her cheek, whispering, "Elma?"
Not getting a proper response, he looked around, and not seeing anyone, grabbed Elma, slung her over his shoulder, and sprinted back to the park, carefully setting her on the bench.
He sat on the other side of the bench, breathing heavily...
Jan 26, 2016 1:49 AM #1433182
Climbing up the stairs, both Alex and the older man saw no one around, even inside the halls between the rooms. This gave a somewhat eerie feel to the situation.
"Alright, follow me. You got that key handy?" The cabby driver beckoned for the younger man to follow him as he turned to enter the fourth floor. Despite there being no apparent danger, he whispered the words as he did so, still clinging on to his envelope.
"Yes, of course. Lead the way." Alex forced a slight smile onto "his" face as "he" continued to walk behind the previously quite jolly individual, despite the now dreary mood.
Once at the door of the man's residence, there a brief moment of silence. Looking over at Alex, he held his hand out expectantly, looking at "him" with an awkward expression.
"Oh... right." Alex handed the man the keys a bit haphazardly, having forgotten about them already.
"Alright, follow me. You got that key handy?" The cabby driver beckoned for the younger man to follow him as he turned to enter the fourth floor. Despite there being no apparent danger, he whispered the words as he did so, still clinging on to his envelope.
"Yes, of course. Lead the way." Alex forced a slight smile onto "his" face as "he" continued to walk behind the previously quite jolly individual, despite the now dreary mood.
Once at the door of the man's residence, there a brief moment of silence. Looking over at Alex, he held his hand out expectantly, looking at "him" with an awkward expression.
"Oh... right." Alex handed the man the keys a bit haphazardly, having forgotten about them already.
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Jan 26, 2016 3:10 PM #1433328
Evelyn was following Dante back to the apartment, keeping her distance, with lowered head, staring at her shoes for the whole duration of a walk.
" This could've ended much, much worse, you clumsy idiot...Uuughhhhh!" She was mad at herself, first she...well...did what she did, and then she was just standing there like a last goof, forcing other people to save her sorry ass..."Great job, "love"...you're so helpful...shit...I'm gonna get these people killed, rather than helping them..."
She kicked an empty beer can, that she "encountered" as she was walking, to give vent to her frustration. With a metal bonk, first it hit the wall, and then landed back on concrete, rolling, making even more noise. Since there were absolutely no living soul around, this sound was extremely exaggerated and loud.
What annoyed her even more, was the fact that she was the only one, that apparently had no idea what is exactly going on. "As always..."
"Hey, I'm-" She raised her head, and was about to apologize to Dante, but then, she bit her tongue.
"No...Don't say anything stupid, Don't do, anything stupid...If you're not helping, at least don't bother anyone..."
Eve wasn't actually sure, if Dante was mad at her or not...He was a man of many secrets, she could feel it, and although He didn't seem to be mad, it didn't mean that he wasn't... It was enough that she was, anyway...
" This could've ended much, much worse, you clumsy idiot...Uuughhhhh!" She was mad at herself, first she...well...did what she did, and then she was just standing there like a last goof, forcing other people to save her sorry ass..."Great job, "love"...you're so helpful...shit...I'm gonna get these people killed, rather than helping them..."
She kicked an empty beer can, that she "encountered" as she was walking, to give vent to her frustration. With a metal bonk, first it hit the wall, and then landed back on concrete, rolling, making even more noise. Since there were absolutely no living soul around, this sound was extremely exaggerated and loud.
What annoyed her even more, was the fact that she was the only one, that apparently had no idea what is exactly going on. "As always..."
"Hey, I'm-" She raised her head, and was about to apologize to Dante, but then, she bit her tongue.
"No...Don't say anything stupid, Don't do, anything stupid...If you're not helping, at least don't bother anyone..."
Eve wasn't actually sure, if Dante was mad at her or not...He was a man of many secrets, she could feel it, and although He didn't seem to be mad, it didn't mean that he wasn't... It was enough that she was, anyway...
Jan 26, 2016 5:23 PM #1433339
"Don't sweat it." Dante cut Eve short. He wasn't really mad at her, but she still had put both into a very sticky situation. Luckily the odds were in his favor this time. The two got inside the apartment, Dante waiting at the door for Eve to come in then locking the door up.
