Disenchanted

[SIZE=1]Jonah had all but disappeared after he told everyone he was going to look for some information amongst the carnage. Truth be told, he found some, but it could wait until morning, when everyone was awake. Hopefully they would all be in a better mood then they had been. He still couldn?t figure out why Tessa and Lumine were pissed at one another. He had been walking around the ghost town for some time, by the time he decided to walk back to where everyone else was it was already well into the night. Everyone seemed to be asleep, save for him, sleeping never really was his ?thing?. He did sleep, but they were always catnaps, never any longer than a few hours, sometimes minutes. For the last few hours he had just been walking, nothing more. He had found some good hiding places, among other things; he took a watch off one of the dead bounty hunters. [I]They don?t need it any more,[/I] he told him self, [I]their time is up[/I], he chucked inwardly at the bad pun. As he walked through the ghost town he looked at his surroundings. Everything was bathed in a strange whitish glow from the moon, the town looked entirely different, he took his glasses off and placed them in his jacket pocket. Jonah walked back towards where he remembered everyone to be last, sitting in the van was Tessa; he could just make out her facial features although he was standing a while off. She was beautiful; there was no doubt about that fact. He stood there in the open watching her as she watched the sky. Jonah looked up and saw the vast amount of stars; he looked back down at Tessa who had noticed his presence. He was standing to far away for her to see his face clearly, although anyone could tell he didn?t have his reflective glasses on. Hearing approaching footsteps and not wanting to wait around to see who they belonged too, Jonah looked towards the ground and then back at Tessa before walking back the way he came. [B]?Don?t fool yourself?? [/B] he whispered to nothing. Jonah climbed the ladder to the roof of a near by building some way away. Rubbing his eyes and putting his glasses back on, he propped himself up against a generator box, the only thing on the roof besides him and broken pipe. Crossing his arms behind his head he sat there with one leg out stretched and the other propped up on the broken pipe and waited for the sun to eventually come up. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]?Five thousand on Big Red.? [/B] Harrison announced nonchalantly, other players and people that had gathered to watch his display gasped and talked amongst one another in hushed whispers. He had just told everyone present that he believed, on his next roll, he would be able to roll a seven. He believed it so strongly that he bet the maximum of five thousand dollars. Harry wasn?t accustom to playing craps or any other casino game for that matter, but his being in Monaco and all, well he just couldn?t resist. The game wasn?t that hard to pick up; in a fair amount of time he had amassed two thousand dollars and hopefully would be able to add to that sum following the positive outcome of his current bet. He held the dice in one hand blew on them for luck and threw them at the back wall of the craps table. The immediate vicinity around the table was dead quiet, time almost slowed down as the dice bounced around the green felted table. [B]?Seven!?[/B] the stickman called out excitedly, the people gathered around the table clapped and some cheered, it was at that time that Harry decided to quit while he was ahead. There was no need to exhaust all of his luck in one night, besides; he needed some of it to race with. Collecting his chips and leaving tips for all the staff members, Harry cashed in and left, but not before downing a few drinks and chatting to a few young females. The night was still young and he intended to party at some point. As he waited for the valet to collect his Maserati he checked his phone, a short line of text informed him he had an unread text message. The message had been sent during day, he had been too busy sightseeing to notice it, it was from Rei. He had informed her that he would be arriving in the country today. There was a race on tomorrow, excellent. Not so excellent was the fact that Rei was warning them of Interpol. Texting Rei back he wrote, [B]-I?m finally here, how have you been? I?ll be there 2morrow, driving the Diablo. Heard from Crash? Cheers, Harry-[/B] Sliding into the driver?s seat he shifted the car into gear and speed off down the road. His next stop would be a little more sightseeing and then the Monaco docks, hopefully Jager had received Harry?s message to meet him there. He needed a few quick jobs done on the Diablo before the race. If Harry was lucky Jager would agree to go partying or at least let him tag along, if not then there were plenty of bars and girls to go around, he might even stop by [I]Formula-1[/I]. [CENTER]+++[/CENTER] [ooc: Let me know if somethings wrong Dare, hope I did ok. Let me know if you want me to change something Sazabi. Sorry it's a bit short.] [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Jonah could see that Tessa was pissed; he quietly chuckled to himself as they all stood in silence, his chuckle grew louder and then burst into a full blown laugh. Everyone looked up and stared at him, he wiped away the tears behind his glasses. Tessa finally cracked and yelled at him. [B]?What?s so funny??[/B] her voice bounced off the buildings giving it a slight echo. [B]?You, you are funny, this whole situation is hilarious.? [/B] Jonah had reverted back to his fun loving side, besides there was no one to kill now. [B]?How is this funny?? [/B] Tessa but a lot of emphasis on the word ?this? she pointed around to the dead bodies and burning cars, Jonah?s laughing was only serving to make Tessa angrier, he held up his hands in defense. [B]?Personally, I love team work, it?s in my blood. You need to relax a bit more, look around; personally I?ve been a lot worse situations. You are still alive, your boyfriend is still alive,?[/B] he motioned towards Lumine. ?[B]Ashcraft is? Ashcraft, I trust him?don?t know why but anyway. Fang isn?t a little girl; she is quite capable of taking care of herself.?[/B] Jonah stopped his rambling and began to walk away from the group still chuckling. [B]?Where are you going?? [/B] Ashcraft yelled after Jonah. [B]?I?m going to do a little recon, your all welcome to come along??[/B] his speech trailed off at the end and turned into a half yelled mumble. Jonah wasn?t that far from the group at all, he began rummaging through bodies that weren?t burnt looking for info on other bounties that they mightn?t have. He yelled back to Tessa. [B]?You wont get to know me if you just sit there!? [/B] This wasn?t what he really had in mind for recon but given their current situation it was better than nothing. He hoped to god that Fang knew what she was doing; everyone must have known that she most likely wasn?t going to the hospital. Fang's wound wasn?t that bad, [I]you be careful missy[/I], he thought. [/SIZE] [SIZE=1]Edit: ooc:This twin thing is confusing me! ahh well.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]ooc: We shall get there eventually! Short post I know. Ic: Dalanius drew his sword as the creatures approached the group, he looked at Vincent who nodded to him, Dalanius nodded back. [B]?We have to get to the princess, once again. Without her they hopefully won?t be able to complete their twisted ritual...I hope?[/B] He looked to Ceyla, she gave him a reassuring nod, Dalanius then looked back towards Kacela and her father, Kacela gave him a nod also. [B]?I love you Ceyla, we?ve come this far, no turning back.?[/B] He flashed her a smile, he couldn?t help feeling that this time they might not come out of this alive. [B]"No turning back."[/B] Ceyla repeated returning his smile, allthough it looked as though she was feeling the same way as he did. Everyone drew their weapons as the creatures drew nearer and nearer, either side seemed to be waiting for the other to move first. Vincent make the first move, he charged forwards with his horse, Dalanius was quick to follow. Some creatures took flight and others charged forwards, they hissed and growled as they clawed one another to be first at the new enemy. This was the beginning of their final battle; he hoped to god that they would live to tell the tale.