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++ Scenario IV ~ The Crisis

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7:33 pm
January 5, 2015

dystopia
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  Scenario IV ~ The Crisis
 
  Rays from the dual suns scorched the cracked ground leading into town. A small group of men walked casually through the streets, unnoticed by those moving past them. The creaking sounds of swinging signs danced through the streets as a harsh wind, full of rough sand and debris, blew steadily though Lewiston Town's main corridor. The wind whipped the tunics and scarves worn by the citizens to protect them from the debris which it carried, they moved about normally. The street was lined with stone and the occasional wooden structures, people moved between them carrying on the daily business. The squeak of the tavern doors opening and closing was drowned by the macho laughter that drifted from the building, a steady stream of bombastic roaring. The men moved past the tavern, their boots kicking up more sand and dust for the wind to carry away.
   ” The mansion isn't far from the city center. ” One of the men spoke to the others, his voice rough and dry. ” Let's just head straight there. ” He continued to speak, the others nodded in agreement.
The mansion was located west, two blocks off of the main street. The towering structure was located behind a tall stone wall, eight feet high, the only entrance a thick iron gate that led into a central courtyard which the mansion surrounded on three sides. The building was built in a Victorian style, it's detailed facade painted in several colors. It was like no other home in Lewiston Town.
   ” Everyone ready for this? ” Another of the men spoke, stepping past the others to turn and address them all. They nodded in agreement, some showing toothy grins. Remember what we're after! ” The man suddenly increased the volume of his voice, shouting at the others before brandishing a grenade which he unpinned and rolled across the ground towards the gate. The men hurried to either side of the gate, pulling their heavy tunics over their heads. The explosion rocked the gate sending iron and stone flying. Then men acted quickly entering through the destroyed gate in a wave. Gunfire echoed through the city streets.
 
 
OOC Talk:
TPS is back.
 
 

7:46 pm
January 5, 2015

dystopia
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  The raucous laughter that roared through Lewiston Town's main street tavern 'The Shack' wasn't unlike the wild atmosphere found in most drinking holes on Gunsmoke. Jonas had learned to live with it, even though it did not suit his personality to be around such behavior. Occupying a small table in the corner the dark haired man kept to himself, drinking a warm beer in silence. His eyes had drifted around the room from time to time, moving from brute to brute. He decided to keep quiet, finish his drink, then make his way to the inn for the night.
   ” These steamer layovers kill me. ” He mumbled to himself as he took another drink of his beer, grimacing at the bitter warm taste.
Suddenly a explosion rocked the small building, the tremors sending mugs, plates, and other debris flying and crashing around the room. The noise died down quickly as the fifteen or so customers stood wide eyed, bewilderment surrounding them. Moments later gunfire began to pop in the distance, it was clear something was amiss, and in the middle of the day none the less.
 
 
OOC Talk:
TPS is back.
 
 

1:32 pm
January 8, 2015

griff
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  The Crisis  
  It had been weeks since he had last seen Vash and the group and Alucard had been wondering Gunsmoke since. Travelling from town to town just trying to survive and stay hidden. Staring at the piss yellow drink in front of him, Alucard snarled. It was the cheapest thing he could find and he needed to conserve his money. At first, he despised the lemonade, but over time the taste grew on him, or he simply stopped caring.

The shockwave of the explosion sent the glass off the table edge, shattering and spilling the lemonade all over the floor. The snarl was removed instantly from Alucard's face as he continued staring where the glass use to be. Slowly, but with purpose, he rose from his chair and headed out the bar towards the chaos.

 
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2:44 pm
January 8, 2015

dystopia
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  The silence seemed to span for ages, Jonas and the other simply trying to figure out what exactly was going on nearby. Before he could act another man had risen from a nearby seat and make haste out the swinging doors. Jonas sensed this man was going into the unknown, a trait he admired in others. Feeling the call he too stood, and after leaving a few double dollars on the table he took off out the doors and into the sun. The heat was immense during these hours of the day, Jonas thought as he caught sight of the unknown man moving swiftly down the street towards the sound of gunfire. Jonas quickened his pace.
   ” Hey, you got a screw loose or something? ” Jonas called after the man as he neared him. ” Or maybe you're some kind of desperado? ” He continued to speak, a tone of amusement in his voice. Ahead the gunfire grew louder, punctuated with a muffled scream of a woman then silence. Jonas could see the smoking rubble from the exploded iron gate in the distance, but nothing beyond the haze.
 