"Go ahead and eat if you're hungry. There's plenty of food in the bags." he said whilst walking towards the table. Dante tossed his backpack onto the table, pulling out the knifes and the poach. He was lucid, but uneasy: soon the troops that Elma mentioned would have attacked them. He had to be prepared to save his skin. He began gearing up, tying the poach to his belt and placing the throwing knives inside. His brain was scóuring the many databases he had access to, downloading and apprehending all the possible information about Close Quarter Combat and knife throwing. By the time he finished setting the knives, the download was completed.
He glanced over at Eve, whom was ruffling through the bags. A grin grew on his face.
"Don't move, love."
With quick movements, Dante extracted knives from the poach, throwing them towards Eve in one, fluid motion. The 5 blades flew towards the girl in quick succession: with 5 gentle thuds, they impaled themselves into the wall in front of Eve, barely scratching her skin. He quickly scanned her body movements; she was petrified, but no harm was done.
"Perfect." he muttered with the same grin on his face.
"Go ahead and eat if you're hungry. There's plenty of food in the bags." he said whilst walking towards the table. Dante tossed his backpack onto the table, pulling out the knifes and the poach. He was lucid, but uneasy: soon the troops that Elma mentioned would have attacked them. He had to be prepared to save his skin. He began gearing up, tying the poach to his belt and placing the throwing knives inside. His brain was scóuring the many databases he had access to, downloading and apprehending all the possible information about Close Quarter Combat and knife throwing. By the time he finished setting the knives, the download was completed.
He glanced over at Eve, whom was ruffling through the bags. A grin grew on his face.
"Don't move, love."
With quick movements, Dante extracted knives from the poach, throwing them towards Eve in one, fluid motion. The 5 blades flew towards the girl in quick succession: with 5 gentle thuds, they impaled themselves into the wall in front of Eve, barely scratching her skin. He quickly scanned her body movements; she was petrified, but no harm was done.
"Perfect." he muttered with the same grin on his face.
Jan 26, 2016 6:57 PM #1433348
Evelyn was browsing through the bags, when Dante ordered her, not to move. She raised her head, just to see five, fast moving objects, pass right next to her face.
It took her a second or two to realize, what just happened, when she was standing there, totally frozen, staring at Dante. He scared a living shit out of her...
"Well then..."
Trying really hard to keep a straight face, she slowly straighten up from above the bags, still without breaking the eye contact with the knife-thrower.
Suddenly, a long cut appeared on her cheek, that started bleeding shortly after. She touched it with her left hand, and then looked at her fingers, stained with her blood now. She turned around, to look at the knives stuck in the wall behind her, then slowly turned back, placing her "terrified" gaze back on Dante. Her whole posture and face, were screaming one word; "why?".
But...She still had a really hard time, trying not to burst into laugh, during this masterpiece "performance".
It took her a second or two to realize, what just happened, when she was standing there, totally frozen, staring at Dante. He scared a living shit out of her...
"Well then..."
Trying really hard to keep a straight face, she slowly straighten up from above the bags, still without breaking the eye contact with the knife-thrower.
Suddenly, a long cut appeared on her cheek, that started bleeding shortly after. She touched it with her left hand, and then looked at her fingers, stained with her blood now. She turned around, to look at the knives stuck in the wall behind her, then slowly turned back, placing her "terrified" gaze back on Dante. Her whole posture and face, were screaming one word; "why?".
But...She still had a really hard time, trying not to burst into laugh, during this masterpiece "performance".
Jan 26, 2016 7:01 PM #1433349
Eric took a deep breath before walking away from the chaos he had caused, hoping no one heard the final explosion. He walked past the dead soldiers before feel something on his ankle, a hand. He looked down, seeing one of the soldiers that had survived the disaster he had caused. "He wants you back, you know that right?"
Eric sighed as he kneeled down by the dying soldier. "Yeah I know that," he smiled as he plucked the soldiers forehead, leaving a light bruise. "but he won't ever have me, especially sending a few rusty soldiers."
The soldier grunted at the pluck and looked up at Eric. "And the completed? You think you can take all of them on your own? I know your special, but--"
Eric once again plucked the man's forehead, drawing blood this time. "That's what the other guys are for, I mean seriously have you seen who we have? A psychotic telekinetic, a one man army, a smartass, a character from deadman wonderland, and the world's greatest magician. I'm sure we'll be just fi--" He was cut off by the sound of more boots. A group of 40 soldiers had run out from the corner, guns blazing.
