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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 10, 2016 23:51:29 GMT -5
Introduction:
Alright so this another attempt at making a plot thread. It's hard to find a good plot I like that isn't already closed on this site so I've decided to try my best to get a plot thread that won't die out. My plots are loosely based on anime, or JRPGS however I type out all the important information needed since I've yet to meet another anime fan on here. If you want to know what series, or game my plots are based on just ask me. I won't list it because when I do that I think people think they need to have seen the show, or play the games. My plots are all Ocs, and only exist in a similar world.
Now before we move on to my plots I wanna type out a few rules I would like you to follow if you do decide to rp one of my plots with me.
- Follow all the forum, and ghost rules. -Be active -If you want to get indepth with romance, or violence tell me,. We can move the rping to PMs - Also if you would prefer the plot to be done in pms just tell me. - I like length with my posts. I also like to read length. So I'd like you to give me at the very least a paragraph per post. Though if you're willing to give me more I'd love that. I'll match what you give me, however absolutely no one liners.
Plots:
๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ถ๐พ๐'๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ (Open)
All their lives *Muse A* lived a poor, and horrible life. Their parents died, and they had no other family to go to. So they were put into an orphanage. Here they grew up alone, and bullied no friends. So when they were allowed to live on their own they couldn't afford much. However when they get a job at a local store they soon meet *Muse B* a rich, and handsome gentleman. *Muse A* takes interest in this man wondering how someone who was raised like them ended up being so rich, and well loved by the public. That's when *Muse A* puts it together.
A thief known as 'Fox' was becoming a big thing in the world. Breaking into banks, house, business, restaurants really anything with money. They'd always leave a business card with a fox design on it. No sightings of this man have been noted, and so no one knows who he is.
*Muse A* however puts it together. Someone who was an orphan, and poor had suddenly gotten rich. They decided to see if they were right, and so they got a job as a night security guard at a museum that was hiring out of fear. There they meet Fox. A raven haired man wearing a fox mask, a black trench coat, and all black. They try to capture him, but the Fox is sly enough to get away until *Muse A* calls out his name. This annoys the Fox to no end since now he had to get the camera's tape, and destroy it so people wouldn't think he was the Fox.
*Muse A* takes this chance to attempt to get Fox to mentor them. What goes down after that is left to unfold.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Muse A: Open Fox: Thomas Buckingham rp'ed by Spicy Doge
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*Muse A* was finally were they wanted to be in life. A family, kids, and a job they love. However upon reaching the top of the mountain they didn't expect the climb down to be a fall. A news report has caught the attention of the public about people dying, and coming back.
The rest happen quickly. Years passed with these zombies, and *Muse A* was surviving with his family when one day they just so happened to rob the wrong people. They stole from a group, and got caught. *Muse A* shot three men before getting away. It wasn't until a week later when *Muse A* and his wife all that was left of the group would pay. They were planning on moving on to a different state when as they were about to cross the border into Illinois a big truck rammed into their car. They both lived, but were quickly thrown to the ground, and tied up.
They were left there with the men until a fancy black car pulled over, and out stepped a man who basically tells them they belong to him, and his group. He then proceeds to kill Muse A's wife.
The rest is yet to unfold.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Muse A: Jamie "James" Bishop Girl with bat: Alexander, and Monica Rp'ed by Spicy Doge.
My character is a princess. More or less. She is a mage. Her mother, a peasant, married her father because he feared that he would die and not have an heir. Little did he know, her mother was already pregnant at the time with a mage's child. She was born and unknown to her father, she was born with magic. Her mother knew, of course, and with access to the library, in secret, she was trained and her magic became stronger and stronger over time. When he mother died, she went slightly AWOL and started using her abilities to screw around with her subjects, creating illusions, stealing among other things. There was, of course, a warrant put out for this mage ... and when she is found by the head knight sneaking in the castle well... It doesn't end well.
---------------------------------- Speaks in hand Spicey doge
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 11, 2016 0:24:49 GMT -5
(I'mma bump this once a day til someone joins. xD)
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 11, 2016 18:26:03 GMT -5
(Bump Uno)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 18:42:53 GMT -5
is this negan inspiration i see? haha.
i was wondering if I could possibly take Bite Me? it's dark, it's got zombies. . my mind's eye is immediately drawn to it.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 11, 2016 18:55:57 GMT -5
May I make a suggestion?
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 11, 2016 21:54:42 GMT -5
(Sorry for poof had to watch Backlash.)
