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Post by DawgX on Aug 8, 2009 20:05:06 GMT -5
In a busy district in Osaka, Japan was a room with a black ball. Suddenly, the black ball starts to shoot out laser that draw a figure. The figure was a woman, soaking to the bone and with a hoody on. "What the- Wasnt I!" she walked towards the black ball and put a hand on it. "Whats-"
The black ball starts to draw another shape. This time was a man. He was in a defensive position as if he was bracing for something. He let out a breath of sighing. He had on typical detective clothing as if he came straight out of a murder mystery movie. "The fuck! Where am I?" he looked out the window then at the girl.
The girl, shivering and shaking shrugged. "Dont look at me." she said. The man walked around the living room area observing the doors and windows and then walked over to the black ball.
The ball started to shoot out its tri-colored laser again. This time was a man laying on his side with a red mask and his pants down. "H-huh?!" he said surprised. He stood up and tried to take a step foward and ended up falling on his ass. The man and girl laughed. "O-oh!" he stood up and pulled up his pants.
"Nice dick." the girl joked. "Whats with the mask??" the detective guy asked. "Oh uh n-nothing!" the man replied, taking off his mask and ignoring the girls comment about his junk. He looked to be in his early 40s.
With one last laser to go, this time was the figure of a boy. He was soaking wet like the girl and only had on a swimsuit. The boy was on his back and his eyes shot open suddenly. He shot up and started to cough up water. "Ugh- agh!" was all that was audible during his coughing. "Didnt I just-" he started to say but then he noticed the three others. "Where-"
The black ball began to play some kind of familiar music. Then words came across its screen saying: yOUR liveZ h@v3 en&3D. HoW u l!v3 YOUR n3w liVeZ is ENTIRELY uP 2 M3. Th@tz TH3 th3oRY, N3WAyZ. And it shot open, displaying to racks of weapons to its sides and a rack in its back.
Yea I know its alot sorry sue me lol. I went a little to far. U guys know Aces rules so uhh..have fun!
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Aug 9, 2009 1:19:55 GMT -5
Takao: *Facepalm* "oh joy, i study my ass off for 3 nights, before exams and then i die BEFORE MY EXAMS!!! Fuuuccckkkk! I am gonna fail my classes, and worst of all i am dead with only my swim gear on me. No money, no phone."
Takao walks up to the ball hesitantly, shivering due to the lack of clothes, yet he notices a another cold wet person, yet it is a girl.
"Holy crap she's cute." He says to himself.
He then notices that the ball has a man inside.
"Eh, everyone, there is a GUY IN THE BALL!!!" he shouts to everyone.
He looks through the cases on the sides. He finds one with 'sinker' on it. He realizes that it must be based off of his old school swim team nickname. 'Oh joy' he thinks. He opens the case and finds a skintight rubber suit. He then goes and looks around and finds small pda items that might get him out of here.
Takao then opens the closest door near him, and changes into the suit, noticing that he can't wear anything under them.
"Fuck it, it looks like cosplay, but i have been humiliated in worst ways."
Takao attaches the odd pda to his right wrist and fumbles with some buttons. One that suddenly makes his suit spark up. Without, noticeing the difference, he walks out and realizes that no one can see him. Quickly, he turns into the hallway and presses the button several more times before the suit sparks again, rendering him visible. His only thought is 'what the hell is going on!'
Getting nervous, he gets a odd y shaped gun and puts it in his left holster. IGnoring the three others in the room he scopes out the doors and in one room finds a rack of sticks that look like sword hilts. He picks one up and it weighs like a sword. He then notices that there are 2 buttons on the hilt, and a blade comes out. Turning it off, he realizes that this might not be the afterlife. He puts the sword in his right holster.
Lastly, he starts to panic. He runs to the ball and picks up the rifle and points it at the ball man.
He yells "WHEERE THE FUCK ARE WE! TELL ME OR I SHOOT YOUR HEAD!" his hands shake.