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Jonah decided that he would leave Tessa, Kyle and Lumine to ride in the first truck; he got into the second letting Fang drive. He crosses his arms and wriggled back into the seat as she drove, his sleep last night was less than, shall we say?pleasant. In no time Jonah was asleep behind his reflective glasses. [COLOR=DarkOrange][CENTER]+++[/CENTER][/COLOR] [I][B]?I don?t think you?re telling the truth, I don?t like it when people lie to me.? [/B] The man was masked in shadow, the only thing evident was the fact he was holding a lighter in one hand and lighter fluid in the other. A long figure, strapped to a chair, stayed silent and unmoving despite the threat. [B]?I will ask only once more.? [/B] The figure in the chair remained passive, his eyes fixed on the floor between his feet; the man had not once stepped out of the shadows. If he though that it was somehow intimidating then he was wrong. The man in the chair would not give up the information, nothing could persuade him, nothing. The shadow cloaked man lit the lighter revealing his features for a split second before they faded into black once more. [B]?Last warning.?[/B] [/I] [CENTER][COLOR=DarkOrange]+++[/COLOR][/CENTER] Jonah woke with a start, a loud noise cutting though his dream forcing him into reality, a welcome change none the less. [B]"What the hell happened, Fang? What's wrong with Ashcraft's truck?"[/B] [B]"I... have no idea..." [/B] she cut her self off, lowering her head and scrunching up her eyes as if that would some how help her to see better. The truck regained its composure and moved on, 1 mile out from their destination the trucks stopped, after a while everyone got out. [B]"Are you okay?"[/B] Jonah asked, concerned. [B]"Fine."[/B] Kyle answered matter of fact. [B]"Well why'd the truc-"[/B] [B]"I got a little 'dazed' at the wheel, that's all."[/B] Kyle shot a look at Lumine and Jonah decided not to press the matter any further. [B]"Where are we?"[/B] Fang spoke. [B]"1 mile away from the spot we agreed on looking first."[/B] [B]"Oh."[/B] Fang and Jonah replied at the same time, Jonah shot her a smile. [B]"Ready?"[/B] Kyle spoke, eager it seemed, to get things underway. [B]"Are [U]you[/U]?" [/B] Jonah replied with an amused look on his face, he was feeling excited that there would finally be some action. As the group walked towards town Jonah instinctively brought up the rear, old habits die hard. Everyone mostly remained silent save for Lumine and Tessa who occasionally mumbled to one another. Jonah could feel the tension in the air between Lumine, Kyle and Tessa; he found people were easily read when they were bothered in some way. Jonah listened to everyone?s exchanges when they reached the town, he watched from behind the second truck as Kyle struck Lumine with his own gun, somehow that didn?t surprise Jonah much. The town looked rather dilapidated, as most ghost towns did. Lumine and Tessa were quick to disappear into the town leaving Jonah on his own, [I][B]?Typical?[/B] [/I] , he thought.[I] [B]?A little organization could go along way, especially if one or more of them get pinned down.? [/B][/I] He knew that the Black Hawk wouldn?t be in this town, it was certain to Jonah that some of his ?soldiers? would be. It would be important not to underestimate any of the Hawk?s men. Jonah circled around the back of the town to get a better vantage point, he watched from an adjacent building as Kyle knocked Fang over the head and disappeared, another man helped her up who just happened to look exactly like Kyle. [B]?Either there is two of Kyle or my eye sight is worse than I thought.?[/B] Blinking and vowing to investigate the strange occurrence further, he continued on away from the others but kept them in his peripheral vision. He pushed the Kyle incident to the back of his mind for the moment, his game face was on and he meant business, his colder personality quickly began rising to the surface. Jonah adjusted his reflective glasses as he rounded another building with one pistol held out in front of him, a knife would do no good in this situation, not yet anyways. He was sure to check behind him as he moved; Jonah wanted to bring in the Hawk but then again so did everyone else. He was nearing the centre of the town, this was where things should start to get very interesting. He mumbled quietly to himself as he moved though the buildings. [B]??You will not be so lucky this time Hawk, not this time?.?[/B] [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][sorry guys more mushy-ness ^^;] [B]?[I]Your[/I] cute.?[/B] he murmured in Ceyla?s hear, putting a strong emphasis on your. Dalanius let his shoulders sag as he looked up towards the horizon; the docks were coming into clear view. [B]?There?s something I need to tell you, before we reach dry land.? [/B] Ceyla nodded softly. [B]?I had a wife and child, a daughter, before all this happened. This was my first quest back on duty after their deaths. I?d had enough of sitting around feeling sorry for myself; I needed to get back into some sort of a normal life. I loved them with everything that I had and then they were just gone. You understand, don?t you? Your brothers?? [/B] Dalanius cut himself off before continuing, Ceyla remained quiet as she waited for him to go on. [B]?I never thought that I?d ever love another woman in the same way ever again, but you, you brought back something that hadn?t been there in a long time.?[/B] Dalanius stopped talking and stared out at the ocean, they were almost at the docks and almost at their journeys end. Ceyla spun around and looked into his eyes, he gave her a smile and she returned it. The two kissed as the dock drew nearer and nearer. [B]?Thank you?? [/B] she spoke going to say more but held off, he tiled his head to one side questioningly but she didn?t explain. The docks were fast approaching in a matter of minutes they would be on dry land and making their way to the King.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]ooc:Apologies for my lack of posting. ic:Jonah adjusted his sunglasses as he spoke; he was looking at Kyle and Fang directly in the eyes but they wouldn?t have noticed due to the reflective nature of his glasses. [B]?We can safely assume that almost every bounty hunter will be after the Crimson Slayer. With the insane amount of on money on his head everyone will be looking to nab him first and alive.? [/B] He paused and waited, Fang and Kyle nodded, Jonah continued. [B]?I?m theorizing that a smaller number of bounty hunters will be after the Torn and the Hawk since their bounties aren?t worth as much but still significant.? [/B] Fang spoke next. [B]?This needs to be a group decision since we all have to help each other whether we like it or not.?[/B] Both men nodded in agreement. Jonah scanned the Inn without moving his head. Kyle and Fang were talking to one another about their plan of action; at least he assumed that?s what they were doing. He couldn?t see Tessa or Lumine anywhere, perhaps they already have gone to bed he thought. He suddenly stood from the table leaving Fang and Kyle. [B]?I?m going to get some rest, we have a rather big day ahead of us tomorrow, and perhaps we should decide what we are doing when everyone is present?? [/B] Jonah bid them both a goodnight and walked to his room, [B]?tomorrow should be an interesting day.?[/B] he murmured to himself as he got ready to sleep. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][CENTER][B]Real Name:[/B] Alex Houston [B]Age:[/B] 17 [B]Delta Name:[/B] Momoiro or Momo (as a nick name meaning peach) [B]Delta Age:[/B] 17 [B]Team Name:[/B] Alpha Delta Beta [B]Class:[/B] White Mage [B]Player Rank: [/B] 3 [B]Weapon: [/B] [URL=http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/6641/astaff3yc.png]+Staff+[/URL] The cloth her staff is bound with, where it is griped and at its base is bright pink in colour. [B]Personality:[/B] Momoiro is a dreamer at heart; she is content most if not all the time. It takes a great deal to make her upset or angry, she likes to look on the brighter side of things even if it?s difficult. Momoiro likes to observe the world around her; she can often be caught day dreaming or staring out at anything that grabs her attention. She has a deep care for life and is very loyal to those on her team. She acts virtually the same in the real word. [B]Magic:[/B] [I][B]Heal:[/B] [/I] This spell heals all members in her party in and out of combat; it will completely cure minor injuries and the effects of mild poisons. It will only partially cure severe injuries and strong poisons. The spell can be aimed at select people or over the whole party. [B]Picture: [/B] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v673/LanHikari89/adb03.png[/IMG][/CENTER][/SIZE]