 
OOC Talk:
TPS is back.
 
 

4:26 pm
January 8, 2015

griff
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  As the stranger approached Alucard, his swift walking pace slowly slightly as he looked at him through his yellow reflective glasses, “They spilt my lemonade.” Grabbing his massive Jackal with his right hand and playing with his hat, Alucard looked towards where the noise was coming from, “I'm just a man that hates my things wasted and if that means I have a few screws loose…” Alucard glanced at  the man again, “How many do you have for following me?” Alucard smiled and sped his pace back up, looking forward to some action.

 
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4:33 pm
January 8, 2015

dystopia
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  Jonas showed a smirk at Alucard's response as the eerie silence set it. Jonas broke his gaze, surveying the streets around him down towards the smoke rising in a billowing cloud in the distance, they were empty. Jonas was amazed at the speed which the streets in Lewiston Town had cleared, in fact as far as he could tell he and Alucard were at the moment the only two daring to even be outside.
   ” Apparently we both see the world a little different than everyone else. ” he responded as his hand swiped his dark bangs from his eyes. ” What do you say, want to go see what's going on down the street here or what? ” He asked, already knowing what the answer would be.
Jonas started to walk casually past Alucard, his pacing steady. The cloud of smoke grew closer and within two minutes Jonas was just a few meters from the hole in the gate. He could see beyond the smoke at this distance, looking inward at the courtyard. Jonas spotted the silhouette of a man standing near the entrance to the mansion, likely twenty meters directtly straight inside of the gate. He moved quickly stepped to the left out of the line of sight, protected for the moment by the eight foot stone wall.
 
 
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TPS is back.
 
 

5:56 pm
January 8, 2015

griff
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  Alucard chuckled at the stranger's response about seeing things differently, “You have no idea.” The plant had lived far longer than any human would and that changed the way he saw things, but like humans he wished to perserve his life as long as he could. With a devilish smile, Alucard ignored the man's questions know the smile was enough.

Coming to the hole in the gate, Alucard took a quick glance and saw the silhouette of man. Without changed pace, two katars droped from his coat sleeve over his hand. Even in the courtyard full of debris, Alucard's steps made little to no sound. He never looked at the ground and it seemed almost by sheer luck that he stepped on no debris. Moving right behind the man, Alucard whispered in his ear,
“You split my lemonade.” Before even the the last syllable was said, Alucard slashed with both of his katars.

 
  OOC:
 HP: 70/70
TP: 53/70
Weapon:
Dual Katar (+4)
Actions:
Quick Draw
Move Silently (-15 TP)
Dual Wield (-2 TP) 
Attention to Detail
Damage:
29 (19 x1.5) + 4 = 33 x2 attacks 
 
 

8:34 pm
January 9, 2015

dystopia
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  Jonas' jaw slowly slid agape as his ne found ally walked right past, through the smoke and debris that had been scattered into the explosion, entering the compound. Jonas moved along the wall, his right hand instinctively reaching through his jacket opening, grasping the hilt of one of his Grader model 2043 automatic hand guns which was holstered there. Peeking around the corner of the blow gate Jonas caught just the end of Alucard's swift attack which caught the front guard by surprise and through two sweeping slashes sent him crashing backwards with a scream.
   ” So there goes the element of surprise… ” Jonas mumble to himself as he turned his head from Alucard looking over the courtyard in detail.
The courtyard was large, paved in a white stone that seemed to be kept clean and swept, a task that must be a chore considering the abundance of sand in Lewiston Town. The mansion was built in a U- formation around the courtyard, with a full porch which followed the outside conture of the building. The porch was covered by a roof which kept it out of Gunsmokes glaring heat. This roof was supported by evenly spaced columns, painted white in Victorian fashion.
Jonas moved quickly darting the the blow gate, carefully moving through the debris as he entered the courtyard, turning to the left and making a b-line for the far edge of the porch. He reached the column quickly, ducking out of the line of sight as he pulled both Grader's from their holsters and waited.
 
