Active Plots (Alphabetical) - Updated 8/21/2010

Can't I Have Any Time? - (Eruantion Doriath [?], Amonost Doriath [?])

End of Solitude - (Verda Stelo [?])

No More Grape Soda - (Alex Dean [?], Samuel Jorgenson [?], Leon Mecheeto [?])

Questionable Means - (Tawny Black [?], Ishkan Ma'z)

Author	Comment
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/13/2008 11:20:35 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil stays sitting. Neil: I feel almost like that guy's my long lost brother. He looks at the woman. Neil: Oh, looks like there's a gunfight outside. Want to join in?
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/13/2008 11:23:27 PM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning There are a few choice words forming in Szyren’s head when she hears the rat-a-tat-tat of the gunfire outside, and the second man excuses himself to go join in.  Mr. Merc’s confession is a little… strange, but she shrugs it off at his invitation to participate in a veritable battle. Szyren: Sounds like a blast! (Pun intended?)  You got a gun I could borrow?  I don't... exactly have one on me. She smiled crookedly up at him. ((OOC: I'm having some problems with the board at the moment, is that just me?)) Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Tom Fender Member of SG&C Wandered the world like Caine from Kung-Fu and got into adventures Dominion Master 3/13/2008 11:48:04 PM Level: 18 Experience: 26800 Total Posts: 95	RE: The Reckoning (OOC: It was going very slow for a minute, but it seems to have cleared up now for me.) John: Why did I agree to this? I hate fighting on Perrenor. Chris shrugs as he switches on the Surefire light mounted to the front of his pirate-style Bushmaster AR. With a sigh, John switches the Surefire on his P90 on as well. Jake: Man, can't see trash out here. He slips on a rotten, slimy banana peel and falls forward. He manages not to land on his 552 as not to scratch the finish. Jake: Found some. Some honkies come driving by in a beat up convertible. They're swinging AK47s and gold-plated Jennings. One has a gold-plated Desert Eagle that keeps stove piping because he keeps limp-wristing it. They're pouring out a lot of ammo, but hitting nothing important. Chris nonchalantly fires a round from his M203 right into the middle of the car. It explodes in a fiery display. Bill: WOOOOO! That's why we hired you guys! You're all right! Bill is almost jumping with glee. He soon gets a hold of himself and offers a few rounds from his monster stainless steel .44. Chris opens the breech of the grenade launcher and lets the empty case fall to the asphalt with a satisfying, tinny metal sound. He pops a new 40mm frag in. Tom spots a muzzle flash in the distance and fires a couple rounds at it. It stops, so he assumes he scored a hit or at least scared the shooter off. John: 50 tape says Tom's getting hit first. Tom: Pfft. The citizens of the neighborhood finally come out of their run-down apartments with AK47s and other old rifles to join the fight against the gangstas. They're not exactly Minute Men. Bill: PUSH THOSE YAHOOS BACK! He fires his last two shots and reloads with a speedloader. He seems quite proficient with it.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/14/2008 12:17:38 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil: I do, as a matter of fact, have an extra gun. He produces an SA44--a blaster the size of a small submachine gun--seemingly from nowhere. Neil: I carry two. But it looks like they're handling it okay. He puts the gun away. Exactly where remains a mystery. He looks over at the counter. The soda jerk is long gone, so he grabs his cup, wanders over to the tap, and nonchalantly pours himself some more root beer. He heads back over to the table. Neil: We should go see this chiropractor. He's probably an assassin. He heads for the door, casually firing shots from his Glock out the broken window.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/14/2008 12:29:49 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning Szyren eyes the shiney gun and is visably disappointed when she is denied it in all of its magnanimousness. Szyren: I'm glad to see you're feeling better... Try not to get sick again. Szyren follows, keeping Neil between herself and the firefight outside.  With no real means of protection, she figures he's her best bet.  She'll be glad to be off this crackpot planet asap. Szyren (With an air of nonchalance): So, are we going to be killing this chiropractor, or just submitting him to differing degrees of torture? She winces as a piece of brick goes sailing past her head, and scuttles closer to Neil.  Due to her close proximity, she finds it only appropriate to introduce herself, clinging to the back of his coat. Szyren: By the way... you can call me Szyren.  And I will be hiding back here while you find a way through this mess. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