[COLOR=DimGray][SIZE=1]occ: I hope this is ok with you Random! I?ll change it right away it if its not k? ^_^; and if I?ve got something wrong please tell me white. [/SIZE] [/COLOR] [CENTER]+++[/CENTER] [SIZE=1][B]?I?m late! Dam it!?[/B] Archer was supposed to meet Random in game almost 2 hours ago. [B]?I hope she?s not raving mad.?[/B] she muttered to herself. Sure enough Random was still waiting for her at their prescribed meeting place, which was at the main market place right next to the large bulletin board. Random had her left hand on her hip, assuming an almost annoyed stance. [B]?Finally, where have you been?? [/B] Random yelled at her friend, Archer looked rather sheepish. [B]?I-ah over slept.? [/B] Random rolled her eyes at Archer. [B]?I?m sorry! Can we get going then?? [/B] Random could never stay angry at her for long, her expression changed from irritated to normal; at least Archer hoped it was normal. The two were planning on taking a quest together; they started looking around the bulletin board when they were momentarily startled by a booming voice. [B]"Event!"[/B] Random and Archer looked at one another excitedly. [B]"The Event today is Hide and Go Seek. I have hidden a small copper coin, the size of a toenail, somewhere in EVIO. Your job is to find it and return it to me. Feel free to get into groups to look for it. While this event is in progress, all PvP (player versus player) will be disabled and anyone participating has been granted a mount for the time being. [/B] [B]"If you are of the Fire Faction, you will receive the Tribal Dog. Water Faction members will get a Water Serpent. A Gryphon will belong to you Wind-users and Earth Faction players will receive a Rock Ram. Finally, players of the Light Faction will get a Unicorn and Shadow followers will get a Demon Horse."[/B] Almost everyone around the two players at that point dropped whatever weapons they were using to fight one another and ran off, some people just ran off. [B]"To get your mount, sign-up at the nearest list in your local city and log out. When you log back in, your mount will be waiting for you in your bank. Also, I have hidden 4 fake Copper Coins. They look identical to the other one, but are not one in the same. Handing in one of these will grant you the ability to keep your mount."[/B] Random and Archer looked at one another and spoke at the same time. [B]?You up for it?? [/B] They laughed as they ran off to find the nearest list. Signing up the two players were signing out of the game and back in again ready to get going on their mounts. Now all they needed to do was figure out where two of these coins were. [B]?I?m pretty sure that we can?t both claim one coin.?[/B] Random spoke as Archer nodded in agreement with her. The coins wouldn?t be anywhere obvious, Archer thought. Unless?unless the GM puts them somewhere obvious thinking no one will look there because it?s obvious. The thought just proved to confuse her more than she already was. Ruling out the thought to make her head stop hurting Archer produced a map of the world. They marked where they thought the coins might be in order of possibility. One signifying ?It HAS to be there? and 5 signifying ?Might be but unlikely.? They had to find two of the coins it didn?t matter if the two they found weren?t real, keeping a mount would be just as good; if they found only one then they would decide who would hand it in by their usual friendly manner of rock paper scissors. They rarely ever fought with one another even when they did they were usually laughing by the end of it and all was forgotten. [B]?I think one of them might be here.? [/B] Archer spoke matter of fact. She pointed to the medium level desert, her finger resting right on the Rllyek Mountain, the mountain was well known among players of being the home to one of the games most prized birds, the Giant Jingwei. The bird was known to many for its sheer determination when going after its prey or intruders into its territory, one the bird had you in its sights it wouldn?t give up hunting you. The Mountain was placed right on the boundary to the higher level deserts. Random looked at Archer mortified; they would need every trick in the book to out smart a Jingwei, That?s if the coin was actually there in the first place. Archer was having serious doubts about disturbing the giant birds herself, for this outing she would need to learn a new spell. [B]?I?ll be right back?? [/B] Archer ran off leaving Random to contemplate the map while she was gone. Archer returned a few minutes later with a wide grin on her face. She had in her hand a small cleat bottle. Inside this bottle was a fine white mist. Buying the spell from a merchant was an expensive way to do things, Archer didn?t like doing it but she didn?t have the time to learn it herself. Archer took off the lid of the bottle and brought it up under her nose, the mist filed out of the bottle, spilt into two streams and disappeared up her nostrils. She brought out her crystal orb to see if the spell had worked. Sure enough a white mist formed inside the orb and then dissipated. She had learnt a new spell. Random looked at her friend funny and then decided not to ask what she had just done. Archer rejoined her friend in looking at the map to decide where their second port of call would be. Random deduced that another of the coins might be hidden in the ruins of the great Tuttlan forest, Archer agreed. The two hopped on their mounts and headed out, their first stop would be Rllyek Mountain; Archer hoped that her new spell would do the trick; if it didn?t then they would both be wandering the graveyard very soon. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Quick question, may we look for the coins as pairs or do we have to do it individually? ^^;[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]After briefly talking with fang following all the commotion with the Slayer, Jonah headed up to his room, number 11. He went straight into the bathroom; he looked at his reflection for a long time before reaching to take his sunglasses off. He placed the sunglasses on the side of the sink and once again looked at his reflection. Without his glasses Jonah Worth wasn?t very nice to look at, that?s why he [I]always[/I] kept them on, if by some change people actually got a look at his eyes they would either, a) scream and turn away, b) wince and make a disgusted [B]?uggh?[/B] sound or, c) stare at him with a very strange/shocked look on their face. Jonah plugged the sink with hot water and plunged his face into it with his eyes open; he stayed there until he could no longer hold his breath then took his face out of the water. Grabbing a towel he wiped his wet face and hair. The room wasn?t all that bad really; probably need a few repairs here and there but nothing was without its faults. Jonah flopped down onto the bed and turned the TV on, every station was more or less talking non stop about the bounties, typical. He turned of the boring television and was contemplating going to sleep when there was a knock at his door. He took a few long strides into the bathroom and put his sunglasses back on, opening the door he saw Fang. [B]?What is it??[/B] he asked running a hand though his hair. [B]"I'm bored, and I feel like playing poker. There are probably a few people in the bar who like gambling, but I thought you might be better company. If you feel like playing, come down,"[/B] she spoke bluntly but flashed him a smile before she turned on her heals and was gone before he could answer back. [I][B]?Cheeky aren?t we??[/B][/I] he muttered closing the door behind him and following her downstairs, she was already seated and shuffling the deck. He slid into a chair opposite her,[B] ?What are we playing??[/B] Fang?s shuffling was good, she would throw in a fancy tick or two as the cards danced in her hands. [B]?Where did you learn those tricks??[/B] Fang flashed him another smile. [B]?Bounty hunters are entitled to a little fun now and then.? [/B] [B]?We?re being mysterious tonight aren?t we??[/B] Fang flashed him another smile and dealt Jonah his cards. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Dalanius walked aboard the ferry with the group, the boat was rather rocky and he felt slightly queasy from its constant swaying but nothing enough to make him sick. He walked over to Vincent who was sitting rather quietly. [B]?What do you think is waiting for us back at the castle??[/B] It may have sounded like an odd question, epically coming from Dalanius but it was a legitimate question. Dalanius didn?t know why but he felt something strange in returning to the castle. Not once had he missed its grounds, usually he couldn?t wait to get home but something was telling him to keep away. Maybe it was just him in a strange mood. Vincent shrugged in response. [B]?Our reward hopefully, who knows? Why??