RPG Marie's window [PG-VSL]

[shahi]

~*Storyline*~
For years now the people of Bridge, a large city in the center of the continent known as Quatre have been controlled by the government. Keeping the people under control was easy with the use of fear of death. The government whould quietly killed off those who didn't side with their views and monitored everyday life with computer technology that was developed years ago. The newest development that now monitors the city is Marie. A computer that is programed to keep the people of the city and the government 'safe' at all cost. Many people have rebelled only to be silently shot down in the middle of the night by no other than Marie. The R.A.G was one of the many organizations to rebel, It had about 500 members. All of which were killed except for ten, five of them disabled. The remaining 5 wanted revenge and soon made a plan to rebel again. Using their own assassin it worked out fine until, one member slipped and the system Marie found out about the plan now a bloody war is about to break loose any moment. Marie will protect the government at all cost and the five remaining members are willing to protect the people and get their revenge. After recruiting new members of their group hoping R.A.G will rise again and be victorious.

~*~First post~*~
?That will be ten dollars.? The clerk said bagging the books. ?This week it?s a two for one sale.?She said dully and handed the man the books after receiving the money. ? I can?t wait till my shift is over.? She thought before taking some money from the next customer and handing her a bag of books. A man wearing a black suit walks in rather slowly. He straitened his white tie and walked to the back of the store. His hair pulled back in a small ponytail shined a bit. She kept a close eye on him the whole time. He ran his hands over a few books and stopped, picking up the first book on the second shelf. It had a green cover . . . a technology book.

One of the shortest you could find, it had about 300 pages. He walked slowly to the front counter and placed the book in front of the clerk. She examined it and looked at the back of the book looking for the bar code since it wasn?t on the outside. In the back of the book where a few lines on the computer system Marie. It didn?t go too deep into the program only a few pages. Just like every other book about Marie it bragged about how great the system was at protecting the city

? Can?t even read without being brain washed?she thought rolling her eyes. She quickly ringed the book up. ?That?ll be 15 dollars? she said before the man handed her the money sending her a pleasant smirk. ?Thanks.? Watching him walk out and resisting the urge to choke him to death. She noticed a silver ring on his right finger when he had handed her the book before. The ring had weird designs like a bar code or some thing. ?One of Marie?s men I?m guessing . . . ? She thought finishing off her shift. Her brother had called, told her he was staying at a friend?s house. She walked outside the store, camera?s followed her steps as she walked to the car and called her brother back. ?Hey? ?hey, you get my message.?

?Yeah...I?ll be a bit late picking you up okay.? ?Alright, later? ?laters ? she hung up the phone and sighed. She was never told about a meeting directly, they always told her little brother who had found some way to tell her without getting killed for conspiracy against Marie. They had their own little code. ?Well, a meeting at 9 . . . at the run down company building? She knew where the building was. It was just so old they had forgotten the name. On the outer part of the city. It was an old building run down after years of being abandoned.

The building looked like ancient ruins inside. So bad Marie didn?t even put camera?s in it. She found a way to avoid camera?s by parking her car in the back and walking in through the back door. The dark building was covered with metal parts it was dark and dusty. She sighed and sat down on a metal table. ?Chantel...you made it..? She just nodded and watched the dark figure cross the floor whom she just called boss. She never found out his name or saw his face.

[darkggurl]

John had just walked out the elevator of his building when he noticed an unfamiliar white van parked near the stairs. Not thinking to be on guard, he kept strolling to his car. Whistling a victory song for the latest mission to bring down Marie. John didn't know that Marie had got a picture of his face in the last mission, he never knew he'd never see his wife again. As he drove out the van followed. A light passed directly into the van's windows, several men in black suits with white ties could be seen. His phone rang as soon as he got to the light on the street. "Hello?", he said in a deep baritone voice. "John it's Honey, a new package came in today. Hurry over to see it, okay?" It was his wife. He knew an official had been spotted and that he would need to make a plan of attack. He was three blocks away from the flower shop when the van side-swiped him, and pushed him into a spin. His car stopped in the middle of the road. Seven men exited the van, all holding semi-automatic guns. The street filled with shots and birds flew. When the fire ceased and smoked cleared all that was left was a swiss-cheesed car with blood everywhere in. The body and car sat their for two-hours until Honey decided to go to a store a block from her shop. "It couldn't be?" she said as she recognized the mercedes-benz that had jus been purchased last week. She started running and screaming her husbands name. She got no response. As she got to the car she screamed "No! No! NO! Why him?! Why him?! WHY HIM?!" She grabbed the dead body and hugged it to her chest. She saw that his eyes were still open and started to rock, back and forth as if trying to get him to say something. The police finally came and took his hole-ridden body from her. Honey, even though filled with grief, got his cell phone and wallet. Knowing these things would help her keep R.A.G. running smoothly. She missed him already and she'd take down Marie even if she died trying.

