The Dead Wanderers (Started) (CLOSED)

[darkenergy134]

Jason -
"We're trying to restore the natural order of things... by learning how to kill others..." Lawrence sits calmly. "You see... when the Reaper vanished... people stopped being able to die. Without death, look at all the suffering in the world. All the wars that will never end, all the disease ridden people that will never be able to receive the merciful sting of death." Lawrence looks in his his drawer and removes a letter opener. "We've learned how to kill people, and all we need is a little sample of their DNA. Before I can initiate you though, I need you to let me take a blood sample... think of it as insurance. You reveal us, we kill you."

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Raito -
(First off, oopsies, my bad on screwing up the canon)

The woman looks at you as though you are crazy. "Pft. Indigo Nation? Whats that? Sounds like the country where you can find Sesame Street." She laughs for a minute before calming down. "You're definitely in the wrong building... I can search up the address for you if you'd like." She types in a few words. "Hm... I can't find anything online. Just a couple of news reports involving a man named Volshank. Apparently died saying those words... Sorry I can't help you."

 

[DragonofDecay86]

((am i allowed to put a bullet through this guy's brain?))
Jason considered this for a minute before nodding to the man. He knew that even if he bled it would heal in a second considering that it was human made... the only thing that really hurt him was angel made weapons.
"Fine but i dont see why you need my blood... couldnt it be my hair or something?" Jason asked pretending to sound concerned.

 

[koga88]

Spoiler: OOC-darkenergy134

What about my character's story advancement, or should I not have went back to the bar to find out a little more about the location/Volshank?

 

[Azraellod]

Raito had stopped listening to this rather ignorant woman. He was instead focused on a conversation going on in a nearby cubicle that appeared to be discussing Indigo Nation. He hadn't heard all of it, but his ears had pricked at the mention at the Grim Reaper.

He thanked the woman for her time, but said he was sure there was a part of Indigo Nation here. "Perhaps it would be best if you just let me look around."

Raito knew he was on dangerous territory using his powers like this, and was sure he would be reprimanded, but he also knew that heaven needed the reaper beck as much as he did. And so, he started to listen even more intently...

 

[darkenergy134]

Spoiler: koga88

I'll try to come up with stuff. But usually ordering a drink does not result in epic dialogue or plot revelations. Moving around the bar might've helped. But, who knows. I'll update your story.

Traven -
Upon ordering your drink, the bartender walks to you and looks at you, depressingly. "What was that shit outside? We heard some fighting. Are you okay?" The bar has become a much quieter place, as people are whispering about the man's death.

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Jason-
Lawrence looks at you with disappointment in his eyes. "Yes... It could be a hair sample. But blood rituals show so much more devotion, don't you think." He takes the letter opener and cuts off a sample of your hair. "There, no real harm. Now Mr. Thelmer, what else do you want to know?"

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Raito -
The woman stares at you blankly as you walk around and begin to listen in on the conversation.

 

[koga88]

"Don't worry to much about it, the man that fell over at that table there was having some problems. It's been taken care of." Traven says to the bartender, then goes over to the woman Shelley, offering her a drink and sitting at a table in the corner. Looking at her and saying, " I have a few questions I'd like to ask you about Volshank," Traven says as he also shows her the business card he had taken off the dead man outside.

 

[darkenergy134]

Traven -

Shelley looks at you for a second before deciding to respond. "Sure, whatcha wanna know about that freak?"

 

[koga88]

"I need to know when's the last time you've seen him around, if you would know what types of places he goes to?" Shows her the business card with Volshank's name on it. "Also, what do you know about his shop at this location? Anything would help."

 

[Azraellod]

Spoiler: OOC

I want to move my character onwards, but I'm kind of stuck until pyroguy86 gets back online. Just thought I'd explain why I wasn't doing anything.

 

[koga88]

Spoiler: OOC

Is this RP over? there hasn't been any development for a few weeks now.

 

[Azraellod]

Spoiler: OOC

I want to continue, but I'm supposed to be eavesdropping in on a conversation, and pyroguy86 hasn't logged in since October the 4th.

I might be able to continue if the GM puppeteered him, and the other players came back, but right now I'm stuck.

 

[koga88]

Spoiler: OOC

Likewise I'm also stuck, so for now I suppose we just have to wait for pyroguy, or if like you said we can find someone to take over.

 

[darkenergy134]

Spoiler: Sorry

Sorry, didn't realize that this had come to a halt for a while. Just slipped my mind. I'll take command of Pyro for now

Traven -
Shelley looks blankly at the card for a second before responding. "He mostly stayed at his shop... He used to come around here, but I haven't seen him for weeks. He sometimes would go to Castro Theater to catch a movie. But... I'd say go to his shop. He might have some information.

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Raito -
Inside of the room, you can make out the older man cutting off a piece of the younger man's hair.

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Jason -
You look at him for a second before asking "What did you need my hair for?" Lawrence goes quiet for a second while putting the hair inside of the plastic bag.

"Why... with your DNA in our possession, we can now see you from any point of the world... and... if necessary, we can kill you. We have very skilled workers. Think of them as the Reapers of the New Age."