 
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TPS is back.
 
 

8:41 pm
January 9, 2015

dystopia
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  The interior of the mansion was dark, the fear palpable. The scream of pain from outside resonated through the interior causing instant reactions by those inside.
   ” That sounded like Garth, seems we were wrong about the Lewiston Sheriff, they's brave son's of bitches! ” The man who had blown the gate said to one of the other men who stood beside him and three women who were cowering in fear in the corner. The man moved quickly grasping at one of the women, wrapping his hand around her wrist and pulling her forcefully as he moved across the room towards the second story window which looked over the courtyard below. ” Hold it! ”He shouted out the window as he caught sight of Alucard just as he moved under the porch awning. ” You make one more step into this mansion and I'll blow this bitch's head off! ” He ended, the sunlight reflecting of a handgun which he had lifted to the woman's head.
 
 
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TPS is back.
 
 

10:27 pm
January 9, 2015

griff
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  The Crisis  
  Looking up the bandit through only his glasses, Alucard smirked, “Guns are for actions, not threats. Are you ready to put your life on the line?” He looked down for a second and swipped his blades to remove the blood. The katars went back into his coat with a flick of his arm. His right hand went into his coat and grabbed his Jackal. The massive barrel shone black. Taking one step further, Alucard looked back up, his smirk now gone, “Kill the girl and you have nothing, but a coffin and and a bullet awaiting you when I get up there.” Continuing his stride with purpose and determining, Alucard entered the middle of the mansion hating those that used the weak to impersonate power. 

 
  OOC:
 HP: 70/70
TP: 53/70
Weapon:
Jackal (12)
Actions:
 
 

10:03 pm
January 10, 2015

dystopia
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     ” That's actually not true, I kill the girl and I still have more hostages! ” The man shouted out the second floor window, loud enough that Alucard who had entered the foyer would still be able to easily hear.
Moments later a gunshot burst from the upstairs, followed a sequence of screams from the other women. Seconds past before the thwop of the woman's body tumbling from the open window, blood oozing from a massive wound through her head followed, crashing in the courtyard just feet from Jonas. Blood for a moment continued to pump from her wound, suggesting she was still alive, but the pumping crimson liquid slowed to a drip as her heart ceased.
   ” I suggest you walk right back out the way you came, OR I KILL ANOTHER ONE! ” The man shouted down, eyeing the woman's body, the the entrance into the mansion's foyer where the body of one his of friends was turning itself over, hands reaching for the semi-automatic weapon which had tumbled away from him as he fell.
Garth moved slowly, his wounds from Alucard's attacks were deep, he was sure he would not survive them. The small rifle within reach, he pulled himself forward a trail of blood left on the wooden boards as he dragged his body. Garth reached his weapon, fumbling as he used his last strength to aim the gun an squeeze a burst of rounds through the open foyer doorway towards Alucard.
 
 
OOC Talk:
five 9mm rounds fired (2, 20, 7, 12, 8)
One Hit. Arm shot (right) ~ 2 dmg (rounded up)
 
 

10:14 pm
January 10, 2015

dystopia
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  Jonas' eyes widened as he listened to the shouting conversation between the man he had just met and the one with the hostages. He was sure by the unknown man's tone of voice that he was serious, and intuition that would sadly prove itself true not moments later. Jonas heard the pop of the gun, the screams, and then the sound of the body falling. It crashed into the courtyard just feet away from where he was ducked behind the pillar a mist of crimson droplets showering around and on him. His vision narrowed, his focus with it. He was fully entrenched in this affair now, he could not let such things go without justice. His mind raced, as far as he could tell he had not been spotted as he entered he courtyard, he could move about in secrecy for the time being.
   ” As long as they're focused on Aluc— ” Jonas began to speak to himself in an un-audible tone when the rhythmic crack of semi-automatic gunfire resonated through the courtyard. Jonas shifted his vision, seeing the wounded foe struggling after firing five rounds into the darkness of the mansion. He heard no sound from within, and decided it was best to remain unknown.
Surveying the area around him Jonas set his vision on a closed doorway nearby, leading into the left wing of the mansion. On either side two windows looked out onto the courtyard. Jonas moved calmly, sneaking from the relative safety of the pillar towards the doorway, inching his eyes just high enough to look through the closest window. The interior was mostly illuminated from the sunshine that poured in through many windows. The room was modestly furnished for such a house and appeared empty, a halfway ajar doorway leading in further barely visible from his vantage point. His heart racing Jonas reached the doors handle and opened it slowly, pushing inward as he slunk inside, quickly making towards a sofa which he could duck behind.
 