[Guest tranceevil]

He sits in the street with his goggles watching the people around the resent assignment. ensuring that his plan ran smoothly & verifying the demise of John & locating any people close to him for future possible problems. Unfortunately He could not get a good look at the womans face. This will not be good on his report. but no matter the license plate from her car will suffice. He smirks thinking this will be a great break in removing the rebellion & allowing him some fun. He pulls out his 2 ft blade that he gets his name from. He licks the blade thinking how sweet it will be as it sinks into this young womans flesh. hopefully soon. John was made public to hopefully open up some ways to the rebels & show others what happens going against Marie will get you. He waits low until she drives out of sight, then returns his blade back to it's sleeve. He speaks into the com in his ear, giving them the license. He stands & returns to his car at the top of the hill & heads back to his apartment to wait for the information.

[shahi]

Flickers of light crossed the sky it was still early in the morning, still dark outside. A warm cup of coffee sat on the table in front of him. He had his lab top opened on his desk, and his cat sitting next to it. The rings around his dark brown eyes showed how sleep deprived he had been after weeks of tracking people down. He took a sip of his cooling coffee and typed a few notes down before having a message pop up. The information trance had sent to Marie. ?Lets see no name no identification, a young male, working with R.A.G , he looked over the information and brought up the Marie system. He typed rapidly with a smirk on his weary face.

?Marie, search for license plate numbers.? he muttered as he typed in the number on the blue screen. Marie searched in a matter of seconds they would have another member of the Rebellious group that he so hated. His job would be a lot easier if he didn?t have to deal with the groups that fought against the government but what could he do? Besides the best he could to help. The way he saw it he was riding the world of a group of criminals.

He waited for the next screen to load before he continued to type. He would send the information back to the sender shortly, He tapped his foot waiting for the window the load before his cat jumped up. Whatever the reason for its sudden burst of fear it wasted no time in bolting off the table knocking over the coffee in the process the man jumped back before the coffee spilled all over him and the lab top. ? Shit.? The man kicked the cat slightly out the way with his foot and wrote down the license plate number he was sent quickly before the lab top completely shut down.

?Well, won?t be working from home today . . . ? he sighed, cursing slightly under his breath as he headed out the door. He would just have to go and type it directly into the system computers. He walked to his car and drove off, Pulling into a large parking lot shortly after. He walked slowly to the building across the street.

[Guest tranceevil]

Coldblade returns to his room in the Marie building. His room is a 1 room space everything he needs is build into the walls. the only thing that sits in the middle of the room is a small chair. His bed is nothing more than a mat in the corner. no tv, no radio, nothing to distract him from perfecting himself to do his job. He walks to the wall & presses a code, flipping 1 wall revealing a dagger chart of the human body in 3 ways, front, back & side. He drew all the vital sponts on it. which are all holey from previous throws. He begins his normal throwing from different spots in the room never missing & waits for the pager to go off informing him of his assignment. He then looks at the 1 way fax that only allows him to receive assignments every once & a while to check hoping the information will come.