[/B] Dalanius shrugged in response this time. [B]?Curious.?[/B] He gave Vincent a pat on the back and walked back over to Ceyla; he walked around her and put his hands over her eyes. [B]?Guess who.?[/B] He whispered into her ear, he heard her chuckle before she lifted his hands off her face and turned around. He used to do the same with his wife? [B]?Any problems??[/B] Dalanius shook his head indicating a no; Ceyla smiled and turned around looking back out to the water. He hoped to god that nothing would come in between them. He rested his head on her shoulder, if she was feeling sea sick than she definitely wasn?t showing it. He watched the waves as the ferry continued to rock backwards and forwards. [I]I hope this ride doesn?t take too long [/I] he thought.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I always believed that if I swallowed any sort of seed like a watermelon, orange or apple or whatever, that the seed would actually start to grow in my stomach and eventually out my mouth. I was told this by my horrible brother I think, I had a fear of swallowing watermelon seeds for a very long time, when I eventually did swallow one I ran around the house like crazy believing a plant would sprout from my mouth at any moment. It didn?t of course and I didn?t die like I thought I would ^_^ I also that that heaven was the sky, as in when you got to the clouds you were in heaven, then again? I also thought that the Shredder from the Ninja Turtles would come out of any drain I passed by and try and kill me. Again this was due to my brother. ^^ happy child hood. I also truly believed that there was a man on the moon and the moon was made of cheese. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Jonah took in the lovely sights of the women as they walked towards the Inn, one he saw, had a thorned rose marking on her arm, interesting he thought. We might have some personal issues to deal with. Of the entire group Jonah was probably the only one not angered at the team arrangement. As he watched the group walk to the Inn a strange sight caught his eyes. A blind bounty hunter, now that was strange, when he thought again it probably wasn?t that hard to believe. He himself had problems in that ball park. When the group reached the Inn Jonah was the first to order a drink, weird looks ensued when he didn?t remove his glasses inside. In all this time Jonah had only picked up on two of the group?s names, the red head Kyle Ashcraft and Miss rose who was called Fang, other than that he had no idea. Ashcraft brought a round of drinks to the table and Jonah downed his whiskey, it would take a lot more than one drink to get him drunk but he stopped at one anyway. As the others began to joke and talk with each other Jonah noticed the other lady in the group not saying anything. Luckily before she became silent he caught her name as being Tessa, clever girl he thought, observing everyone. People found it difficult when talking to Jonah, all they received in return in ay of response was movement from his mouth. There eyes were met with a semi-distorted orangey reflection of themselves in his glasses. It was at that moment that a large crash could be heard from the other end of the bar. A fight seemed to have been starting at the other end. Jonah almost laughed it off until bullets started flying; he dived from his chair and was up in a flash. It would seem that the Crimson slayer had joined their party. He didn?t really give The CS another thought as he started punching other rowdy bounty hunters eager to get in on the money that was staring them in the face. Jonah just wanted to make sure the other members of his team could do what they needed to do. [B]?Just like old times.?[/B] he mumbled to himself. His unit had started more than one bar fight in their time. Jonah turned to see Tessa flung across the room and then crash into Fang. Tessa was up in an instant and out the door of the Inn looking for The CS no doubt; she came back inside and went directly up stairs not bothering with the rest of them. Jonah walked over to Fang and held a hand out; she waved it away and stood up on her own. [B]?Thanks, but no thanks.?[/B] She spoke while dusting her self off. [B]?I didn?t catch your name.?[/B] [B]?Jonah and yours?? [/B]He already knew but asked anyway. [B]?Fang.? [/B]She spoke matter of fact but a small smile darted across her lips. [B]?Who are you bunking with??[/B] [B]?No one?at the moment.? [/B]He adjusted his sunglasses slightly, flashed a smile at Fang and headed up the stairs to find his room. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]------------------------------------------------------------------------ [U][B][COLOR=DarkOrange]Rap Sheet[/COLOR][/B][/U] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Report filed by:[/B][/COLOR][/U] Sydney PD [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Name: [/B][/COLOR][/U] Harrison Said, Called Harry by those who know him. [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Age:[/B][/COLOR][/U] 31 [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Gender:[/B] [/COLOR] [/U] Male [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Occupation:[/B][/COLOR][/U] Cardio Thoracic Surgeon [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Appearance:[/B][/COLOR][/U] [URL=http://img226.imageshack.us/img226/4121/matteee73om.png]+Click+[/URL] [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Nationality:[/B][/COLOR][/U] Australian [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Short Bio: [/B][/COLOR][/U] Harry was born to a rich family, having a well known plastic surgeon for a farther and an equally as well known barrister for a mother. His parents were hardly ever around their large home which allowed him to get away with a lot of things. He attended schooling at The King?s School in Sydney for all of his schooling life. After which we went to the University of New South Whales where he studied to become a Doctor after which he took up an internship at the Sydney Hospital. He decided that he wanted to be a surgeon but not like his father. He became a registrar at age 27 and a Cardio Thoracic Surgeon at age 29. Harry never had many friends at school or in his adult life; he began to street race at a young age to gain the attention of others. His parents never gave it to him, not even when he did well at school, so he sought it out else where. His father and mother bought him expensive and rare cars as birthday and Christmas presents, they felt they needed to make up for years when they hardly spoke a word to him. He never had any siblings. Harry developed a love for cars out of a love for pure speed; he quickly became addicted to the buzz he got from racing. He had been a good boy all his life, racing on the underground circuits gave him something different to do with his spare time. Currently he is on ?holiday? in Monaco after an ?innocent? car accident. ------------------------------------ [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Traffic Offences:[/B] [/COLOR] [/U] - Driving under the influence. - Excessive speeding. - Dangerous driving. - Driving without a license. - Resisting arrest due to traffic offences. - Failing to remain at the scene of an accident. ------------------------------------ [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Preferred Rides: [/B] [/COLOR] [/U] -[URL=http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/8778/maserati1bj.png]Maserati Coupe 2004[/URL]: Low stake races and casual driving Colour: Black -[URL=http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/1908/lamboghini0tp.png]2000 Lamborghini Diablo VT Roadster Millennium[/URL]: Racing only Colour: Black, repainted from silver -[URL=http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/8631/ultima6xf.png]Ultima GTR 640[/URL]: Racing only, he will only race this car if it is a "do or die" situation, nothing less. Colour: Black, repainted from red ------------------------------------ [U][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Known Associations: [/B] [/COLOR] [/U] [Will continue to edit] Chimeiteki Hikari. "Sakura" [Sakura] Dustin Schiender. "Jager" [sazabi] Carter Russell. "Crash" [Kitty] Aurora Armeni. "Rei" [Dare][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][QUOTE]Originally Posted by [B]GTk[/B] Here's my [URL=http://redvoid.com/ori/foxgirlthing.jpg]chara[/URL]~ fox girl[/QUOTE] I claim cause shes a fox. ^^ I guess i shall return in 24 hours then. Haven?t done this since the very beginning of the thread. [IMG]http://img331.imageshack.us/img331/618/scan00451mx.jpg[/IMG] My version!! I hope she isn't too cat-like. I've been practicing! ^^ improvement on my first go me thinks. Here is my character.