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Post by DawgX on Oct 4, 2009 13:20:51 GMT -5
(No problem ![;)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/wink.png) ) The vampires fled the alley and split up so it wouldnt look THAT suspicious. After they left Jiro jumped down to Ryos' body and turned off his invisibility. "You faught well, kid. said Jiro. He picked up Ryos' cell phone from out of his bag and dial 411. "Theres alot of dead bodies by --insert location here-- in the alley. Please come immeadiately." with that Jiro hung up the phone and set it beside Ryos body. He closed Ryos' opened eyes. Turning invisible he walked out of the alley.
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Post by Жenophilius on Oct 4, 2009 13:45:11 GMT -5
George was on fire, literally. He had all but lost his hair, and was now basically a flaming skull of fire. His eyes had long since been melted by the extreme heat, and he was suffering some major burns.
Finally it seemed that someone had grown tired of the idiots screaming, and dumped an entire liter of Lemon Juice onto his burnt skull.
George screamed even more as the stinging juices made his skin burn even more. For some damn reason his nerve endings had been burned badly, but not to the point of killing them. He fell to the ground, rolling around in more pain. He eventually rolled onto the street and stopped, breathing heavily.
After a few moments he sat up, and grinned slightly. "I'm alive! I'm blind and bald, but I'm ali-!" He was cut short as a passing Dump Truck ran him over, leaving the smell of garbage and burning hair in it's tracks.
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Post by TristaKatagata on Oct 4, 2009 14:37:46 GMT -5
"Fresh out of High School? Well, yes. I'm a college student." Kumiko replied, moving to gently slide her wallet into the hidden area of her shirt. Her outfit was a bright blue, although a little torn from the first assault.
She ordered a cake, then smiled as she ordered him a little thing of coffee. He hands moved to her cellphone, started to open for a new contact. Kumiko liked this boy. Not too mean, and he didn't see her as a nuisance. He was genuinely nice. Chuckling, Kumiko paid for her food and his as well with the card, before signing off and sliding it back in.
"Why would they want me dead... Let's see. I own nice clothes. I design clothes with nice material. I am 'rich,' therefore I am able to 'look down' upon people." A sad smile came to her. "It doesn't matter. I think if I have Taka-nyan by my side today, I'll be fine! Speaking of this... Could I--" Stopping herself, she looked down. Why was she so bold? Bad Kumiko!
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Oct 4, 2009 14:45:38 GMT -5
Takao ordered a sandwich and coffee and thanked her for the meal.
She's rich? Damn, why would they want to kill her?
"Rich or not, if you've done nothing wrong, then they have no right to kill you for just being lucky to be in the upper class economic scale..." He said as he thought about it. But with the amount of people that were there, something WAS wrong.
As she cut herself off, he asked, "go on, what were you going to say?"
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Post by TristaKatagata on Oct 4, 2009 16:29:49 GMT -5
"Well, being rich leads me to having a better leg up on selling materials or getting deals." Kumiko replied. But honestly, it didn't matter to her anymore. They would be a nuisance, but going so far as to try and kill her... That was a step out. Knowing they would beat her was nothing new, but the idea of them killing her made her shudder. Biting her thumb a little, she blushed and chuckled, looking down.
"Could I ... get your phone number? So I could call if something happened?"
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Oct 5, 2009 12:27:18 GMT -5
"Sure," Takao said. They exchanged phone numbers, and he quickly finished eating. He wanted to finish buying the things he needed.
As he walked out of of the cafe, he said, "Thanks for the meal. It was nice meeting you... Maybe we can go and do something later"
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Post by TristaKatagata on Oct 5, 2009 21:32:16 GMT -5
"That sounds great! I'll give you a call." She replied, walking out and wandering farther from him, saying her goodbyes. And finally, she was alone. Nervously, she tried to walk as fast as she could, heading home.
There, nothing happened. She had actually finished that dragon piece she had been working on! Good! The embroidery had taken a long time, but it was articulate and beautiful...
Hopefully, someone would like it when she sold it, and they could begin a friendship? Frowning, Kumiko sighed. Perhaps she should go out and get something to drink?... Yes, shewould go do that a little later that night.
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Post by Haloninjaman808 on Oct 5, 2009 21:49:48 GMT -5
Takao went invisible, and jumped back onto the buildings. His eyes trailed at Kumiko as she left, hoping that she would be alright. As she seemed safe, Takao went in the opposite direction with a smile. He met a cute girl, got her phone number, and was off to finish his little project. He hopped around buildings, wind in his hair, as he went and bought the materials for the gun and sword. The bags of stuff were heavy, and his wallet was a little light after he bought all the objects. He still had money hidden under his bed, along with the two weapons and in the closet was his Gantz equipment. So far everything was going well, but he helt bored, so he went to school.
At school, Takao went and broke into the men's pool locker area, that only him and Ryo knew how to do. The trick was to budge the window left then down the right. For some reason, it was looser than he thought, some one already was inside. Takao lept down, and quietly unlocked his locker, took out his jammers, changed, stashed the suit and equipment and got ready, but then attatched to the door of his locker was a note.