[darkggurl]

Closing up shop for the day, Honey went to the meeting spot for one of the r.a.g. operatives. She was dressed in a black trench coat, sunglasses, combat boots, and a scarf around her head and neck. "I need to get over losing him" Honey said to herself,"I'll just have a little fun on my way to the meeting. That should cheer me up!" She put the pedal to the floor and zoomed down the street in her Mustang convertible."Whooohooo!" Honey shouted as the wind flew through her hair and her scarf flapping in the wind. Getting a little nostalgic she broke down crying in her car, still going a good 30 miles over the speed limit. Weaving across the road and not knowing it, Honey clipped a delivery truck and went into a spin. As she felt a dizzying sensation she opened her eyes to see fast moving blurs of color through her windshield. Getting her car under control was easy, she was use to peeling out of parking lots fastly on her missions with John. Just the thought of his name caused another breakdown. Honey pulled over and gave herself a peptalk. "Get control of yourself girl! You have an organization to run and no time to fool around like a toddler!" Feeling a little better, Honey did one last peel-out as if to leave the past behind her. She reached the old warehouse is notime. She entered and waited for her operative to arrive. "Chantel...you made it.." Honey walked across the floor and started to the explain the news of john. "We've lost one Chantel, and now their are only a couple of us left. Your new mission will be with me." Honey walked into a shaft of light and pulled of the sunglasses and scarf. "My name's Honey, I think we'll get to know each other well." Chantel took a step, she cocked her head and said,"I thought you were a guy!" Honey twitched and said "That was my husband who gave you your missions, he's the [I]dead [/I] one that's why I'm giving you your mission." Honey went and then explained that they were going to be "entertainment" for an official named Travis Evaculus. They would slip some poison into his drink, the poison would cause a massive heart attack and then turn into water the body shut down. They would escape by playing two maids at the hotel Mr. Evaculus was staying at. "Meet you at Rouge La Creme at 4:30 in the afternoon okay?" Honey asked Chantel, it was the establishment the official was to be picking them up from. "Sure see you there" Chantel left and Honey sighed. "Time to go pull out some Victoria's Secret." Honey drove back into town and decided to stop at a cafe near one of Marie's buildings. She ordered a mocha and sat and spied to see if anything abnormal happened. She'd been sitting there for a good 15 minutes when she spotted a man walking into the building. 'Damn, he looks good!' Honey thought,'I wonder where he's going.' She didn't see him walk into Marie's building because a customer of her shop came and started twittering about a floral arrangement.

(umm..this is probably crap...i did this at 2 in the morning>.<)

[shahi]

She nodded and left the building to go to her car, which was practically older than she was. It didn?t start until a half an hour later she left the building. She sighed ?finally . . . ? she had just remembered she had to pick up her brother. Her mind on the mission assigned and other personal things she let her minds drift for a minute and slammed on the breaks at the light.

She flew forward a bit stopped by the belt from heading face first into the steering wheel and then slammed back into the seat breathing heavily she looked at the building across the street from where the car was. Her brother was standing outside, he made his way across the street and got in the car.

?You okay?? She started watched the slow lightl turn green after a few minutes.?I?m fine . . . ? her brother seemed to have a morose attitude at the moment. He slunk down in his seat. She glanced at him out the corner of her eye and then back at the road. ?You might be staying over at your friend?s house again for the next week . . . ? he blinked and looked at her. ?Why??
~*~ Marie?s~*~

At the office building the information had just gotten through, the man looked over the information Marie had gave him for the license plate number, ?hum, we might have a witness to the last assignment . . . ? he typed furiously, Looking directly at the screen. He smirked proud of what he accomplished.

?John . . . ? he looked at the information of the last victim of Trance and noticed he had a wife.?Hum, surprising, at such a young age . . . kids today.? He typed the woman?s name to look up information on her and then wrote it down just incase they had a little accident like earlier although it wasn?t likely at the office. He sent the name to trance along with the instructions to terminate her with less of a display this time. He didn?t bother to send the picture the name was all that was required.

[Guest tranceevil]

He tosses another blade into the target just as the fax machine starts to warm up accepting the incoming message for him. He walks over & pulls the dagger out as he takes the fax into his other hand without looking he flips the dagger as he's reading the message then smiles with delight as he speaks his voice sounds as if his greatest desire had come true. "Honey...mmm" after reading the paper once he's memorized the info. then looks at his dagger. "You'll taste sweet blood my lovely" he looks at it as if it's talking back to him, then nods, sliding the dagger into it's sheath he tosses the paper what appears to be a plain metal trash can before it hits the bottom it's burned to dust. when he steps through the door the room returns as if no one was ever there. When he steps into the hallway he also disappears to watch his latest victims every move.