[URL=http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/2221/scan00461nx.jpg] [B][COLOR=DarkOrange][Matthew][/COLOR][/B] [/URL] XD[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]*sigh* I?ve been wanted to post in this rp for ages but I?ve had no ******* of an idea where to start. Everyone?s got groups all ready or are oof doing their own thing, talk about writers block at the worst possible moment. Shoot me for sounding like a noob i don't care :animesigh , does any one have any ideas? [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Jonah took a long deep drag of his cigarette and slowly blew the smoke from his lips, letting it pool in front of him. He flicked the half smoked cigarette from his mouth and crushed it underneath his boot as he began to walk towards Transit Square. He laughed quietly to himself as he thought of the insane amount of money that was left on the head of The Crimson Slayer, surely because of the large sum everyone would be going for him first and making the other bounties second priority. The Black Hawk came in next money wise followed by the Rose, as he called her. Bounty hunting for Jonah wasn?t really about the large sums of money; sure having a lot of cash was nice but not necessary. For Jonah bounty hunting was a way of life, he had spent most of his years in the military and when he left found that being a solider was all he was good at, and so in a way, bounty hunting allowed him to continue that to some degree. For him it was a test of skill, the money was merely bonus, a strange gift for doing a good job. Of course there were hits he doubted, families, women and children but at the end of the day this was all he had. He didn?t mind the fact that the fliers called for a team, he missed team work, its precision, almost beautiful in a bizarre way. The thought of other bounty hunters possibly starting fights with one another crossed his mind, to may chiefs and not enough?well we all know the saying. His mind once again thought over the ridiculous amount of money put on The CS, he thought that if someone was willing to pay that much to take him out they would put a little more of their resources into it. He sighed to himself as he reached Transit Square, [B]?Pulvis et umbra sumus - We are dust and shadow.? [/B] he muttered under his breath.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][I]?The earth shook, the sky rumbled, large rocks, ash and debris fell from the havens, the world was ending?and me without my umbrella?? [/I] [URL=http://artpad.art.com/?j1jwj21gg37w][B][COLOR=DarkOrange]Here[/COLOR][/B][/URL] is mine. ^^ this was fun.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B][Criminal Angel][/B] [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Name:[/B][/COLOR] Jonah Marcus [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Codename:[/B][/COLOR] Proditor, meaning traitor/betrayer. He didn?t choose it, it was forced upon him. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Age:[/B][/COLOR] 90, He looks approx 30 however. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Origin:[/B] [/COLOR] Rome [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Weapons: [/B][/COLOR] A simple roman broadsword, there is nothing special about his weapon; over many battles it has grown rather blunt to the point where it?s only useful for bludgeoning enemies. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Armor:[/B][/COLOR] He has none to speak of. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Victories: [/B][/COLOR] None what so ever. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Defeats:[/B][/COLOR] Many, too many to count really, more often than not he is outnumbered in the arena, victory is almost impossible. He lost count of his defeats long ago. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Appearance:[/B] [/COLOR] [URL=http://img158.imageshack.us/img158/7908/angel00white0ob.png ][B]Jonah's[/B][/URL] body is covered in scars, at any one time he may also be covered in scabs or freshly sewn wounds; this is mostly due to his lack of armor when he fights in the arena. His hair is a light blonde-brown colour, his eyes are green. Jonahs wings are a mix of brown, blonde and light brown feathers. His wings are ratty looking, he has no flght leathers. Sometimes patches of feathers may be missing. Jonah?s hair his just over shoulder length and constantly falls into his face, he shaves occasionally. He is by no means weak in anyway, he has a strong muscle structure and is physically fit. He usually wears a dark brown tunic. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Personality: [/B] [/COLOR] He acts friendly towards humans and Angels alike; this however is far from how he truly feels on the inside. His outer emotions are purely a facade. Bitter, crude and defiant, did I mention he was bitter? Jonah was once a proud man, happy and content, now hardly any of his former self remains. His spirit has been broken by the very society he once fought to protect. He is hell bent on revenge and will attempt to exact it even if it means giving his life. By no means is he unwilling to talk to people, in fact Jonah acts quite pleasant even when the Angel guards feel they need to beat him. Two-faced is a perfect way to describe his character. He despises not having something to occupy him, leaving Jonah alone with his thoughts isn?t a very good idea. Sometimes his true personality may surface due to stress or some other stimulus and he will tend to be very rude towards everyone. Extreme outbursts may cause him to become physically violent. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Snippet:[/B][/COLOR] [B]?AGHH!? [/B] Jonah screamed out in pain, the Angel Guards felt the need to once again beat him for looking sideways at them. Usually his punishments just involved a few good punches, today they had resorted to ripping out his feathers in large clumps, something must have pissed them off. A human couldn?t possibly know the pain that is brought upon an Angel when their feathers are torn from their wings. Jonah had heard it done, when humans managed to capture Angels alive on the battle field and torture them from information, their wings would be the first target. Jonah always thought that the pain brought about from his feathers? being ripped from his wings would be comparable to that of toe or fingernail being ripped out, that?s was what he was told, he discovered it was much worse. His wings hardly ever molted any more, the guards took care of that. When they were finished his wings looked as though someone had attacked them with a sharp implement. They left him bleeding in the alley way they had dragged him too, occasionally a human would poke their head through to see what had happened, when they saw it was an Angel they span on him. Not many humans tolerated the presence of Angels in their ?world?, unless they were a doctor or someone who could be of use, the Angles that were cast down were rarely of use to anyone. May humans had fought against Jonah in battle, this caused more hatred towards him than usual, but he just smiled back. He lay there in the alley way regaining his composure. The guard that had beaten him was an Angel Jonah once knew well the other he knew only by sight; in fact the guard had served under him once upon a time. [COLOR=DarkOrange][CENTER][B]+++[/B][/CENTER][/COLOR] [B]?Will you ever grow sick of beating him??[/B] Adrian questioned his partner, knowing full well what his answer would be. The pair walked about the underground on their appointed route. [B]?I will only grow sick of beating him once he is dead, killing him will bring me no satisfaction however. I want him to suffer.?[/B] Leonardo was once Jonahs? second in command, when Jonah fell from grace so too did he. [B]?We both know his story, everyone knows, he was deemed a traitor for consorting with the humans to overthrow Magnus, to over throw our whole society. His own wife, sons and daughter, his own men confirmed the accusation even though there was no ?concrete? evidence. He was rumored by everyone to be the very Angel giving privileged information to Vincent Arnold. You and I know as well as anyone that he should have been executed on the spot but because of whom he was he was cast down here for life, a fate worse than death to any Angel?? [/B] Adrian stopped his recollection there before continuing. [B]?I can understand your hatred, I abhor him for trying to destroy us but why do you take him being here so personally?? [/B] Adrian was eager for an answer he never quite understood his partners actions. [B]?I was once his second in command, in the grand army, we served together for many years, we were once best friends. When his betrayal became known many people went down with him, I was one of them; I however chose not to kill my self like so many others because of the dishonor or impending punishment. It is his fault I?m down here when I could be leading an army. To day is the anniversary of his arrest and the end of so many others lives?his wings should have been ripped from his back.?