Takao's inventory: x shotgun, g sword, y pistol, controller, suit.
okay, so it has begun, by the way, we should have out characters do inventories.
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Post by (Jin) Somnus. on Aug 9, 2009 4:56:13 GMT -5
( Ehh, if Jin observed a man with a mask–let alone with his pants around his ankles–Jin wouldn’t have asked or said anything. *Shrugs some, hum.* Italics are what is either being emphasized, or what he is thinking. For the OOC: gantzplayers.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=rpg&action=display&thread=495 )
He caught himself on his knees and hands, having fallen forward. His first instinct was to feel where he had been shot, but finding there to be no bullet wound, let alone blood. " . . . What the– where the . . .fuck am I?" He’d get to his feet and glance from out the window to the young woman, staring only a brief moment before examining the rest of the occupants of the room. A boy in swimming gear, and a man with a peculiar mask. His hand brushed to the piece in the holster on his belt, relaxing a bit to know he wasn’t entirely disarmed. He’d scope the contents of his jacket, taking out his cigarettes and the book of matches. He’d strike a match and light one. He died before he came here, and he could only assume that the others did as well. Detective Jin Nakado, jumped and shot in the line of duty. Thousands of miles away. He sighed some, but couldn’t help but be slightly amused at the irony that he died in a place he tried to escape from. Go figure. He’d stare at the man with the mask thoroughly, not liking him right off the bat, before being drawn towards the black ball that rested in the center of the room–blinking to the exercise music, and of course, the message perceived on the face of the obsidian screen. "New lives?" Between getting here and the ball opening, he met a shady group of people. Two people soaked, and another with his pants down around his ankles. He didn’t give it any mind, but focused on the kid making the noise. He took the cigarette from his mouth and approached Gantz. Exhaling the smoke, he examined it. He watched the boy that had gotten his suit first, and went ahead to grab the container with his name on it. He was a man of examination–taking all the clues given to him to figure the situation out. He was calm, even though to a degree, he was worried as far as the current state, and what was to happen next. It felt like a game, or a training course, but he shrugged. There were weapons, a ball he couldn’t explain, but a suit apparently made for him. He saw the other containers with the other names. He’d step towards the hallway, peeking back before stepping into the room with the Gantz ball. "Miss, if you want some privacy, go ahead and change back here. I can wait for my turn on the other side of the door." He’d eye the other two, closing the door after her. He’d open the container, taking out the suit to examine it. He’d frown some to it. It looked like a costume. When Sayomi finished, he’d enter the hallway and close the door after himself. He’d strip his clothing, put the suit on as it demanded, finding it to - as he assumed - to be a snug fit. It didn’t look like the type of clothing that would allow anything beneath it, after seeing the woman step out before him. He’d put his trench back on, sliding his hand gun into one pocket, his smokes and matches in the other, and stash his clothing in another portion. He wasn’t shy or ashamed, but instead prideful. Even if the suit looked . . . questionable, for both function and image. "Obviously not dead, kid. Are you sure you should be threatening it? It’s a gigantic ball that some how brought us here, do you think it’s going to listen?" He retorted sharply to the young man holding the gun at the humanoid. "If it brought us here without hesitation, and without discretion, what makes you think that it will pause . . . whatever this is, to tell you what is going on?" He’d step to the rack of weapons, taking up a Gantz sword, as well as an x-gun, assuming he’d be needing them. It was an assumption that his normal hand-gun wouldn’t be enough, so the extra firepower was good. "Panicking isn't a good thing to do, is all."
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Post by Sykee on Aug 9, 2009 7:03:31 GMT -5
It was so sharp, the taste of salt water.. A kind of sickening blade that sliced her tongue and made her cough. Sayomi had no idea that water could feel like fire, not until she felt the sea water in her lungs.
Wait, she could feel?