Eric had managed to jump out of line of fire before firing a blue blast, causing a massive explosion, dust and debris flying everywhere. He used the distraction to get out of the area. He looked back at Eve's apartment, still thinking of Richard.
He'll be just fine.
Eric sighed as he kneeled down by the dying soldier. "Yeah I know that," he smiled as he plucked the soldiers forehead, leaving a light bruise. "but he won't ever have me, especially sending a few rusty soldiers."
The soldier grunted at the pluck and looked up at Eric. "And the completed? You think you can take all of them on your own? I know your special, but--"
Eric once again plucked the man's forehead, drawing blood this time. "That's what the other guys are for, I mean seriously have you seen who we have? A psychotic telekinetic, a one man army, a smartass, a character from deadman wonderland, and the world's greatest magician. I'm sure we'll be just fi--" He was cut off by the sound of more boots. A group of 40 soldiers had run out from the corner, guns blazing.
Eric had managed to jump out of line of fire before firing a blue blast, causing a massive explosion, dust and debris flying everywhere. He used the distraction to get out of the area. He looked back at Eve's apartment, still thinking of Richard.
He'll be just fine.
Jan 26, 2016 11:23 PM #1433381
Dante's grin suddenly turned into a smile, his rigid posture loosening up in the matter of moments. He shook his arms, hopping in place a couple of times. He concluded by clapping his hands together.
"Glad to see it worked." he said cheerfully. As he walked closer to Eve in order to pull out his knives from the wall, he sort of went over her, pushing her against the counter behind her. The two's eyes were still locked as their faces were now very close to one another.
"Hope it didn't hurt, love." he whispered in her ear as he reached to the knives. He pulled out each one with calm and precision, his eyes still locked with hers.
If only you weren't this pure...I wouldn't feel guilty...
With a quick move he pulled away from her, bringing his knives with him. Suddenly a loud explosion broke the silence; it was distant, but Dante made a wild guess about what was going on. He quickly walked to his balcony and looked outside: about 40 men were walking towards one of the complexes. By the looks of it, it was Eve's.
"Well, love, it looks like our comrades require assistance. Shall we?"
"Glad to see it worked." he said cheerfully. As he walked closer to Eve in order to pull out his knives from the wall, he sort of went over her, pushing her against the counter behind her. The two's eyes were still locked as their faces were now very close to one another.
"Hope it didn't hurt, love." he whispered in her ear as he reached to the knives. He pulled out each one with calm and precision, his eyes still locked with hers.
If only you weren't this pure...I wouldn't feel guilty...
With a quick move he pulled away from her, bringing his knives with him. Suddenly a loud explosion broke the silence; it was distant, but Dante made a wild guess about what was going on. He quickly walked to his balcony and looked outside: about 40 men were walking towards one of the complexes. By the looks of it, it was Eve's.
"Well, love, it looks like our comrades require assistance. Shall we?"
Jan 27, 2016 5:21 AM #1433480
Elma silently stirred to life.
Pink eyes slightly glazed, she looked over at Riley, cheeks flushing a pale red.
"Are...you ok? Payton?"'
Pink eyes slightly glazed, she looked over at Riley, cheeks flushing a pale red.
"Are...you ok? Payton?"'
Jan 27, 2016 5:23 AM #1433481
He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head as Elma called him Payton.
Nodding in response, he quietly said, "I'm fine Elma, but I'm Riley..."
He pointed to her, "But I'd like to ask, are you okay?"
Nodding in response, he quietly said, "I'm fine Elma, but I'm Riley..."
He pointed to her, "But I'd like to ask, are you okay?"
Jan 27, 2016 5:35 AM #1433482
Grabbing his arm and holding on to it tightly, Elma shook her head as tears began to water her eyes.
"Where...where were you Payton? Sasha...she told me...but then she disappeared too and then...and then I couldn't find anyone...I was so scared...but now your here..."
She squeezed his hand and then pulled it to her own cheek.
"Promise me...promise, you won't disappear too...promise," she plead.
"Where...where were you Payton? Sasha...she told me...but then she disappeared too and then...and then I couldn't find anyone...I was so scared...but now your here..."
She squeezed his hand and then pulled it to her own cheek.
"Promise me...promise, you won't disappear too...promise," she plead.
Jan 27, 2016 5:39 AM #1433483
Riley attempted to speak, opening his mouth, but no words came forth, he just stuttered as tears formed in Elma's eyes.