[/B] And with those words Adrian was not game enough to say further on the matter, the two walked about their route in silence. [B][COLOR=DarkOrange][CENTER]+++[/CENTER][/COLOR][/B] Jonah limped his way back to his cell; he had watched many children on the way home singing chants as they ran though the streets. It had taken the beating to get Jonah to remember what this day signified, [B]?bastards?[/B] he cursed. Indeed this very day marked the day that he was cast down into ?hell?, it was his flaw of showing no resentment towards the humans that caused him to be here. His wife, a daughter and two sons were ambitious, too ambitious for their own good. He was accused by those he loved, his wife collecting ?evidence? against him, turning his own men and children to her cause. His fall would mean his wife would be promoted to a position of power for finding him out and his eldest son given his command due to the fall of others in his command along with him, none receiving a punishment as harsh as his. Clever they were in their schemes, he was branded a traitor, his loving wife re-married, and to whom he did not know, his other children his daughter and younger son also promoted to positions of authority. Revenge filled his heart and twisted his soul, it was not known by anyone but him and possibly a few others, if he was the Angel that helped Vincent to arrange for the humans to ?Lean to Fly?. 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[SIZE=1][ooc: sorry for the mushy-ness! ^^; :O fixed my bad grammar] ic: Dalanius smiled to himself as he walked back to Ceyla, things were getting a little overwhelming but at least Vincent and everyone else was back, it was a great relief that Vincent had returned to normal. Dalanius sat down beside Ceyla cradling her in his arms; she lay there unconscious she had clasped in his arms, blood was splattered all over her. A horrible feeling welled up inside Dalanius? stomach, was she wounded? He checked but could not find any evidence. [I]She must have collapsed from exhaustion or shock[/I] he thought. Dalanius in that moment had finally realized something. He loved Ceyla, the thought of her dying, disappearing from his life was almost too much to bear. In the amount of time he had been with Ceyla and the others, the feelings of friendship he had towards her had become much more, he hoped that she felt the same way. [B]?Please wake up?? [/B] Dalanius whispered in her ear. Thoughts of what had happened to him previously all disappeared when he looked at her. Ceyla lay there unmoving, Dalanius rested his head lightly on hers, he watched as Vincent walked over towards Kacela and her father. The two appeared to be getting along with each other fine, at least for the moment. Kacela was lucky to have him alive, then again they were all lucky to be alive. [B]?I-I love you Ceyla please wake up.?[/B] Dalanius stayed with her while he watched the others. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkOrange][B][apologies on the lateness Gavin, I was having a hard time thinking of what to write.][/B][/COLOR] [B]?The Ultima Pearl?how on Ord Mantell did you locate this??[/B] Jalin watched the people go about their day in the busy streets below; she never gave away trade secrets. [B]?That?s for me to know?? [/B] She looked up from her day dreaming. Her hirer was still intently gazing upon the rather large pearl. She had gone to particular lengths to acquire it but she had never before given up on a hard to obtain item. The office she stood in was rather lavishly decorated. Typical rich businessman, Jalin had never liked them; she just enjoyed taking their credits. She had been hired by this man before, his name was Cratius Hasun, a human, and he mostly commissioned her to find Jedi artifacts. She disliked his appearance, he always 'stunk' of strong cologne, Hasun always persisted in wearing the most expensive robes his money could buy. Jalin walked over to Hasun and sat down in a rather expensive chair in front of his large desk, she was eager to receive her payment, a new scope would be a rather nice addition to her blaster pistol or even an updated grip on her vibrosword?her day dreaming was yet again interrupted. One of Hasun?s mans many protocol droids walked into the room interrupting their exchange. It wasn?t surprising to Jalin that the droid was programmed with a female voice, she had never seen this droid before, it must have been a new addition to the staff. [B]?Excuse me master??[/B] the droid waited patiently for Hasun to notice its presence before talking further. [B]?Yes?? [/B] was all he answered with, Jalin ignored their exchange she was busy finalizing their agreement. [B]?Master, a group of men are requesting your presence in the foyer, they say its urgent sir.?[/B] Hasun sighed and stood from behind his desk, he turned to Jalin smiling at her as he spoke, she always thought him a creep. [B]?The transfer of credits is finalized, I will contact you through the regular means at a later date if any more artifacts whereabouts become known, now if you will excuse me.? [/B] with those words Hasun and his lackeys left the room, the protocol droid exited after them leaving Jalin alone. She looked at Hasun?s desk; the pearl was sitting there in an elaborate stand, she didn?t see 10000 credits worth of value in it? the first blaster shot came from foyer followed by a few small explosions and more sustained blaster and pistol fire. Jalin immediately jumped behind Hasun?s desk and checked the cameras, camera 1 in the foyer was out but the others were working, her fingers flew across the keypad. Next to check was the north hall camera, what Jalin saw she didn?t like one little bit. [B]?Great, someone?s trying to steal my prize??[/B] this wasn?t the first time that Jalin had had other smugglers try and steal her finds, one of her best and most trusted friends had died on one such occasion. If they are paid enough, others like her would do anything to get their hands on a rare Jedi artifact, [B][I]?Not today?[/I][/B] she thought. Jalin waited until the right moment before activating Hasun?s security systems, the south hall camera showed the thieves running down the hall way, not long after a plume of green gas shot up from the center of the hall enveloping the thieves and incapacitating them. Jalin smiled to herself as she grabbed the pearl, donned a breathing mask and exited Hasun?s building without so much as another blink. 10000 credits richer and still in possession of the pearl, no doubt someone else was willing to pay much more for it than Hasun did. [CENTER][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]+++[/B][/COLOR][/CENTER] Jalin made her way towards the local cantina, after the days events she needed a good drink and she wanted to celebrate. A female voice stopped her from entering just as she was about to walk though the doors. [B]?Excuse me, Miss Talis??[/B] Jalin turned and nodded she despised it when people called her ?Miss Talis?. The woman was young and beautiful; but she had a strange look about her, well to Jalin anyway. [B]?Your presence is requested by my master, he has reason to believe that you are in possession of a valuable artifact.?[/B] She talked mater of fact, like she knew that Jalin had something of value and the matter wasn?t open to discussion. [B]?What if am in possession of a valuable artifact??[/B] Jalin raised a questioning eye brow. [B]?Then he is requesting your presence at his estate, he wishes to negotiate on a price.? [/B] Jalin thought on the prospect, if this ?master? was willing to pay more than Hasun did then she was all for it, of course she did have strong reservations about going to some strangers estate, at least she has dealt with Hasun before. [B]?I do assure you that my master is genuine in his request, he will pay handsomely.? [/B] Jalin let go of a sigh, she was looking forward to that drink? [B]?Who exactly is your master? I?m not going anywhere until you tell me, matter of fact.? [/B] Jalin could tell by her facial expressions that the woman was very reluctant to say anything. [B]?Very well... his name is Balthazar Amidala; I believe that you have heard of him?? [/B] Jalin nodded there were little who hadn?t heard of him. Jalin was a little surprised that a man of his stature was asking to see her though the artifact that she possessed justified this. She had strong doubts about following this woman to Amidala?s estate; it wasn?t that Jalin was scared of the man, well maybe? a little; it was more the fact that she was entering unknown territory. [B][I]?This should be interesting?