kairne Mind Destroyer 3/14/2008 12:38:56 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 58	RE: The Reckoning   Truth hears some gunfire he grins "well it is on the way and I do need practice...". He finds the source of the gunfire and quickly runs intoan apartment complex until he is at the roof. He sets up his Wraith and scans through the available targets. "let's see... some low class criminals...the merc...of course... and who are these people?" His database whirs to life slightly slower from the damage he sustained and unuse. (Hey can each one of you except for Niel post some information about yourself that the police, internet, lower branches of the goverment, and various gang/criminal groups would know and it doesn't have to be anything major just a little bit of information) He scans through the targets once more deciding between Neil and the people shootign at him. "ah what the heck I kinda did want to fight him up close and personal" He fires a single shot into the drivers head. He chuckles a bit as he lines up the next target "boom, headshot." your mind is my playground
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/14/2008 12:51:09 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning Neil pushes open the door as the woman asks about the chiropractor. Neil: I dunno! I haven't gotten that far yet. His Glock booms loudly. He barely shifts his head to the side to avoid a flying hunk of brick. At an odd time, the woman introduces herself. He hadn't even thought about the fact that they never actually introduced themselves. Things are funny that way. Neil: Ah. Neil Castle. I'd shake your hand, but I'd drop my gun or my root beer. His Glock booms loudly. They saunter along the sidewalk, growing further away from the gunfight.
Szyren Phoenix in Training 3/14/2008 1:14:31 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 122	RE: The Reckoning ((OOC: This was interesting to create... I stole Neil's "template")) Full name: Szyren Kouchishio DOB: 12/03/4206 Race: Kiefan Last Known Residence:  Fierra Mesa, Stairtan-Remos Occupation: N/A Incarcerated 05/17/4222, Cerania, for involvement in weapon smuggling Escaped 05/23/4222; explosion of unknown origins.  Whereabouts unknown. Warrant out for arrest (Dagrespred Police Department, Dagrespred, Razorback Ridge, Cerania) Arrested 11/28/4224, Lanus, for possession and intent to sell illegal substances. Released 12/04/4224; Charges dropped (Charlie Server, Lanus) Arrested 01/17/4225, Kote, for possession and intent to sell illegal substances. Released 02/01/4225; Charges dropped (Dhe Ruquas Police Department, Dhe Ruquas, Kote) Evaded Arrest on 03/20/4224 (Alpha Server, Lanus) Evaded Arrest on 12/17/4224 (Dhe Ruquas, Kote) Suspected involvement in the stealing of J1M1 War Wagon (Lanus), CP3 Vexxer (Lars), C41 Ladybug (Liavor) Results: No substantial proof.  Ships are still MIA. Wanted for Questioning No further criminal records found. Szyren is known to carry explosive material, should be considered dangerous. Special Note: Szyren is an unregistered Shape Shifter.  Feral form is a red crane. Wanted for Registration on Fierra Mesa. Faces Limited Exile from Vansid.  See file 2948-839 -------------- Szyren clenched her eyes shut and followed Neil by feel only, still clinging to his coat as he effortlessly waded through the bedlam.  Once the sound of gunfire is just an unpleasent memory dredged up every now and again by a particularily loud explosion, she dares to open an eye.  Seeing that the gunfight is far enough behind them, she heaves a heavy sigh of relief and releases Neil's coat. Szyren: Nice to meet you. The crooked smile has replaced itself on her face and she laughs softly, feeling a little silly for hiding behind him for so long. Sometimes you get a better perspective of things when they're up-side-down.
Neil Castle Some Crazy Merc Dominion Master 3/14/2008 1:30:24 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 125	RE: The Reckoning The instant he feels the gunfight is far enough away, Neil sets his soda on the ground, rabidly removes the magazine from his Glock, and begins refilling it with fresh rounds. Nothing distracts him. He imagines that his leg has been shot off and he can say "'tis but a scratch!" but no such thing happened. He confuses himself. He finishes topping off the magazine and rams it back into the pistol, then holsters it, hidden behind his coat. Neil: ... What were we doing? Oh yeah, nice to meet you too, I can shake your hand now but it might be nasty. He looks at his palm. Neil: I'm not sure when I last washed them. Oh, I remember what I was doing. I need to go meet a scumbag at his assassin chiropractor? I think? Does that sound right to you?
kairne Mind Destroyer 3/14/2008 1:38:00 AM Level: 1 Experience: 0 Total Posts: 58	RE: The Reckoning    He grins as his scope follows Neil he aims for the soda and pulls the trigger mumbling "next time I will kill you". He quickly disassembles the Wraith and flees the apartment complex. He scans over the file on Szyren 'hmm interesting seems like this girl has a little bit of a pyro habit along with a criminal record just what I need an insane merc and a criminal pyro' he thinks glumly back to what happened last time his arm caught fire. "I don't know if I can take them in this condition and with such low weponry I think it's time for me to earns some tape" He groans.

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