(@cryptic yea it's Negan. xD I'm glad to finally be able to do a plot using a character based on him since the show finally brought him in. xD Yea sure just give me your character's name. However can I ask if you'd mind we changing the plot a bit to my character being a guy, and having a sister?)
(@speaks sure, what is it?)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 11, 2016 22:05:58 GMT -5
My character is a princess. More or less. She is a mage. Her mother, a peasant, married her father because he feared that he would die and not have an heir. Little did he know, her mother was already pregnant at the time with a mage's child. She was born and unknown to her father, she was born with magic. Her mother knew, of course, and with access to the library, in secret, she was trained and her magic became stronger and stronger over time. When he mother died, she went slightly AWOL and started using her abilities to screw around with her subjects, creating illusions, stealing among other things. There was, of course, a warrant put out for this mage ... and when she is found by the head knight sneaking in the castle well... It doesn't end well.
If you want to play your character will be the head knight, and it doesn't matter what gender they are.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 11, 2016 22:25:56 GMT -5
(Sounds good, but instead of the head knight could my character be a bounty hunter?)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 22:29:21 GMT -5
(Sorry for poof had to watch Backlash.)(@cryptic yea it's Negan. xD I'm glad to finally be able to do a plot using a character based on him since the show finally brought him in. xD Yea sure just give me your character's name. However can I ask if you'd mind we changing the plot a bit to my character being a guy, and having a sister?) knew it. haha. i haven't got to his part in the comics yet but, from what i've seen on the telly, he's pretty wicked. i'm both excited and terrified. my charrie's name is Jamie "James" Bishop. ehhhh. it's a new charrie so i'm at odds with the name. blerg. i don't mind at all! it adds family dynamics and i'm a stickler for those kinds of things.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 11, 2016 22:30:38 GMT -5
Yah I would be cool with that!
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 11, 2016 22:35:59 GMT -5
(cry awesome I can get a starter up, and going if you would like to just jump in.)(@speaks coolio if you'd like I can get a starter up, unless you'd prefer to start.)(I have enough time for maybe two rp replies to both of you before I should head off for the night. ^^)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 11, 2016 22:38:13 GMT -5
If you could yes, and okay. Sleep well. ^_^
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 23:01:22 GMT -5
[ that would be awesome. thanks! jus' so i know where i'm at and all.
i might leave real soon but i'll have a reply up tomorrow some time after class. ]
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 11, 2016 23:07:36 GMT -5
@speeks in Hands
Finn was a man known throughout the kingdom. For the past three years the immigrant from the Eclectic Islands has made quite the name for himself as a bounty hunter. He was neither a knight, nor a bandit. He didn't align as good, nor evil. He was merely a mix of the two. It all depended on who chose to pay him the most, and at this current period of time the raven haired warrior was being paid by the Kingdom of _______. Here he would hunt down some female mage who had gone awol attacking her own subjects. The gig was quite nice as he got to sleep in a inn meant for royals, and he ate like a champ. He was treated as if he was a knight given permission to patrol the castle at any hours of the days. He had only been here for three days when he finally decided to get serious with the job by finding this awol mage girl.
It was midnight, and the raven haired man wearing his long black coat, and light armor under it was patrolling the castle that was paying him. His hair was tied down into a ponytail that laid against his back. Finn was a average height male standing around 5'9" in height, and he had a athletic body build. He was known for being a quick swordsman over a brutal axe warrior. "Where you be you blasted witch?" He questioned with his strong accent as he walked through the near empty halls. He figured she'd show up in the castle at some point, and so he was basing his investigation here until he found evidence pointing elsewhere. To be honest he didn't care if he caught her he was loving his current pay, but if he didn't get the job done the nobles would punish him in some way that most likely involved a large blade falling onto his neck. His eyes kept vigilant as he continued walking through the large castle hallway.
@cryptic
(In hopes of changing him from Negan a bit he'll use a different weapon. His sister will use the bat though.)
It's been a long time coming, a group stupid enough to mess with Alex's army. Well to be fair it wasn't his army, his sister deemed it hers, but none the less he was the enforcer, and the man everyone went to when a battle was about to ensue. However people would be dumb to think his sister was any less a monster than him. No both brother, and sister were quite demons in their own right. A recent family has begun to cause problems, and Alexander had gotten news that his group had them locked down by the border into Illinois. So that's where Monica, and Alexander were currently headed in a nice sleek black kia. The car slowly rolled to the side of the road, and they waited for a few moments before exiting it.