He didn't know what to say, he lightly grabbed her hand, quietly saying, "It's okay Elma, I won't leave you too. I promise..."
He didn't know what to say, he lightly grabbed her hand, quietly saying, "It's okay Elma, I won't leave you too. I promise..."
Jan 27, 2016 6:41 AM #1433489
Devouring a mountain of food, Devour was relentless. Every time she swallowed a piece of food, another piece was already inside her mouth. She kept on going and going, one plate after another.
"Come on, girl. Are you trying to suffocate yourself?" A voice rang out from the kitchen, "Can you even suffocate?" His booming voice echoed across the hall. On top of this high rise building, a single floor was reserved for the fanciest of restaurants, aptly named Sundown for its charming view of the setting sun. The view from high above at night would also be marvelous, as the lights from buildings and vehicles flickered and moved like a beautiful array of fireflies. A sight he hadn't seen in years. Then again, this was the bright morning, so the view was less than spectacular. Oh w-
"I need more!" A sharp voice cut through the chef's monologue like a hot knife through butter. Even an idiot would realize that she was cranky just from the tone. Or maybe not. He had seen his fair share of idiocy. He would prefer to just eat them up than lis-, "Chef! I demand more!"
"Coming, ma'am!" The chef walked out as plates and plates of food were spread out on multiple food carts, "Stress, ain't it? The stress hunger?"
She stared daggers at him. If looks could kill, he'd be swooned over by her. Reduced to wrapping around her fingers.
Lucky I'm gay. He smirked.
As he placed the plates down with precision, she replied in hand with a swift attack, making food disappear as they land the plate and placing the dish on the other side.
"You sure you're tasting it?" He winced at her speed. Could someone truly enjoy food at that pace?
"Yes." A curt reply from the woman herself. Then again, he'd heard of her brain's processing power, capable of awareness two hundred times superior to a normal person's. Truly, Ashley Devor, a Devouring Monster.
"No judging, but..." He took a seat from another table and sat next to her, "You're not alone, alright?"
The moment she heard the word, she bit off her fork. She looked at him, surprised.
"... Yeah. I got a big organization backing me, along with fellow... companions of comparable abilities. And I've also been pro-"
"What about a friend?" She continued to shove her face with food, ignoring the chef's question.
"Look. I may not be a lover. I may only be the chef that kept you well-fed. But even so, at least I can lend an ear, you know?" Ashley was incredulous. The timing was perfect. Too perfect,"I'm your friend, I got your back."
"Dominate sure pays well, don't they?" She stopped eating. He stopped talking. There was only silence. No more clanking of metal, no more chewing of food. There was the silence that had suffocated many with awkwardness.
"Yeah." He replied curtly, "It's your choice. Whether or not you take up the offer. Listen. The Organization knows you. They know that you would recognize any traps. And they know you would walk straight into them. So... for your sake, don't struggle. Don't make it hard for yourself."
She stood up. She used the napkin put on her collar and cleaned herself. She finished almost all the food. Except for one. She proceeded to rearrange the cutlery and the food in front of the chef.
"Jack "Cannibal" Blanc. Your favorite dish. Young man's meat sauteed with red wine." She gave him one last look before heading off for the apartment complex.
"Cheh. And they say feeding her human flesh is easy." As her footsteps faded away, he mumbled under his breath, "And here I am, going through the troubles of cooking the Fiancé deLuxe for her. He would've been inseparable from you, just as you always wanted."
"Come on, girl. Are you trying to suffocate yourself?" A voice rang out from the kitchen, "Can you even suffocate?" His booming voice echoed across the hall. On top of this high rise building, a single floor was reserved for the fanciest of restaurants, aptly named Sundown for its charming view of the setting sun. The view from high above at night would also be marvelous, as the lights from buildings and vehicles flickered and moved like a beautiful array of fireflies. A sight he hadn't seen in years. Then again, this was the bright morning, so the view was less than spectacular. Oh w-
"I need more!" A sharp voice cut through the chef's monologue like a hot knife through butter. Even an idiot would realize that she was cranky just from the tone. Or maybe not. He had seen his fair share of idiocy. He would prefer to just eat them up than lis-, "Chef! I demand more!"
"Coming, ma'am!" The chef walked out as plates and plates of food were spread out on multiple food carts, "Stress, ain't it? The stress hunger?"