Sayomi opened her eyes and found herself on an apartment floor. Her first reaction was to stand up and bolt. But the seventeen year old girl knew, she KNEW, she had died. She felt the life leave her, the darkness surrounding. But what was this?
Slowly, she picked herself up off the floor. After a quick scan of the apartment, Sayo caught sight of a large sphere. Black and glossy, as if it it was lacquered. Still soppy wet, she hobbled over to the ball. Stomach still in a knot, Sayomi was trying desperately to make sense of what was happening. She had been drowned and the last thing she knew, she was dying. Her hand rested against the cool surface of the sphere, droplets formed from the water that still coated her skin and the beads of liquid trailed down the surface of the foreign ball. 'What is this place?'
It was around that time that the tri-beam suddenly started to bring forth other people. Initially she was startled by this but curiosity is what kept her in place. The first figure to appear in a very horror movie type manner was a tall, older man. Sayomi quickly covered herself as soon as he was fully formed. She was, after all, wet. Completely drenched to the bone and being cold didn't help.
The second figure to arrive was the strangest thing ever in the world. A man with a red mask on and his pants down to his ankles. The Yakuza influence that had shaped her since 15 made her aloof to this instantly. The final form that appeared was also drenched like she was. Sayomi wondered if the boy, who wore only a pair of swimming trunks and goggles, had been drowned like her. The body reacted in a similar manner as she did. Expelling the water that had collected in his lungs before rolling over and facing the other two people who had arrived. The second drown victim just barely asked a question when the black ball started to sing.
After pondering the cryptic message, Sayo was ready to leave the freaking house. Though, she had already started trying to pry open the windows, and went straight for the door while the ball was still sending its message. No matter how hard the high school girl tried, she couldn't get her hand to touch the doorknob. 'What kind of B.S is this?' she snarled inwardly.
The confusion of the Black orbs message only grew when the sides slid outwards. Two racks of weaponry and a third with little cases made Sayo pause for explanation. There was none. At that moment she figured she wasn't going to get much of an explanation either way.
At this point, she was still pretty damp and freezing down to her bone. With her arms crossed and a slight chatter to her teeth she examined the cases after watching the boy who looked about her age take one. Sayos heart jumped when she read 'S4y0-Ch4n<3' on one of the boxes. She snatched it up as if the name was humiliating. While the others were busy examining things, or getting dressed she opened the box and tugged out a bit of the body suit inside. It was dry...
Sayo wasn't a 'go with the flow' type of girl. On some occasions, yes, possibly. But situations where she was killed, and then somehow transported to an apartment room with a black ball in it that supplied guns and clothes. How was a person supposed to interpret this? Not wanting to stay in wet clothes another second longer Sayo grabbed one of the x-rifles and headed for the hallway. She wasn't going ANYWHERE without one of those guns. Passing the older gentleman who had arrived after her, she decided to try and change in a room. Last thing she wanted was someone getting fresh.
The room she entered was dark, but with a flick of the switch Sayomi found that a pair of bikes where in there. 'Bad ass.' She thought to herself as she started to remove her clothing. Getting the suit on was a horrible endeavor. Not only did she have to take off her underpants and etc, she had to pause a moment to air dry so there was less friction against her skin.
'Like a glove....this suit is like a glove. It was made exactly for me...' After fully dressing in the suit, she paused and felt around. Sayo always had problems with clothes. Longish legs, and a large chest made for hard shopping for pants and shirts. But this fit perfectly. Leaving the room, Sayo brought her damp clothes and rifle with her and went and sat in the corner.
Things seemed quiet up until the boy who looked her age got angry and decided to point his gun at the dummy in the ball.
“Its probably just a fake dummy for show. Maybe it works like a phone or something? Calm down and ask it a question?” Logic right? It was sending them messages, so it must be able to see them, and most importantly hear them right?
