Post by Toriji on Oct 26, 2009 13:22:34 GMT -5
On a dark, stormy night a young man sat atop a large building in Birmingham, Alabama. His gaze shifted from rooftop to rooftop as if he was idly looking for something.
"We found it." A smooth voice spoke from behind, and as the teen turned to answer, the silver-haired speaker bolted off for whatever 'it' was.
The young man stood up and dusted himself off. Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of a commotion in his peripheral vision. He then stretched slightly and headed toward it, hopping from building to building.
When he finally arrived, he saw the beast they were hunting. Standing at about eight feet tall the red half-man half-goat was a fearsome sight, or at least to the average human. With a flick of his wrist, a white card with a red sword appeared in the falling boy's hand. He then ripped his sword from it's sheathe and gave a mighty swing. An arc of flame jumped from the blade, shot through the air, and carved a bloody gash into the satyr's ribcage.
As the large figure reeled another voiced boomed with a jovial joke a the thing's expense. "I guess that's my que." The shirtless hulk that spoke charged the demon from a dark alley and threw a colossal punch into its abdomen, which sent it off its feet and sliding along the asphalt.
"Bout damn time!" The third team member, a bald man dressed as a leather-clad biker, pounced on the demon with what appeared to be a boulder on his fist. He punched the beast square in the center of its chest. On impact the boulder seemed to collapse, but quickly reshaped itself as an 'X' shaped restraint, holding the monster down. With that, the silver-haired man reappeared, and with a quick motion lopped the head off of the satyr.
"Good job guys." the teenager emerged from the mist of the heavy downpour clapping for his team. "Not even a single injury this time."
"Yeah, yeah." the lager shirtless man rolled his eyes, apparently the receiver of this last injury. "What now, Dealer. Whose turn to head back to HQ, and whose turn to burn the body?"
The teenager turned and began to walk away. "Vyper." The silver-haired man perked up. "C'mon, Tetra and Juggernaut can handle the body." Vyper gladly caught up with The Dealer, leaving the other two behind cursing.
-------------Later At HQ-----------
"Nothing left to do but turn in the head and report to Chief. Tell the others that we'll be on a week's vacation duty when you see them, Vyper."
"What about you Sir?" Vyper replied as he placed the bloody head in a metallic collection bin labeled 'Southeast'.
"I have to get home, get changed, and get into be before my parents wake up." He checked his watch with a light chuckle. "Which will be in about ten minutes. See you in a week."
Vyper saluted as his squad leader disappeared, then turned to report the night's activities to Chief.
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The basic idea is that your charcter is an opperative in Midnight Blue and will be working under the Dealer. I intend to have a few run-of-the-mill test missions before I move on into the actual story, so please bear with me.
"We found it." A smooth voice spoke from behind, and as the teen turned to answer, the silver-haired speaker bolted off for whatever 'it' was.
The young man stood up and dusted himself off. Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of a commotion in his peripheral vision. He then stretched slightly and headed toward it, hopping from building to building.
When he finally arrived, he saw the beast they were hunting. Standing at about eight feet tall the red half-man half-goat was a fearsome sight, or at least to the average human. With a flick of his wrist, a white card with a red sword appeared in the falling boy's hand. He then ripped his sword from it's sheathe and gave a mighty swing. An arc of flame jumped from the blade, shot through the air, and carved a bloody gash into the satyr's ribcage.
As the large figure reeled another voiced boomed with a jovial joke a the thing's expense. "I guess that's my que." The shirtless hulk that spoke charged the demon from a dark alley and threw a colossal punch into its abdomen, which sent it off its feet and sliding along the asphalt.
"Bout damn time!" The third team member, a bald man dressed as a leather-clad biker, pounced on the demon with what appeared to be a boulder on his fist. He punched the beast square in the center of its chest. On impact the boulder seemed to collapse, but quickly reshaped itself as an 'X' shaped restraint, holding the monster down. With that, the silver-haired man reappeared, and with a quick motion lopped the head off of the satyr.
"Good job guys." the teenager emerged from the mist of the heavy downpour clapping for his team. "Not even a single injury this time."
"Yeah, yeah." the lager shirtless man rolled his eyes, apparently the receiver of this last injury. "What now, Dealer. Whose turn to head back to HQ, and whose turn to burn the body?"
The teenager turned and began to walk away. "Vyper." The silver-haired man perked up. "C'mon, Tetra and Juggernaut can handle the body." Vyper gladly caught up with The Dealer, leaving the other two behind cursing.
-------------Later At HQ-----------
"Nothing left to do but turn in the head and report to Chief. Tell the others that we'll be on a week's vacation duty when you see them, Vyper."
"What about you Sir?" Vyper replied as he placed the bloody head in a metallic collection bin labeled 'Southeast'.
"I have to get home, get changed, and get into be before my parents wake up." He checked his watch with a light chuckle. "Which will be in about ten minutes. See you in a week."
Vyper saluted as his squad leader disappeared, then turned to report the night's activities to Chief.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The basic idea is that your charcter is an opperative in Midnight Blue and will be working under the Dealer. I intend to have a few run-of-the-mill test missions before I move on into the actual story, so please bear with me.