[/I][/B], she thought. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkOrange][B][EDIT: All finished, sorry for the long snippet ^^;][/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Name:[/B][/COLOR] Jonah Worth [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Age: [/B] [/COLOR] 35 [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Gender:[/B][/COLOR] Male [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Personality: [/B] [/COLOR] Many years of bounty hunting and other military related activities has led to somewhat of a divide in Jonah?s personality. He doesn?t have a split personality but he does have two different sides to his general interaction with others. Firstly there is his ?easy going side?; this side of Jonah is very friendly, to a point. He?s generally trouble-free in this frame of mind, he tends to tolerate everyone but that doesn?t mean he likes them. He can easily strike up convocations with people and act as though he has known them for years, this is helpful in situations when he needs information, he can usually trick what he wants out of people. Jonah loves the ladies but admires them from afar, they tend to shy away from his looks, he has learnt not to get to involved with women, they can be all to easily used against him. Jonah?s other side is strictly business, in this frame of mind he is very cold, callous and devious. Jonah has taught himself to block other emotions when killing; if he allowed his conscious to interfere he would have died a lone time ago. When he is in this frame of mind he won?t give up on a target, even if he has to go to extraordinary lengths to take them out, he can be quite tenacious in this way. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Appearance: [/B] [/COLOR] [URL=http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/134/jonahpictureness1xy.png][Jonah, picture taken at home by one of his random lovers][/URL] It is rumored that Jonah has two deep slate blue eyes but no one can confirm this, it is known that both his eyes are heavily scarred, as if they were burnt, but they are almost always hidden behind a pair of dark gray framed sunglasses with reflective red-orange lenses. He has a handsome face but it is scarred from many battles. Jonah is the kind of guy who, after he has shaven, will have re-growth after a few hours, possibly less. His hair is light brown and short-ish, he has allowed it to grow into semi-long strands that fall into his face now and then. A cigarette can usually be found hanging from his mouth. Jonah stands about 6"2'. His usual attire consists of a brown trench coat with a normal pair of jeans and a tee shirt, usually black or a dark colour, he is also usually found wearing heavy black combat boots. When on the job he wears a lighter form of his normal trench coat but in black, under this he wears a black combat uniform with a light weight protective vest and black combat boots. No matter what the situation he is always wearing his sunglasses. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Style: [/B] [/COLOR] Jonah prefers to quietly take out his kills, with little mess and as much speed as possible. This method of killing has proven somewhat troublesome to him in the past as some event has more often than not revealed his location prematurely. In more recent times Jonah has leant more to the style of creating some sort of distraction and then gaining access to his target quickly and quietly while they are distracted. This would usually involve for an example, an explosion and them himself sneaking up on his target, slitting their throat and leaving the premises without anyone seeing. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Weapons: [/B] [/COLOR] His main weapon is a blade somewhere between a sword and a combat knife; he uses this in battle to take out his kills quietly if at all possible. [URL=http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/3212/knife338vx.png][Picture][/URL] Jonah?s preferred weapons, if his knife fails, are his twin hand guns, these guns have been modified especially. The guns have red laser sights and each if fitted with a small scope. He relies on these guns to get him out of a tough situation where he may be facing more than one armed opponent.[URL=http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/4093/gun6he.png][picture, without sights attached][/URL] Finally he carries with him a simple Katana; he keeps the sword with him for the times when people he is assigned to kill want to go down fighting one on one and not go hand to hand.[URL=http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/4655/swrordness1ok.png][picture][/URL] [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Other abilities: [/B] [/COLOR] Jonah has received extensive special traning; he is especially skilled in hand to hand combat. With his special training he chose to specialize in stealth techniques concentrating on using his knife. Jonah isn?t overly strong but he can take a powerful hit or two, he has got quick reflexes. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Character snippet:[/B][/COLOR] [sorry, It's long ^^; I can change it if its too lengthy] [B]?You really should retire Jonah, how long has it been?? [/B] Jonah removed the smoldering cigarette from his mouth and flicked it to the ground, it was barely half smoked. His booted foot came down on the cigarette, crushing it and sending small embers into the air. He sighed into the phone, a jet of steam shot out his mouth; it was a typical cold morning. [B]?Too long?Look business as usual or not??[/B] He hated it when Darrin beat around the bush, if he had a dollar for every time he mentioned retirement... [B]?Cut to the chase dont you? Business is as usual; pick up the details from the lock box. Oh and Jonah, please [I]don?t[/I] blow up anything large this time.?[/B] The phone went dead. Telling Jonah not to blow up anything was like telling a big cat not to hunt, it just doesn?t work. He flipped the phone back in half and slid it into his pocket as he began walking across the road. Hardly anything was moving, though the streets were just beginning to fill up. People had managed to drag themselves out of bed for one more painful day. Jonah adjusted his sunglasses, people often looked at him strangely for wearing them inside or in dark places, the weird looks increased in their frequency especially at night. He trudged down the street, not even bothering to avoid puddles, it had been raining of late, more than he would have liked. The train station was a mere five minute walk, Jonah was in, out and back inside one of his many apartments within moments. He opened the large black envelope hidden inside an un-marked cardboard box; Jonah always assumed it was Darrin trying to make a joke. Inside the envelope were some of the details of his next job, he would have to ring a secure number for the rest. Jonah?s eyes widened as he read though the brief sheets. He removed his reflective sunglasses and placed them on the table, he leaned back in his chair, rubbing a hand though his hair and then massaging his eyes. Was he reading this right? Jonah let out another of his deep sighs, [B]?Damn women?? [/B] he spoke out loud. His target, 32 year old female, blonde curly locks and green eyes, tall but not too tall about 5?8?, he could almost smell her perfume. [B]?Oh Linii, what on earth have you gotten your self into.? [/B] he muttered quietly. In precisely three days Linii Shyu was expected to be dead, Linii held a place in Jonah?s heart no other woman occupied. She was once involved with him, the two had separated not long after he proposed to her, she got a promotion that couldn?t be passed up, she broke his heart but this of course was a long time ago. Jonah had never been one to turn down a job, no matter who he was assigned to kill, all but 3 or 4 of his targets had been men and Jonah had had many targets. He disliked killing women; he didn?t know why, killing a woman that he still loved in a way?might be difficult. He rang the secure number that