It was Alexander who stepped out first wearing his infamous brown duster coat, blue jeans, white shirt, combat boots, and a black cowboy hat. Sure it was an odd git up, but it gave him a certain look that made people think of who they were messing with. A slight thud went off as he stepped out, and walked out to the two lovers who were on their knees as commanded by Alex's group. "One man I could forgive, two alright okay I get it, but three of my damn men dead." He started off as reached inside his duster to take out a small sledge hammer. "I can't forgive three." He stated as he looked at them with a smile. "Though I must hand it to you! Killing three of my men! Wowie." He laughed as he started pacing.
As he continued pacing the driver seat open, and a female wearing a leather coat, and a pair of light blue jeans stepped out. She looked pretty normal she had long dirty blonde hair, and a calm face as she walked over to them. She was quite lean of build. She stood behind her brother as he paced, and crossed her arms. "Sorry about him. Let me introduce ourselves. We are the Club." She informed the name was spray painted on a lot of street signs throughout the nearby area so it wasn't a big surprise. "I am Monica Woods, and that there is Alexander Woods." She stated calmly as if they were having a simple introduction. "We are siblings, and the owners of the club. The leaders of the three men you killed, and stole from." She added as she looked at Jamie, and then the woman next to him. "So who are you?" She questioned she didn't have a weapon in hand, but it was safe to assume she didn't need one by the twenty men surrounding them.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 11, 2016 23:34:01 GMT -5
Sofia Grandte knew that she had a bounty on her head, and the king, forever oblivious, still believed that somehow, he was still her father, despite all the evidence pointing to that fact. She knew, that she had a hunter on her tail, but she also knew that he wasn't from this kingdom of Kriskane and despite him staying here, she knew that he had no idea how the castle that she had grown up in worked. There were secret tunnels and places where her magic was stronger. Runes graffitied under carpet and hollow walls for places to hide. Despite every which way that she could get back to her old quarters one last time before leaving forever, she decided to cast a simple invisiblity spell, and walked straight through the main hallway, glaning at Finn as she passed, childishly sticking her tongue out as she passed.
Sofia was very unlike the King. Her hair was light, opposed to the king's dark. Her eyes were blue, like her mother's. Her mother had told her at a young age that she looked just like her father had, and at the time, she was confused. Her slim frame and long fingers looked nothing like the king's bulk and chubby way of holding herself. Her mother had been sad, but when she had learned the truth, all she had wanted to do was to learn what her father's blood gave her, and she was glad that she did. The King, while a very kind man, knew nothing of what it was to be a mage, and what it was like to feel true power.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 12, 2016 4:17:06 GMT -5
(Sorry about that, my friend wanted to play overwatch. I'mma go to bed in a few. It's like 4 am. I'll prob stick around til 6 if you're still online Hands.)
As the celtic man was walking he stopped slightly, he had hunted witches for a very long time back in his homeland. So he knew when something was up when he felt an odd presence. He couldn't see anything nor smell anything, but he could feel it. As if something was walking past the man, and was mocking him while he did it. "Ay a goofball one." He commented as he moved forward, and continued walking. "Little witch why not show ya self?" He asked as he continued walking he could still feel the presences of her so he decided to see if he could just talk to her into showing herself. "Yar dad ain't paying me to kill ya." He commented no unlike most witch hunts killing wasn't an order, in fact this time it was just bring her back to daddy it seemed.
He sighed as he figured she would make things hard, and so he just kept walking. His feet stopped however as he watched the maids work. Sighing he knelt down, and took out an amulet he had gotten from the last witch he'd been hired to capture. That one wasn't a simple bring back to daddy, no he was tasked with killing that one. With that he was allowed to keep any of her little tools. He had quite a bit little things from the dastards. An amulet that was suppose to make you look appealing to people from a female witch of Rivertown village, a staff meant to send of fireballs from a wizard of Teltic castle, and his favorite the rings of two mages who just got married. The rings were meant to tell you were the other person was at all times. Sadly mr Finn wasn't able to use any of these items as he had no magic abilities. However they looked nice, and once he retired they could make for decoration.
As he was about to get back to work a knight walked over to him, and looked around. "You find her sir?" He questioned to Finn. "Nay, but the darling shall be found soon don't you worry." Finn replied as he looked at the knight, and sighed seeing he had more to say to him. "The princess likes to use the secret tunnels, I used to babysit her. I'll show you." The knight simply said, and seeing Finn not say no he led him to the entrance of the secret tunnels that led throughout the castle. "Be careful." With that the knight took his leave from Finn.
