RPG Bloody Roar-Massacre (R for violence, language, and sexual content)

[Onix]

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][SIZE=1]Something is loose in the world. Something dark. Something deadly. Something evil. It seeks out those with the Zoanthrope strain and attacks, trying to kill. So far, it has always succeded.

The thing is moving through Japan, sweeping through Tokyo, leaving dead Zoanthropes in its wake. It's terrors have reached the news. Headlines across the world tell of the Z-Murderer, the thing that seeks to cleanse the world of Beast-Men.

No one is trying to stop it.

At the same time, Zoanthropes are beginning to find themselves imbued with a great power, greater than they have ever known. They are now able to attack with more than just physical strength, but energy as well.

Will this be enough to stop the Z-Murderer?

***

Xion was daped languidly on a plush red couch in the main room of his home, clad in a fine red robe. It was late on a winter night. The outside was dark and stormy, but all was peaceful in the residence. After the Gaia situation, he had taken up residence in a large home in Tokyo. Some would even call it a small mansion. Xion called it home.

He was currently sipping a fine, aged brandy (his favored drink) while enjoying the warmth of a fireplace on a particularly cool winter night. The wind and rain picked up outside, but Xion didn't notice, too enwrapped in the book he was reading. It was a Japanese print release of Stephen King's Different Seasons. He had the Swedish version lying around somewhere, but didn't want to look for it, and was fluent in Japanese anyway.

As he took another sip, a voice rang out in the hall.

"Xion?" called the smooth, attractive voice.

Xion looked up from his book long enough to reply with a simple, "I'm in the main room." He brushed a strand of silver hair out of his eyes and continued reading.

Jenny seemed to glide into the room. She, too, was wearing only a robe. Her's was silk and deep purple. She smiled a tad devillishly, and draped herself on Xion.

Xion blushes only slightly, as he cooly stated, "I'm trying to read, Jenny."

"Oh, you read too much, love," Jenny cooed. She nipped his ear. "Besides, that robe and that fire can't possibly be warming you enough."

Xion smirked at her.

"Perhaps you're right," he growled.

Just then, there came a loud knock at the door. It was heavy and urgent.

"Shit," cursed Xion. "I have to get that."

Jenny got off of him, but pouted extremely cutely.

"Later, love, later," Xion promised.

The Unborn Lord strode to the door, making sure his robe was tied and he looked decent. He pulled open the door, and a bloodied Gado fell to the floor.

"Christ," sword Xion.

"Must...talk to...Jenny..." he gasped.

The once proud soldier was battered and bleeding heavily. His clothes were shredded and soaked with blood. His hair was tousled and matted. He right arm seemed broken, and was at an angle it probably shouldn't have been.

"Right," said Xion. He was at a bit of a loss for words. "Jenny! Come quick!"

Tying her robe's sash, the woman ran into the front hall.

"No, Gado!" she yelled.

"Jenny..." Gado choked. "Jenny...attacked...Z-Murderer...took Jeanne (Shina, for those who don't know)...beat me..."

"The Z-Murderer?" gasped Jenny.

"Isn't this fucking great," growled Xion. "I figured they'd cross my path eventually."

The silver-haired man gripped Gado about the middle.

"Jenny, get on the phone, and call a doctor. I'm going to try and clean him up."

Jenny nodded and went for the phone. Xion drug Gado into the bathroom, and dampened a towel.

"We...have to...save Jeanne..." Gado said.

"We'll get her back, Gado, but first you need to get to a doctor."

Jenny walked into the doorway after a short while.

"The ambulance is on it's way," she said. She looked at Gado sadly. "We'll get Jeanne back, Alan. I swear."

***

Okay, just have the Z-Murderer somehow get involved with your character as well. Our characters will eventually meet. Sign-ups are still open for those who are interested.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Engel]

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Cronos lept into the air, feet spinning like a drill. The wood shattered, splintering into the ground. Brushing off his hands, he got to his feet, when a call came on his cellphone. Flipping it open, he saw the words, "Jenny&Xion" pressing the Talk button, he said into the reciver,

Cronos: Hello? Xion? What is the matter?

Xion: Cronos, The Z-murder got to Gado and Jeanne, Jeanne is with the Z-murderer, and Gado is almost dead, in my bathroom. Come down here, quick.

Cronos: Jeanne is with the Z-Murderer? Shit! We have to save her!

Cronos hung the phone up, grabbing his keys and heading to his car. The trip took 10 minutes, but it seemed like forever. Gado was in the bathroom, towels were bloodied, hell, everything was. Xion was waiting for the ambulance, and was in nothing but a bathrobe. Cronos pulled his gloves off, and checked for any helpful information from the wounds.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=Magenta]Jenny was tending to Gado's wounds when Cronos arrived, she looked up at him with a helpless look as she tried desperately to stop the blood flowing from a deep gash across her friends chest.
Cronos knelt down and starting checking all the wounds to see what would be the best thing to do, Xion paced the hall way, muttering profane things about this 'Z-murderer' and plotting his revenge.

"Sit down, Xion, this is not the time to get stressed...." Jenny pleaded trying to reason with the now very angry Xion.
He looked at her and frowned, "If there ever was a time, jenny, it's now." with that he continued pacing and only stopped when the ambulance sirens sounded outside the house.

Cronos and Xion each took one of Gado's arms, the large man was hard to carry especially now that he was unconscious. Jenny followed, dabbing a cool cloth to Gado's forehead and telling him that everything was going to be okay.

The trio reached the end of the drive and two paramedics rushed out with a stretcher to carry the dying man into the ambulance, 5 minutes later they had left for the hospital.

Jenny was holding her cell, debating about whether to call the others or wait for any new information, she looked to Xion and he shook his head. His cold grey eyes seemed to have glazed over, the look of a warrior was back on his face again.

Cronos groaned and rested his head back against the side of the ambulance, turning to look at Xion he spoke,
"So, Xion...I suppose you have a plan?"[/COLOR]

[B]OOC Hope that was okay, I?m still kind of tired?.[/B]

[Engel]

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Cronos lifted his head off the now speeding away ambulance and gazed at the sky, the stars burning in a calm and beautiful inferno. His gloves slided onto his fingers once again, ready to fight. He spoke up, getting some money out of his car and then looking at Xion.

"Xion, we shouldn't stay here, the Z-Murderer might of picked up Gado's scent or something. And we can't think on an empty stomach. I have,.... let me see... 60$ in american to spend on food, I might have to exchange it for Yen, though. 55$ is enough for 3 people at the Four Seasons right down the road from my house. If I need to, I can grab some more. We can't fight on an empty stomach either. There was something about those wounds, though." Cronos said with a sigh.

"What was it? We need everything we can get from Gado's wounds. And, I think we can take our car." Xion spoke as he declined Cronos' offer to ride in his silver and yellow Diablo Lambirgini.

"They stunk, the smell was atrocious. Maybe it was because I was up to his wounds the closest, but it didn't smell like just blood." Cronos responded, climbing into this car.[/COLOR][/SIZE]