 

[Azraellod]

Spoiler: OOC

-bizarre story-

The hell? What on earth was that? Unless the GM acknowledges that, I'm ignoring it. Thanks for bumping the thread though, I guess.

Raito continues to eavesdrop on the conversation, moving closer so as to hear more of it.

 

[darkenergy134]

Spoiler: No

How 'bout this for a development...

Jason, suddenly contorted with the anguish of a thousand hell-bound souls, lets out a painfilled squeek. Dumbfounded to the core, Lawrence stands by staring with startled eyes, both arms hanging uselessly to either side. At length, Lawrence manages a feeble, "...are you alright," backing away instinctively.

"It...hurts..." Jason utters a choked whisper with watery eyes.

Still backing away from Jason Lawrence finds his progress impeded by the wall. Not daring to look away, Lawrence tenses his entire body like a coiled snake, ready for mortal kombat.

"IT BURNS!" howls Jason as he staggers to his feet seemingly strung up by otherwordly forces. With unsteady movement, Jason looks heaven-ward with tear-streaked eyes. And slowly, with great internal turmoil, he raises both his hands to the sky in desperate supplication.

Lawrence, now firmly stuck against the wall, transfixed on Jason with a demented stare, unconciously tries to say something. "Jaso--" Lawrences voice is eclipsed with a demonic cacophony. A frightful pitch, shrill yet rasping, seems to attack from every direction.

Completely overcome with horror, Lawrence sinks to the floor, holding himself, no longer concious.

At the same time Jason is shaking like the possessed, his eyes rolled back into his skull, his mouth agape with a silent scream, his arms clawing at the sky.

The tumult is deafening it shakes the window panes and rattles the floor-boards and tears at mens' souls with a vulgar enthusiasm.

The noise is coming from deep withing Jason. Coming from the rear, it consumes itself into a final high-pitched squeel, as it shakes Jasons trousers, and leaves him depleted.

"Oh man, I've been holding that in FOREVER!", shouts Jason at the cowering Lawrence crying in the corner. "Oh what a relief, I swear gas like that is not normal" sais Jason with beads of sweat on his brow. "Oh shit! Is that Grim Reaper?!"

Turning around, Jason notices a skeletal figure haloed in the thick green smog expelled from his ass. "Oh my Lord!" exclaims Jason with newfound joy. "He was there all along, Oh my goodness!" "Hey Lawrence check this out," Jason beckons to the reviving Lawrence, "look its Grim, holy shit!" Now we can finally resolve this tangled mess that is our lives.

No. Just no.

Spoiler: Warning

Also, if he doesn't reply soon, I will kill Jason off.

 

[koga88]

"Thank you for the information Shelley, I'll see you around maybe." Traven says to Shelley as he stands up and heads out of the pub. Walking towards his car he removes the blades from his legs and sets them in the back seat, keeping his pistols on his belt.

Sitting in the driver side of the car, Traven wonders what he will see at Volshank's shop.

Traven drives to the local church and asks the priest for a bottle of holy water just in case, and then drives to 347 Castro St. Arriving at the shop, he gets out of the car and re-equips the blades and pulls out one of his pistols, walking towards the shop door and knocking on the door with the butt of the gun, waiting for a response.

 

[darkenergy134]

Traven -
No response for a minute. After trying to knock again, a man opens the door. "Quick come in. Before they see you."

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Jason -
Lawrence sees one of your pistols. "Oh dear..." he says, picking up the hairs he cut off. "I always wondered if I could kill a devil..." You see his eyes roll back in his head and he begins to chant some strange language. The hairs begin to disintegrate in his hand as you feel a sharp pain in your chest. Then, darkness.

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Raito -
You see what just happened.

 

[Azraellod]

Hmm

Raito was interested. Able to kill devils... that was very impressive. These people were good.

All the same, they were only humans that had discovered a clever trick. And this could be discarded as that devil did not seem to be very strong or clever. Performing such a careless risk...

Well, at least he had demonstrated that an air of caution would need to be adopted for this. Still, it needed to be done fast.

Raito walked over to the cubicle in which the man and the demon were sitting, the demon now crumbling, and waited until the man recovered from whatever kind of trance he had gone into. He then said;

"I'm here for the interview about getting in to Indigo Nation. I've got a few questions."

 

[darkenergy134]

Raito-
The man blinks rapidly. "Sh... Not so loud." He invites you into his office. "Let's make this quick though. I need to do some work." He pushes the crumbling demon out of the seat and watches it disintegrate on the ground. "Take a seat."

 

[Azraellod]

Raito sat down, perfectly composed. He hadn't put any suggestion into his voice, and was surprised that it had worked. They allow in 15 year old children apparently...

Still, he goes into a trance and chants some mystical words, kills a demon, then expects me to be quiet? What is wrong with this man?

Raito decided that this man was unsafe. This needed to be done fast. The power of suggestion should speed this up, although if he was immune to it this might not end well. Still, it was a safe assumption that he wasn't immune to it.

"Tell me everything you know about Indigo Nation quickly please." Raito said in a quieter voice. The last thing he needed was somebody else who was listening in to start talking as well, so he was happy to comply with that part of the man's requests.