"A little nest." Finn commented to himself as he slowly walked through the tunnels. He rubbed his raven black beard that was quite thick, and long. It gave him a viking look if it wasn't for his lean body build. "Come on out girlie." He spoke again he was really tired of playing hide, and seek. He wanted to get back to the inn, and drink to his heart's content. "You know I don't you brats. Your father merely wants you back home, and yet you act like a damn witch of a forest. Why not go become one then, eh?" He questioned not even sure if she could hear him. This was a tactic to rile her up, but at the same time saying the truth. He really didn't get why this was even a mission. The king didn't seemed anger no just worried for his daughter. So why act like a little devil, if anything it seemed like Finn should treat this as a kill mission. This girl seemed to have Ill ideas, evil ideas. Otherwise why not just return home, and use her little powers to help her father's kingdom.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 12, 2016 4:23:12 GMT -5
I'm still here, yup! Gimme a little bit to reply so I can properly match your postsize.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 12, 2016 4:34:27 GMT -5
Sofie had to bit her tongue from saying anything, saying something to rebut the fact that the king was not her father. He would never be her father, and even though, once, a long time ago she could have considered him a 'dad' that title had long since been thrown out the window now that she was being hunted for what seemed to be a sport. She eyes him carefully as he pulled out the enchanted items and grit her teeth, wishing that she could have had such artifacts. All she had was an old amulet that had once belonged to her true father. Sofie had just been about to enter the tunnels when the knight spoke and she nearly cursed him right then and there. How dare he! How dare he just give away such information to a man who hated everything about who she was.
Changing her tactic as she entered the tunnels, she dropped the invisibility spell and decided to use a misdirection one. It was a little harder and it took much more energy than she liked to admit, but it was easier than just creeping through the tunnels. This man knew nothing of what was hidden beneath the castle, and she cared no should he get lost and starve. Sofie made two projections of herself when she reached a Y bend, setting them both to be standing. She stepped back into the shadows of the side and once again cast herself to be invisible. She could already feel the drain on her body. She glanced up as Finn approached the intersection. "If you want me!" the projections called in unison, come and get me!" And with that, the two projections of the princesses spit up down the hallways.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 12, 2016 5:13:10 GMT -5
(So idk how you want this plot to really play out so I'mma just toss in lore, and random fun stuff. xD If I overstep just tell me.) As the intersection appeared Finn stopped walking as his eyes found the two projections of the princess. "Lass, cut the crap." He sighed as he watched them both walk down the separate hallways he was quite confused on this tactic. He'd have to go down one of the hallways anyways so why even tempt him to do it. "I've beheaded much stronger, pretty, and smarter witches." He sighed as he knelt down, and looked at both pathways with a bored glance. None of them was probably going to lead him to the girl so he decided to do an unorthodox method as he simply sat down cross legged, and took out his blade placing it on his lap.
This was clearly the witches' nest, and she'd wanted him gone soon enough. So why play her games, why not just sit here making her impatient. The man simply closed his eyes, and took in the many sounds going off in the tunnels. He was in quite a blissful peace doing this. As a witch hunter he'd grow accustomed to waiting. He'd once was stuck in a forest for over half a year where he was forced to survive on his own. Luckily for him the witch grew impatient of wasting her magic, and had released the spell. One mage had used a spell to blind the man. However lucky for him his next mission had been for a mage who gifted back his eyes. That was the benefit of being a bounty hunter at heart. Most assumed he was just a witch hunter, but when it came down to it if a mage paid him more than the king he'd simply turn his back on the hunt.
"So lass since you like to waste my time, I'd like to tell you a tale." He spoke calmly as he opened his eyes he figured the girl was watching him from somewhere, especially with him refusing to play her games. "I don't know if you know the name of Sir Melrick. He was a powerful mage back in my homeland of Eclectic. Our king didn't dislike mages as long as they helped the kingdom. However Sir Melrick stole a baby boy who belonged to the king's brother. Melrick would then live in a world created of his own will. No king, royal, knight, peasant, or even weey animals could go into this world. Just Melrick, and a boy he would later name Finn Balor." He stated it was a true enough story it was the story of his past, he tended to tell this story every time he got bored. "The boy wasn't a mage, nor did he learn to become one. No Merlrick just wanted a son believe it, or not. So he went on to raise the boy in the art of the sword. As the years went on he taught the boy spells, and stuff despite the boy not being able to do them. This was so the boy could fight off the little tricks. For you see Melrick believed a war was to happen between man, and mage. It wasn't until later the boy found out the truth between why Melrick chose to kidnap him. For you see my people believe that a demon king shall raise.... That was it... That's why he kidnapped me so I could become the demon king! Can you believe that lass?" His serious tone turned into laughter as he put on a smile.