Standing up, rifle still in hand, Sayomi stood in front of the black ball and gave it a tap on the front. “Hey, can we have some answers now? I'm not above vandalizing you.” A firm hand on her hip gave Sayomi an air of toughness as she spoke. She should be tough, after all she used to be a Yakuza lackey before being killed by them.
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Post by Sykee on Aug 9, 2009 7:05:09 GMT -5
(oopsi, I double posted = =;; )
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Post by DawgX on Aug 9, 2009 9:05:47 GMT -5
Jiro was sitting in a corner in the room silently, watching the commotion before him. People putting on black suits and the boy point his weapon at the man in the ball. After this he stood up and went over to tge gun rack and grabbed up a Y shaped gun.
What the flying fuck does this thing do? Why the fuck does it look like a toy?! he thought to himself. The last thing I remember is fuckin the shit outta that girl..and then...SHE STABBED ME with something..a knife? he was obviously confused.
Walking behind the black ball he saw the only case that was left. Picking it up he saw the name on the front: Average Joe it said and underneath it in small letters in parenthesis said: You devil you LOL. Jiro knew this thing knew his secret and was making fun of him. Ignoring the others around him, Jiro went into the hallway.
Opening the case he saw a tight black suit. "Am I really supposed to wear this fuckin shit?" he said allowed. "Dammit.." He took his pants and his shoes off and tried to put the suit on but it wouldnt go past his waist. "Fuuuuuck.." Jiro took all his clothes off and finally put the suit on, it tightly encasing his bulky body.
Jiro walked out into the living area with the black ball and set his clothes and red mask down in the kitchen. He walked over to the others and spoke up. "I-I think we should introduce ourselves. Um starting with you." he pointed to the tall detective man in the room.
Jiros Inventory: Suit(w/ Controller), Y-gun
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Aug 9, 2009 15:03:53 GMT -5
Takao walks up to Jin, rather hesitantly. He really didn't like people that dressed like him or the man with the mask, since he belives that they are the kind of people that label people his age.
He lowers the gun from the ball, slowly, and says to Jin, "fine, i won't threaten the ball, but this is too fucked up to be normal." he grabs a second rifle, calms down he sits cross legged next to the ball. Ignoring the older man's request to introduce themselves, he holds up his controller.
In front of everyone, he presses the invisiblity button. In a sharp spark, he vanishes and yells out, "IF THIS IS SO GODDAMN NORMAL, HOW COME I CAN TURN INVISIBLE?!?!"
After that he turns off the controller, becoming visible.
Takao: x shotgun (x2), g sword, y gun, controller, suit.
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Post by DawgX on Aug 9, 2009 15:54:26 GMT -5
Jiro looked at Takao with disgust as he was suddenly invisible then not. Wh-What the fuck! He thought to himself, obviously starting to panic. He stepped back away a few steps and stood there.
Current Weapon Stash: 2 Monobikes, 9 X-Rifles, 5 X-Guns, 4 Y-Guns, 2 Gantz Swords, 4 Controllers
Jiro: Suit(w/ Controller), Y-Gun Jin: Suit, G-Sword, X-Gun Sayomi: Suit, X-Rifle Takao: Suit(w/ Controller), X-Rifle(2x), G-Sword, Y-Gun
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Post by Sykee on Aug 9, 2009 21:30:43 GMT -5
Sayomi cautiously watched everyone. Her almond eyes scanned each and everyone of the people around her as if trying to read them. The boy her age seemed like he was on a hair trigger, but that could be because of the fear. The older man who arrived with the long coat looked like a cop, or some sort of official. The guy who arrived with the mask, she couldn't place. But nodding to the idea of the introduction. Intros could possibly help calm some of these folks down right?
Cutting in front of the detective, Sayo introduced herself first. "My name is Dakou, Sayomi Dakou. Uhm, I was a high school student until I..drowned. At least I thought I did. I could have swore I died." She didn't elaborate that she was killed by Yakuza, or that she worked for Yakuza up until she died.