allowed him to access the rest of the vital information. Linii wasn?t as innocent as he thought. She had become involved with the military in a bad way. She was a scientist and by the sounds of the report a scientist that had stumbled into something big. Linii had discovered some new form of chemical substance that could instantly heal wounds, it would revolutionize warfare, any one who was anyone would want to get their hands on it, it could start wars. Jonah?s job was to take her out; another crew would clean out all evidence of her, her lab and her work. One life for possibly millions more, it didn?t seem fair. A job was a job and Jonah tended to do what others refused. This time he would have to approach things differently. [B][COLOR=DarkOrange][CENTER]+++[/CENTER][/COLOR][/B] He had decided on a course of action, he couldn?t take Linii out during work, the military base was just too heavily guarded and that left only one other place where he could finish the hit, her home. He had been standing there for a mere 30 minutes and he was already drenched from head to toe, it seemed that in her part of the world it liked to rain as much as his. If there was one thing that he still knew about her it was that she never liked to live on base, he would have to be careful of neighbors, a taxi pulled up across the street and she got out. It was now or never. He waited a few moments before casually walking across the street; he stood hunched in the door way of the apartments. Pushing the intercom for her apartments he put on a strong British accent. [B]?I?m here to check your plumbing ma?am, you rang our company yesterday evening?? [/B] phone taps were a wondrous thing. [B]?Oh right, yes, I?ll buzz you in.?[/B] Her voice hadn?t changed a bit. [B]?Thank you.? [/B] There was a clicking from inside the door as it unlocked, he was dressed in his usual attire, his physical appearance had changed a considerable amount since she last saw him. He took the stairs rather than the elevator up to the 2nd floor. He knocked on her door; he heard the bolts unlock and let out a sigh, hunching his shoulders to make himself appear shorter. Her expression changed from one of indifference to unwelcome surprise. [B]?Jonah??[/B] He nodded slowly, his head was bent downwards and his hair hung in wet strands over his face, his cloths dripped water onto the carpet out in the hall. [B]?I?m sorry to bother you? especially after all this time, I?m lost Li I needed someone to talk too?? [/B] Her face suddenly became a wash with pity, Jonah knew how to pluck her heart strings. [B]?Come inside, I?ll get you a towel?[/B] He obeyed and with a slow dejected walk stepped inside her apartment. She disappeared down a hall way and fetched him a towel, all thoughts of the plumber were forgotten. As Linii handed the towel to him he grabbed her hand and spun her around so that she stood in front of him with her back towards him. Jonah leant his head on her neck; this was the way that he used to greet her all those years ago. He could smell her perfume, she hadn?t changed it. Typical Linii. [B]?Jonah, I?m surprised to see you after all this time, I?I never told you I was sorry.? [/B] [B]?I never told you the truth.?[/B] He left her shift uncomfortably under his grasp. Quietly he unsheathed his knife. Quickly and without a sound Jonah Worth thrust his knife through Linii Shyu?s heart. She gasped and made to scream but her mouth had already been covered by his hand, slowly he lowered her to the ground. Her eyes were a mix of emotions, confusion, pain and anger, somewhere in there he thought he saw a flicker of love. She looked so beautiful, she hadn?t changed one bit. He leant down and whispered in her ear, [B]?I?m sorry Li??[/B] he removed his knife from her heart and re-sheathed it. He made sure she was dead before leaving. The clean up crew would be there within minutes, Jonah made a point of never looking back. [COLOR=DarkOrange][B][CENTER]+++[/CENTER][/B][/COLOR] Walking down the street once again Jonah stopped at a little café and bought a large black coffee. A radio played in the back ground. [I][B]??in other news today Scientist, Doctor Linii Shyu?s killer still has not been found. Doctor Shyu, famous for her discoveries within the medical world has been missing for a week and 3 days. Both her apartment and her laboratory were burnt to the ground the day she is believed to have disappeared. There has been a big push by the government to apprehend her killer but unfortunately law enforcement has hit a dead end. It was rumored that Doctor Shyu had been working on??[/B][/I] Jonah sighed and leant back in his chair while sipping his coffee, he tuned out from the radio and all other noise around him and looked towards the sky, it had finally stopped raining. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Thanks for the feed back guys, appreciate it. I guess all thats left is to just post a story and see what happens. [QUOTE] Originally posted by [B]Dare[/B] If you're interested in the idea, I'll try to explain it better next time.[/QUOTE] If you've got the spare time one day id love you to explain it too me in more detail Dare. The Rp i hand in mind for something like this was going to be sci-fi based but I don't know if anyone?s interested in it [sci-fi] anymore, well interested in it enough to want to participate in an rp based around it. But anyhow, thanks again for the comments guys. :)[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Alex Quatermain [B]Birthdate:[/B] 12th September 2001 [20] [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Username:[/B] Archer [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img240.imageshack.us/img240/156/archer9gg.png][COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Picture[/B][/COLOR][/URL] is of her in game, out of game she will usually wear jeans and a simple Tee shirt or a tank top with sneakers nothing overly fancy. Her father is brittish, thats why she has an english name. [B]Faction:[/B] Light [B]Class:[/B] Wizard [B]Weapon:[/B] She possesses no weapon that can strike her enemies, she channels her spells through a transparent white-blue, hollow crystal orb [see picture]. [B]Known Spells: [/B] [B]Halo:[/B] A simple light spell, a rope of light encircles the enemy, holding them in place for 5 minutes; it renders her enemies paralyzed for that amount of time. When used against the undead it binds but also burns them with a holy white flame. [B]Flare:[/B] Another simple light spell. White light so intense that it blinds, it only blinds her enemies, her self and allies vision are filled with the light for as long as she holds it for, which is only for a few seconds as that is usually all that is needed. Archer has varied the spell, flare can also be channeled into her weapon acting as an instrument that allows her to illuminate dark places like a torch. [B]Ascension:[/B] Her seccond most powerful spell. A large, beautiful, glowing white bird is summoned; the bird hovers above all of her allies or one in particular and heals all their wounds. If allies have died this spell allows her to resurrect them. Depending on the situation and her emotional state, the amount she can heal her allies varies. When cast on the undead this spell can cause major damage. [B]Dissention:[/B] Her most powerfull spell and an unusual one, this spell allows Archer to take the life force of her enemy, herself or surroundings and turn it into a shield, the shields strength depends on her choosing. This light shield can be cast on herself, selected individuals or all her allies. This spell cannot be used on the undead as they possess no life force.When casting this spell on all her allies at a high strength, it takes a tremendous amounts of energy from all three sources listed above, she dislikes using the stronger form. more may follow... [B]Skill Level:[/B] Not that long ago she was somewhat of a noob, playing the game here and there. Archer has been playing the game on and off since it was released but in fairly recent times she has increased her playing time ALOT. Her wealthy father bought her one of the first copies of the game when it was publicly releaced; she liked it but couldn?t play it that often. In more recent times she has increased the amount of time she plays for exponentially, she almost lives in the game now [slight exaggeration]. Recent events in her life caused her to become more introverted; Archer uses the game as an escape from the real world where she doesn?t have to deal with her father or anything else for that matter. Before the games release she was a die hard platform gamer and reluctant to try VR. [/SIZE]