(Idk if you wanted to use the demon king thing, or not so I made it sound like a joke. xD)
(However here's my little tiny idea for the plot. Upon Finn and Sofia meeting Sofia is interested in meeting Melrick to learn of his spells, and all that. -Don't worry I like rping multiple characters.- So they go on a adventure to Finn's homeworld -after Sofia talks Finn into doing it-. Here they'll learn that Melrick has really made an army of mages, and Sofia's father could be Melrick's brother, or something. So Melrick could see Sofia as the future Queen of his plan. So the war happens, and Finn becomes a demon king which is really just a nickname for a human who fights for the mages. xD Idk maybe Melrick, or Sofia give him powers, or something. )
(Or if you have a different idea we can just say the demon king was the story of an old insane mage guy who died of old age once Finn left.)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 12, 2016 5:43:20 GMT -5
I haven't read it all, I just wanted to let you know that I know you're probably not going to be on by the time I've replied because I've really gotta work on an assignment and get it finished. I'll probably get a response up but it'll take some.
Sorry Doggo (can i call you that? I'm totally calling you that if you're okay with it.)
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 12, 2016 5:44:40 GMT -5
(That's fine I was thinking of going to bed in a few minutes anyways. xD Sure call me whatever bruh.)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 12, 2016 5:54:04 GMT -5
No, I think I like what you're saying. Lemme just step through the plot carefully and tell you what I think of each part.
Upon Finn and Sofia meeting Sofia is interested in meeting Melrick to learn of his spells, and all that. - Although Soifa does want to learn more magic and such, she wouldn't immediately jump to going to meet the person who raised the person who is hunting her. She would have to be dragged along pretty much.
So they go on a adventure to Finn's homeworld -after Sofia talks Finn into doing it-.Instead of Sofia convincing Finn, maybe he could notice that her magic is much waker than any other mage he has hunted and suggests it to her instead ?
Here they'll learn that Melrick has really made an army of mages, and Sofia's father could be Melrick's brother, or something.This sounds nice, but I did think it more of Sofia's father had died, but I do like this idea.
So Melrick could see Sofia as the future Queen of his plan. So the war happens,... war?
and Finn becomes a demon king which is really just a nickname for a human who fights for the mages.This sounds interesting.
xD Idk maybe Melrick, or Sofia give him powers, or something. )I don't really think that it would be possible to give a nonmage born powers.
also, i think your banner has malware on it. My computer is complety freaking out. It's really really bad. It's almost like its bluescreening.
I'll respond to your roleplay post in a moment, assuming that I can.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 12, 2016 5:54:47 GMT -5
Idk about the malware. Whenever I type my browser wigs out rlly bad.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 12, 2016 6:01:42 GMT -5
Seeing that she no longer had to hold the illusions, Sofia dropped them and sunk to the ground slowly and carefully, taking care not to harm herself any more than she already had. As much as she hated to admit it, her magic was much much weaker than she really put on. She could protect herself and mess with others, but prolonged use in fleeing and hiding really drained her. She swallowed thickly as she listened to Finn talk. She really couldn't care less what he was saying, but his voice was the only thing reminding her that she had to stay awake to be able to keep herself invisible. At one point, the mention of the demon king, she had snorted in amusement. She wasn't laughing at the prospect, or his joke, but the absurdity of it all. She had read once about a demon king, a man that killed mages for fun, with no cause behind his destruction, he just killed and killed and killed.
She was so tired, that she hadn't realised the mistake of making a sound when she was supposed to stay silent. She dropped the invisibility illusion, and by doing so regained just enough energy to get to her feet and disappear into the catacombs. She hoped that if he followed, he would get lost. The last thing she needed now was to be dragged back to the king. Her 'father' would never let her hear the end of this.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 12, 2016 6:10:08 GMT -5
(Eh, it's not messing with me at all. I don't think it's the picture messing with your computer.)