When the swimmer boy yelled, Sayo couldn't help but respond to him. "No one said this was normal." Sayo was almost aloof as she continued. "Ghosts turn invisable all the time, don't they?"
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Post by DawgX on Aug 9, 2009 21:46:52 GMT -5
Jiro looked at Sayomi as if for the first time, he got a good look at her. She was just his type of school girl to rape. Suddenly, thoughts of sodomizing her came to mind. Damn shes sexy. Id fuck her in a heartbeat- NO! Not now. Think with your head and not with your junk for once, idiot! Jiro cursed himself in his mind.
"W-Well im Jiro Gojo. Im a High School teacher. I uh..di-died when a couple of these kids jumped me. They forced me to put on that mask then stabbed me in the throat!" He said, easily coming up with a believeable lie.
(After Haloninja and Jin reply ill start the mission)
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Aug 9, 2009 22:13:54 GMT -5
Takao grits his teeth. "Takao Sato, crammed 3 days straight for finals, then went to workout at the pool, blacked out and drowned, probably from exaustion."
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Post by (Jin) Somnus. on Aug 10, 2009 0:03:31 GMT -5
"The ball opened and gave us the suits and weapons for a reason, and no doubt something else is going to happen for us to be using them." he paused, staring at the man who had asked him to introduce himself, glancing to the other two.
"My name is Jin Nakano and I am a detective. I came to Osaka on a state of business," His voice was solid, if not suddenly detached from the somewhat sweet (or just kind) tone before. "I accidentally killed a member of the Yakuza, got into a brawl, and got shot. Right here." A gloved finger pressed to the upper, center portion of his sternum.
"At least, I believe so." A smirk formed along his lips momentarily, though it faded. The x-gun would be in the holster connected to his suit, partly hidden by his coat. His regular gun remained in the other pocket and concealed. He gripped the hilt of the G-sword.
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Aug 10, 2009 0:44:29 GMT -5
Takao smirks, "Yeah, so we have another drownee, a teacher (oh joy, he thinks sarcastically), and a Detective in trouble with the yakuza. Besides, two of us drowning, and all of us are supposedly still alive, what else do we have in common..."
Out of boredom, Takao raises one of his scifi shotguns at an empty wall and pulls the first trigger. Looking at the scope he notices it displays an xray.
"Guys these gun just xray things."
Then he pulls the second trigger at the same time, and a small flash and recoil comes out of the gun. Takao waits... then the area aimed swells up and partialy EXPLODES!
"HOLY SHIT!"
Takao the slowly lowers the gun and tells the others, "These things ARE Real!"
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Post by Sykee on Aug 10, 2009 1:08:04 GMT -5
Sayo gave the cop a straight face. "You only killed one?" That was a very snarky thing to say, but Sayomi was bitter. She spent the last 9 months of her life working with the cops as a rat, and what she had to show for it was a corpse. Not the way she wanted to go..no..not the way she wanted to go at all...
"Well..we all got killed, that's a medium." Sayo answered Takao as she walked back over to Gantz racks. Reaching in, she went to touch the body inside and found him to be warm. "Creepy..." The young woman then shifted back to the guns. The bronze haired schoolgirl realized she had a holster on her thigh for another gun. The desire to fill the empty space initiated her to reach for an X-gun and placed the weapon at her hip. She gave it a looksie before turning her head back up.
"Aye, Sensei. What School you tea-HOLY CRAP!!!" The explosion sent her skittering backwards behind the ball. (I didn't know that you could blow the walls up.) "TAKAO, I just met you and I'm questioning you're anger already." Her pretty face forced a frown to appear as she gave a slight glare to her fellow drowning victim.
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Aug 10, 2009 1:14:39 GMT -5
(IN the anime last mission, kei dented a wall with a gun.)
Walking up to Sayo, he sarcastically says,"Gotta problem with anger? Ha! Oh well. We have these guns and fruity looking suits to acknowledge our screwups in life, so it is natural to be angry."
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