 
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TPS is back.
 
 

11:23 pm
January 11, 2015

griff
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  The bullet grazed off Alucard's arm, but he never broke stride. He knew the man would die from those wounds and paid him not bother as he headed towards the left staircase, “Let his blood run dry like my lemonade.” Alucard said to himself with a smile, 'It was fuckin' LEMONADE. What's wrong with you. A girl is dead because of a fuckin' drink.' To survive in Gunsmoke for as many years as Alucard you need some bloodlust. Unfortunately, all those years made Alucard a little prone to bloodlust so his morality became a seperate voice within him.

'Now stop being reckless you made your point, your scary. Try to keep the amount dead to just bandits.'
Alucard snarled as the voice spoke and he walked up the steps standing straight up, “We both know the girl was dead the minute he grabbed her. Humans die it happens, more than likely by their own, you know I'm right.” Alucard's face grew cold as he stood at the top of the stairs, jackal in hand.

 
  OOC:
He's at top of the stairscase on the side of the bandit, I believe it was left.
 HP: 68/70
TP: 53/70
Weapon:
Jackal (12)
Actions:
 
 

5:31 pm
January 12, 2015

dystopia
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     ” This one's got some balls, this might be more fun than I originally thought. ” The man said as he looked down upon the bloody courtyard, watching but knowing that Alucard would not heed his warning. A smile formed across the man's grizzled face. ” We've got an intruder boys! probably heading up the western stairs right now, BLOW HIM AWAY! ” He shouted as he moved across the bedroom suite, grasping the door handle. ” Keep and eye on the hostages, I'm going to check on the others and then make sure this bozo doesn't interfere with our plan. And maybe I'll have a little fun while I'm at it. ” He spoke to one of his allies, motioning to the hostages as he moved through the door and closed it behind him.
Heavy footsteps echoed through the large parlor behind Alucard as his figure climbed the stairs. The man was tall, dressed ruggedly, his face covered by a bright red bandanna. He had moved away from the wall enough to get a clear shot, his 12-gauge shotgun rising and steadying before he pulled the trigger. The deafening sound could be heard through out the mansion as he unleashed the shot on Alucard.
 
 
OOC Talk:
One 12 guage rounds fired (8)
One Hit. Torso shot ~ 12 dmg
 
 

5:45 pm
January 12, 2015

dystopia
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  Jonas wenced as the 12 gauge round echoed through the mansion, he wondered what kind of trouble Alucard had gotten himself into, simply waltzing in without an shred of worry about his own safety. Jonas did not share that mindset, though he had made up his mind to see this situation through to the end, he did want to survive it.
   ” As long as he's out there doing whatever they'll be unaware of me, I better make the most of that. ” Jonas said to himself as he looked upwards, knowing that the hostages were located in the room directly overhead, he would just have to make it there.
Jonas inched towards the door, which was pulled nearly closed by not latched. Holstering one Grader he moved his left hand into the crack pulling the door slightly ajar. Jonas looked down a long hallway with many doors, all closed. It was empty. He opened the door, moving slowly to remain quiet. Jonas stopped at the first door on his left listening for a moment before moving forward. A floorboard creaked, it wasn't from his movement. Jonas' eyes shot to his left, the door was slightly ajar. He moved towards the oaken door and slowly slid it open his Grader at the read. Insider his eyes met with a young woman, he dress plain white, that of a servant. Jonas quickly moved his index finger to his lips, signaling her to stay quiet as he entered the room and shut the door behind him.
   ” You hid from them, how many are they and what do they want?! ” Jonas said quietly, though with great force.
   ” They came in quick, took the lady of the house and two of us hostage. I was in the bathroom, they overlooked me. ” She started to talk, Jonas motioning her to keep it down. ” I don't know how many, at least five. I don't know. ” She continued when they both heard the footsteps in the hallway.
 