(I'll respond later when I get back on. My plots get weird when I'm tired, that's why I feel when I wake up I'll dislike that entire plot I just typed out. xD)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2016 5:50:53 GMT -5
[ Bah, sorry. Dx I had a killer headache the other day.
I'll get in a post sometime after class today. ]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2016 12:57:18 GMT -5
@cryptic
(In hopes of changing him from Negan a bit he'll use a different weapon. His sister will use the bat though.)
It's been a long time coming, a group stupid enough to mess with Alex's army. Well to be fair it wasn't his army, his sister deemed it hers, but none the less he was the enforcer, and the man everyone went to when a battle was about to ensue. However people would be dumb to think his sister was any less a monster than him. No both brother, and sister were quite demons in their own right. A recent family has begun to cause problems, and Alexander had gotten news that his group had them locked down by the border into Illinois. So that's where Monica, and Alexander were currently headed in a nice sleek black kia. The car slowly rolled to the side of the road, and they waited for a few moments before exiting it.
It was Alexander who stepped out first wearing his infamous brown duster coat, blue jeans, white shirt, combat boots, and a black cowboy hat. Sure it was an odd git up, but it gave him a certain look that made people think of who they were messing with. A slight thud went off as he stepped out, and walked out to the two lovers who were on their knees as commanded by Alex's group. "One man I could forgive, two alright okay I get it, but three of my damn men dead." He started off as reached inside his duster to take out a small sledge hammer. "I can't forgive three." He stated as he looked at them with a smile. "Though I must hand it to you! Killing three of my men! Wowie." He laughed as he started pacing.
As he continued pacing the driver seat open, and a female wearing a leather coat, and a pair of light blue jeans stepped out. She looked pretty normal she had long dirty blonde hair, and a calm face as she walked over to them. She was quite lean of build. She stood behind her brother as he paced, and crossed her arms. "Sorry about him. Let me introduce ourselves. We are the Club." She informed the name was spray painted on a lot of street signs throughout the nearby area so it wasn't a big surprise. "I am Monica Woods, and that there is Alexander Woods." She stated calmly as if they were having a simple introduction. "We are siblings, and the owners of the club. The leaders of the three men you killed, and stole from." She added as she looked at Jamie, and then the woman next to him. "So who are you?" She questioned she didn't have a weapon in hand, but it was safe to assume she didn't need one by the twenty men surrounding them.
An overwhelming sense of dread swept over Jamie, shrouding him in uncertainty and pure desperation. He would have guessed that, in times like this, your mind would be running a million miles an hour or that he'd be fighting for some escape, but he thought nothing and he did nothing. There was a vast ocean of black clouding his brain - a sort of plague that picked the bone clean. He was left vacant with only a memory to keep him company. It felt so out of place in that moment - so random - that he was nearly startled by it. He thought of home, of his grandfather and his strange obsession with birds. He kept several pent up in a cage on the porch, morning doves which cooed every time someone entered or left the house. Many a time Jamie would sit by their cage, staring at them through the bars. Boredom was a common state of mind there and on days he felt especially disinterested in the politics his grandfather often spouted, he'd sit there and rattle their cage door to provoke movement.
Kneeling on the ground before this brute and his younger sibling, he felt the roles had been switched. He was at the mercy of another, barred by the men standing around them. Dianna's stifled sobs - a sound he was all too familiar with these days - became the doves' frightened coos, strengthened every time someone moved. The expanse between them felt like a gash in the land, dividing them in all but spirit. He wanted nothing more than to reach out - to feel her close to him - but knew the action was impossible with both their hands bound and the focus of everyone's attention. They both locked eyes, hers brimming with tears and his close to it. He'd never seen her so frightened, not even after the disappearance of Ben and Katie. In that moment, he knew he had everything to lose. She was his last tether binding him here in this reality - cut it and he was sure he'd fade.