She stared daggers at him. If looks could kill, he'd be swooned over by her. Reduced to wrapping around her fingers.
Lucky I'm gay. He smirked.
As he placed the plates down with precision, she replied in hand with a swift attack, making food disappear as they land the plate and placing the dish on the other side.
"You sure you're tasting it?" He winced at her speed. Could someone truly enjoy food at that pace?
"Yes." A curt reply from the woman herself. Then again, he'd heard of her brain's processing power, capable of awareness two hundred times superior to a normal person's. Truly, Ashley Devor, a Devouring Monster.
"No judging, but..." He took a seat from another table and sat next to her, "You're not alone, alright?"
The moment she heard the word, she bit off her fork. She looked at him, surprised.
"... Yeah. I got a big organization backing me, along with fellow... companions of comparable abilities. And I've also been pro-"
"What about a friend?" She continued to shove her face with food, ignoring the chef's question.
"Look. I may not be a lover. I may only be the chef that kept you well-fed. But even so, at least I can lend an ear, you know?" Ashley was incredulous. The timing was perfect. Too perfect,"I'm your friend, I got your back."
"Dominate sure pays well, don't they?" She stopped eating. He stopped talking. There was only silence. No more clanking of metal, no more chewing of food. There was the silence that had suffocated many with awkwardness.
"Yeah." He replied curtly, "It's your choice. Whether or not you take up the offer. Listen. The Organization knows you. They know that you would recognize any traps. And they know you would walk straight into them. So... for your sake, don't struggle. Don't make it hard for yourself."
She stood up. She used the napkin put on her collar and cleaned herself. She finished almost all the food. Except for one. She proceeded to rearrange the cutlery and the food in front of the chef.
"Jack "Cannibal" Blanc. Your favorite dish. Young man's meat sauteed with red wine." She gave him one last look before heading off for the apartment complex.
"Cheh. And they say feeding her human flesh is easy." As her footsteps faded away, he mumbled under his breath, "And here I am, going through the troubles of cooking the Fiancé deLuxe for her. He would've been inseparable from you, just as you always wanted."
Jan 27, 2016 3:32 PM #1433562
Dante got close...Like, really close...maybe a little too close? Eve's face sank in a blush again. Cut on her cheek disappeared, as it was never there, so did the blood. When He whispered to her ear, she was just about to start explaining herself, that it was just a joke, but something told her, to just stay quiet and...exactly...and what?
Dante stepped back, and for a moment there was an awkward- at least for Evelyn- moment of silence... that was until the explosion shook the ground.
She ran to the nearest window, just to see "her" building covered in smoke.
"Oh, what the hell?!"
She let out a loud sigh. "Well...I guess I've signed up for this myself... Yeah...let's go..."
Heading to the exit, she stopped at the bags again, took two apples, first one, she put in her mouth, and threw the second to Dante, then left to the staircase. She was still slightly blushing.
Dante stepped back, and for a moment there was an awkward- at least for Evelyn- moment of silence... that was until the explosion shook the ground.
She ran to the nearest window, just to see "her" building covered in smoke.
"Oh, what the hell?!"
She let out a loud sigh. "Well...I guess I've signed up for this myself... Yeah...let's go..."
Heading to the exit, she stopped at the bags again, took two apples, first one, she put in her mouth, and threw the second to Dante, then left to the staircase. She was still slightly blushing.
Jan 28, 2016 6:49 PM #1433793
Grant had been thinking hard about what he heard Richard say.
A small army AND all three completed? Hell, sounds fun.
Grant used his powers to pick up large hunks of rusting metal around the junkyard before walking out. He figured he'd head for a large public area, might find some fun there. He began whistling a light hearted tune through his helmet as he stepped into the park, large metal objects flying around him.
Suddenly, the telekinetic yelled out. "OLLY OLLY OXEN FUCK!! ANY DOMINATE WANNA DIE?"
EDIT: OOC: I was visiting my parents for a few days, will be back now.
A small army AND all three completed? Hell, sounds fun.
Grant used his powers to pick up large hunks of rusting metal around the junkyard before walking out. He figured he'd head for a large public area, might find some fun there. He began whistling a light hearted tune through his helmet as he stepped into the park, large metal objects flying around him.
Suddenly, the telekinetic yelled out. "OLLY OLLY OXEN FUCK!! ANY DOMINATE WANNA DIE?"
EDIT: OOC: I was visiting my parents for a few days, will be back now.