 
OOC Talk:
TPS is back.
 
 

9:03 pm
January 24, 2015

griff
Member

posts 127

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  Alucard look around the second floor just in time to catch the glint of metal. On just instinct, he dove more into the second floor with a love seat between him in the shooter. The bullets just missing him, 'See what you get us into? Just walk without regard and we get shoot. Good job, asshole.' Alucard ignored the comment and checked his gun, reading to take the gunman down.

 
  OOC:
There's not stuff on map, but since there's parlor I figure love seat works, put me where you think fits.
 HP: 68/70
TP: 48/70
Weapon:
Jackal (12)
Actions:
Bullet Dodge
 
 

1:59 pm
January 26, 2015

dystopia
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  The buckshot tore through the paisley upholstered sofa as Alucard dived to the floor behind it just in time. The intruder knew his shot had missed, instinctively racking another load into the 12-gauge shotgun as he threw himself back towards the open doorwat behind him the he had entered the parlor through. He ducked to the left, momentarily peeking towards the parlor sofa as he waited for Alucard to respond.
   ” I found him, he's in the upstairs parlor! ” The intruder shouted from behind cover in the joining room doorway, hoping help would come in the form of one of his allies to flank.
 
 
OOC Talk:
Intruder behind cover.
 
 

2:05 pm
January 26, 2015

dystopia
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  The tension in the small room was palpable as the footsteps from the hallway drew nearer to their doorway. Jonas' eyes had met with those of the young servant, hers were full of fear. In the distanced the muffled call of another halted the footsteps outside of their doorway. Jonas could not make out the works clearly, but the tone was present and had followed a rousing bang. He released a sigh as the movement outside reversed it's direction and in a heavy run seemed to head towards the center of the mansion.
   ” Listen, you stay here. I'm going after them, don't try escaping as they are watching the courtyard from upstairs. ” Jonas said quickly as he moved towards the doorway he had only just entered moments before. He motioned with his hand as he left for the servant to stay low, hide under the bed, and then closed the door behind him.
The hallway wall full of sunlight, pouring in through the side windows. Jonas looked north towards the end where a door that was not opened now was. He moved quietly down the corridor, turning to his left to look into the main sitting room. He saw no movement but knew the stairs to the upper level had to be nearby.
 
 
OOC Talk:
TPS is back.
 
 

11:17 pm
February 3, 2015

griff
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  A peek from behind the love seat confirmed what Alucard thought, the gunman had withdrawn from the room, but by his voice, not long. 'What now huh, genius.?' Reaching into his pocket, Alucard withdrew a purple pellet from his coat pocket and crushed it beneath the chair. Mist poured out from where the pellet once was and began filling the room. Alucard waited for the mist to cover enough and made a dash for the door on the west side of the room

 
  OOC:
There's not stuff on map, but since there's parlor I figure love seat works, put me where you think fits.
 HP: 68/70
TP: 48/70
Weapon:
Jackal (12)
Actions:
-1 Mist Pellet
 
 

7:14 pm
February 20, 2015

dystopia
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  Scenario IV ~ The Crisis
 
  The mist bellowed out from under the parlor sofa, at first spreading across the decorative rug the covered the rooms center, then spreading upward. Light from the rooms windows danced around the mist causing a kaleidoscope of shadows which twisted and turned along the walls. The mist filled the room quickly, finding it's way into the open doorway and down the stairs as Alucard made his move in safety. The gunman sighed, stepping back away from the open door retreating for now.

The door opened silently, revealing a small room. The room was tiled in fine marble light from the outside coming in through the windows to reveal a Victorian legged tub and vanity which faced a small lavatory. The bathroom was empty, no other exits were present.
 
 
OOC Talk:
Intruder has moved out of sight, the mist will dissipate after your next post (it will remain opaque for your entire post)
 
 
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