Hey Takao! Dude...shit happened last mission, you blacked out badly. Anyway, I was pissed at the ball so i tried to make it react. I tried things like shooting it and whacking it and eventually i felt childish so I poked it in it's ear, and people came up on the screen. Maybe they were last participants. Anyway, i did the same thing, and thought if something different was gonna happen, and muttered something about the 100 points and it gave me these choices suddenly:
1. Free yourself
2. Get a gun.
3. revive SOMEONE
I mean that surprised the shit outta me! Dude, Sayo, Jin, and jiro are kinda distant so lets keep this between ourselves... and if anything happens to me, don't revive me, makes life feel kinda...hollow. See ya! -Ryo [/i][/color] This was Ryo's hand writing. Messily scribbled, and probably placed the night before. Takao put the note back, shocked at what he read, and began to swim.
(thanks Craz)
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Post by Craz on Oct 5, 2009 22:07:52 GMT -5
(Np Halo ![:)](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/smiley.png) )
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Post by Sykee on Oct 6, 2009 2:56:42 GMT -5
The hug was accepted and welcomed. Although Jin's applied one arm, Sayomi gave him a tight squeeze around the middle. In the Yakuza having allies was one of the most important things, and Sayomi saw first hand what happens to people who had no allies left. Jin seemed to be her only ally. Giving a soft sigh, she leaned back against the couch. Her eyes landing on her phone for a moment. Wondering if Takao ever got her text but aside from inviting her into his home, Takao had made zero attempts to even talk to her. Sayomi leaned back, wondering if she was overstaying her welcome.
"I don't feel safe anymore. Is it just me, or- Ahhh never mind. Lets just hurry u and get as many points as we can so we can get out of this blasted game. Sayomi looked up at Jin, tilting her head to the side, she gave a grin. Perhaps a change of subject, something to lighten the mood that had come over her. "Did you know my birthday is coming up?
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Post by (Jin) Somnus. on Oct 6, 2009 3:30:31 GMT -5
Jin enjoyed having allies, and with his own problems bubbling and boiling over, he wondered how many he would by the end of his custody battle. The squeeze to his middle dragged his attention from the past to the - much more important - ‘now.’ “I don’t trust this game,” he muttered, eyeing Sayomi’s face to read what she had started to say. “Why don’t you feel safe anymore? Aside from . . . yeah.”
Though, with the change of subject, he figured he’d go with it. He’d be willing to listen when she felt ready to tell him–he wasn’t going to interrogate her or anything. “Oh? And how old are you going to be? Twenty-three, hn?” He offered Sayomi his musing smile, contemplating her age. Though . . . he had a suspicion. Regardless, he was going to get her something for such a day to celebrate a ‘rebirthed’ – birthday. “Do you like to travel?” He offered the question, wondering what type of question would arise. If they could get out of the game, why not go traveling?
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Post by DawgX on Oct 6, 2009 14:47:04 GMT -5
(What the fuck, Halo? How would Ryo know to poke the guy in the ear? Also how would people come out of the ball???! Wtf?)
As Jiro made his way back to the train staion, after hanging out most of the day, he felt a chill go down his spine (the other hunters feel this too, Halo, Sykee and Somnus). "Damn.. Theres going to be another mission tonight. Whats up with this marathon of missions, dammit?" said Jiro aloud.
It was already starting to become dark outside. The mission would start in probably another hour or so. On the train, Jiro was sitting down taping his foot repeatedly. He was anxious for the mission to start. When he looked up he saw three black clothing wearing people striding his way. "Vampires.. Damn."
People looked up in alarm as the startling trio pulled out Uzis and opened fire. Jiro quickly ducked behind an old man. The man was shot in the head twice as the bullets soared through his head. Shit! All I have is G-Sword on me! Jiro thought. Men, women and children alike were screaming and dieing. The train became frantic.
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Post by Renan on Oct 6, 2009 14:48:23 GMT -5
(OOC Post) Should I just post my character in here even though he has nothing to do with the story yet or wait until the next mission?
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Post by DawgX on Oct 6, 2009 14:54:08 GMT -5
(OOC Post) Should I just post my character in here even though he has nothing to do with the story yet or wait until the next mission? This is why we have a OOC thread so ppl can post questions there -.-.... Its up to u.
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Post by Sykee on Oct 6, 2009 18:25:10 GMT -5
(As per pointed out by Somn, we love how everyone is killing vampires and stuff, and is Ryo dead? Like a door nail? STOP DYING CRAZZZUHHHHH ;A;)
Sayomi perked up at the 'why don't you feel safe question' and gave a shrug. "How often to you speak with everyone else? I don't, not at all. Maybe if we'd of gotten to know everyone better we could have seen..well I could have seen it coming." Sighing to finish, Sayomi stared at Jin for a second. A mischievous little grin appeared on her face. He thought she was 23? She gave a nod, but let the nod hang on to what she was actually saying yes to. The grin turned into a full on smile as she peeked up at the detecting. "Yes, I like to travel, I've been to Okinawa with my father a few times, and Tokyo. But I'd like to go to Hokaido someday. During the winter. Sitting in a onsen while it snows sounds wonderful." Adjusting how she was seated, Sayomi was now leaning her back against Jins chest. She felt safe, and even though the chill that preceded a Hunt tingled down her nerves, she still felt safe. Tilting her chin up to look up at Jin she grinned. "I wont be twenty-three. I'll be 18...in two days." Her eyes looked past Jins face to the ceiling. "But for everything I've been through, I should be much older. My body doesn't match my mind. . ." The young woman sighed again as she tried to push memories of Yakuza out of her head.
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