As a car drove up, he swallowed and tore his gaze away, turning his attention to the two that emerged from it. As they spoke, he followed them with his eyes, his gaze flickering now and then to the ground. They felt far too comfortable in this situation, turning it into more of a joke than anything else. The gravity of everything had yet to settle and he felt suspended between hope and terror. He was both intimidated and entranced by their confidence, something he was lacking in greatly. As his time came to speak, he straightened his posture - trying to retain some dignity - and stared at them as steadily as he could. "James Bishop," he introduced, "this is Dianna." He omitted their connection entirely, knowing very well the group would find weakness in it. He wanted to say more, plead perhaps, but was silenced by his own fear.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 13, 2016 16:00:10 GMT -5
Monica's cold eyes watched them closely she was looking at them as if a businessman was interviewing an employee. She wasn't one to kill, no why kill able bodies. There was a reason the club was pretty big. However if she merely let these two in without some sort of punishment for killing her three men, and stealing from her then the club would start to think she wasn't a fit leader. Her group worked in an odd silly way everyone respected the leader, however it was easy to become the leader. You merely had to do one thing, not kill the previous leader, but make them submit to you. It was a way to show the new person was dominate, and the true alpha of the group. Monica still remembered it clearly she had beaten the previous leader, with the help of her brother, and made him basically her slave til she grew bored of the fool, and made an example out of him. It was merely how the club worked, and would continue to work. So if she merely let these two go free, or join without punishment she'd lose her dominate look, and someone would take advantage of that.
"Well Jamie, and Diana I feel generous today." She spoke calmly as she turned around to walk back to the car. "From now on you are my property, my employees if you will.... However," She spoke in a very calm, and strong voice as she opened the car door back up. "We only want one of you." She finished as she took out her bat, with barbed wire sticking all around it. She found her way back over to the couple, and looked at her brother. "However I'm a fair employee, so I'll let you pick." She laughed as she turned her gaze to them waiting for either the heroic 'Choose me', or the pathetic 'Choose them' that was all so common in these situations.
Alexander watched his sister do her speech, and then decided to chime in. "Now I know, this is a scary situation. I won't put it past you to p--- yourselves." He joked as he rubbed his chin looking at them his eyes went to Diana for moment before returning to Jamie he had no preference for which one was going to die. "Hell maybe even s--- yourselves." He laughed at that one as he tossed his sledge hammer in the air. "So whose it going to be. Am I getting a new punching bag, or a new plaything?" He questioned as he paced around calmly as he waited. He planned on flipping a coin to decide if he, or his sister got to have the fun.
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Finn's plan at worked as he heard the sound of a snort, and with that he arose of him peaceful sit. His eyes went to the pathway that would lead to the catacombs, and he simply walked down it. He had no clue where it led, but he would easily be able to find his way. "It's good to know I can still make the lasses laugh." He commented to himself as he walked down the weird tunnels beneath the castle. He had to admit this mission was very odd. Most mages he had hunted tended to be in their own little hideout, a swamp, forest, or even a small village. However this one just used her daddy's home. No wonder this wasn't a kill mission she seemed like the weakest mage he'd ever hunted down.
Upon reaching the catacombs, and he looked around for a moment. "You like the dead, eh?" He questioned as he looked around the burial ground. It was quite cliche if one would think about, the scary witch leads the hunter into a tomb of the dead. His hand went right to his left short blade just in case this woman still had one more trick of bring the dead back to attack him. He had seen it before, so he knew it was a thing. Slice the head was the simple, and best tactic for that situation.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Sept 13, 2016 21:43:14 GMT -5
Sofia leant against the wall a little way away, panting softly. She could barely keep standing and the invisibility spell was not helping her. She heard Finn speak and she gulped quietly. It was true. It seemed as though most of her power did lay with necromancy, but she wasn't strong enough to reanimate the dead for her bidding. She could communicate with ghost, and right now they seeemed absent. She was none too pleased about that and she gritted her teeth as she moved to stick her head out to look at Finn. She sighed quietly and sunk down to the ground. Her spell wavered a bit before shattering, leaving her exposed. She closed her eyes and leant her head back against the wall, resigned to her fate.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Sept 14, 2016 20:06:20 GMT -5
Finn lowered his hand from the hilt of his blade once he saw the dead stayed dead. His eyes soon caught the sight of girl who had gotten a glance of him. "About time..." He mumbled to be honest this had been quite a boring job normally he'd still be hunting the witch, or fighting some creature they summoned. Normally these hunts lasted weeks, but it seemed this one had come to an end as he moved so he could see the girl sunk down on the ground. "Any last tricks lass?" He questioned as he took out some rope to tie her up. She seemed tired so he doubted he'd need to restrain, but you never knew so he was going to tie her hands up. "Time to go see daddy so I can get paid, and go home." He commented as he untangled the rope slowly waiting to see if a fire ball, or something would come flying at him. "Alright lass I'mma tie you up, fight it, and I'll make sure it's uncomfortable." He warned her.
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