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Post by Carlos on Oct 23, 2012 21:01:10 GMT -6
Patriel's research led him to this carnival. The black ribbon that had bound the envelope at Karli's suite was a unique silk from silk worms of planet Sasa. Hacking into the sales of the only companies that sell the ribbon here allowed him to get a client list. This place seems to make great use of it.
A droplet of rain struck Patriel's face, looking up, the clouds were very dark and more rain began to fall rapidly. The weather control system has been haywire for a while now. As he started walking toward the large black and gray tent, he heard something, cautiously he started toward the noise. It was the cries of a woman on the ground. She was crawling across the floor. Though Patriel couldn't make out her face because of the hair.
What he could see, was the assailant. Tall, wiry frame, shaved head with various objects bolted to the back of his head. They looked like energy capacitors.
Swiftly drawing his pistol, he aimed."Don't move!" He called out. But the man immediately started toward him. Not wasting time, three shots rang out in quick succession, two inches of spacing between them.
The man's hands swung out, two of the bullets caught between his fingers, the other deflected aside.
Patriel nodded in disbelief, but at the same time drew his back up, quickly firing both as fast he could. Some of the shots were deflected, others struck, but did not stop the man. The man was in striking distance, a fist lanced at Patriel, he had bend and move back, believing he evaded it. But though he could see the fist missed his head. He was struck once in the side of the head and at the same time in the neck.
Desperately rolling away, at the same time reaching for something that could level the playing field, pulling an plasmic discharge gun. Essentially firing out traces of plasma that coat the air, they act as conductors, then a powerful current is shot through them. As the man came pouncing down onto him, he fired, several thousand volts shooting in multiple directions.
The man fell stood over him twitching uncontrollably. Patriel quickly kicked him away. Rising to his feet, he tossed the gun away, the entire thing fried from the single use. Quickly he ran over to the woman.
"It's okay! I'll take you to safety," Patriel said urgently, but then he heard the cackle, that of a jackal, it certainly didn't sound human. Turning slowly to look, the man was on his feet, steam coming off his apparently metal hands as the rain was evaporated on contact.
Suddenly something burning hot slammed into his side. A giggle of all things in his ears. Then the blade pulled away from his side, spraying the ground with blood, slowly his fell over as the world seemed to swim in his eyes. All he could see was the gray and black sky. The image of woman looming over him. The sound of her giggles. His eyes were wide as he realized he was going to die here.
The man walked over to Patriel's side and looked down at him with a maniacal grin. A small laugh issuing from his lips. But then suddenly the woman next to him his sent flying through the air.
Mica's fists lance out and are blocked by the other man's. They begin exchanging strikes at an incredible rate. It would seem they were about equal, until they meet fist to fist, causing Mica to jump back in pain. His fist felt broken despite the use of the techniques he had been taught by his master.
"Hu hu, you are incomplete, did that one eyed, fuck. Teach you?" Inquired Ismael tilting his head to the side at a seemingly unnatural angle. "Or maybe you're just a failure of a student!"
Mica became enraged and came at him. However his technique worsened and he was caught in the ribs, then again in the collar bone, forcing him to back off.
"Sar!" Mica screamed as he made a dash for Patriel. The rapid fire of heavy machine gun roared around Ismael as Sarganos swept in with his speeder. Giving Mica enough room to pick Patriel, then jump on the speeder as it scraped the ground hard to pick them up.
"Oh shit!" Sarganos said as he watched Mica try to keep in Patriel's wound.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 23, 2012 23:20:01 GMT -6
Ven arrived at the carnival after patriel and the rest escaped, looking around he notice rain was pouring but slowly going lighter. Glassed were worn as they helped him see his position in the night. Taking a look around it seemed quiet which put him on edge.
Strange isnt suppose to be heavily visited if it was a carnival?
Ven continued to make his way through though the rain made smelling of anything impossible Ven's glasses noted something off. Ven moved to the dirt then noticed... blood? Regardless he readied himself as his overcoast kept him dry, keeping on hand on his katana the other for the nearest handgun.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 24, 2012 11:15:13 GMT -6
Suddenly two big fog lights went on from the left and the right of the carnival tent. Their blinding light both directed at Ven. The traditional circus music started up, though it sounded distorted, slowing and speeding at random intervals.
"WELCOME! TO THE MALEVOLANTE CARNIVALE!" Announced a man standing above the entrance of the tent. He was wearing the traditional red jacket of a ring master. But what could not be seen was that it looked as though his face was being held together by large surgical staples. "COME RIGHT THIS WAY SIR!"
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Post by Pitman on Oct 24, 2012 12:18:38 GMT -6
Ven was ready for anything but this was sort of surprising. Regardless he had his own suspicions and eyed his surroundings.
'What is this guys game? What he the murderer or someone else?'
Ven's glasses continued to scan the man strangely the zoom to his face didn't work which itself kept him on edge. The music itself felt very wrong so everything was registering as wrong. He moved toward him with his two hands in his pockets one for his hand gun and the other for the Cube that was his Katana.
"So I take your the guy in charge of this place?", Ven said calmly but also coldly.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 24, 2012 12:23:33 GMT -6
The man disappeared into the darkness of the tent. A slender pale feminine hand stretched out from the darkness and beckoned him to follow before disappearing once more into the black.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 24, 2012 12:32:16 GMT -6
Ven stopped for a brief second to note a female hand which itself was suspicious.
'Ok so maybe there is more then one enemies apart of this. Well I guess the only way in is into the jaw of the lion's den.'
Ven moved toward the black tent and soon entered ready for anything.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 24, 2012 23:43:09 GMT -6
Once inside, it very much has the look of a circus, with a ring, trapeze swings and the like, stands for the audience. Those in the stands sit in near absolute darkness and don't seem to notice Ven even though he's led in by the spotlight. Up high the trapeze artists prepare to begin their act, each wearing black and gray, harlequin masks on the all female group.
Down in the center the ring master with his staple face places his top hat on and produces a mic with a flick of his wrist.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Please! BEHOLD! THE FLYING HARLEQUINS!" He announced with great gusto.
In the stands, a small section close to the ring is dimly lit, empty just for Ven. As he takes his seat the act commences. Though they are very skilled, it does not seem out of the ordinary, the crowds are gasping and cheering as they perform various stunts.
However then a woman is placed on one of the high up pillars. A noble, judging from her luxurious clothes, which are torn in places and dirtied. She's sobbing as they place her hand on the swing. The harlequin doing so looks to the crowd with a wide smile before pushing her off. The frightened woman goes screeching across, begging for someone to help her, all of the harlequin simply laugh as she swings back and forth. Simply pushing her back and forth, with a look of anticipation for the moment she loses her grip. There are no nets below.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 25, 2012 0:05:08 GMT -6
Ven noticed the creepy looking tent which continued to put him on edge the light shown over his black and grey clothing. His classes continued to protect him from the blinding light itself. As he noticed a seat for him as he eyed it suspiciously.
'Hrmm could it be trapped or not? I can't be rude as my sister always said... well fuck it.'
Ven sat down as the show began though he eyed the different people too during it which itself was odd.
'Could they be all working with the murderer? Or possibly the murderer is within the crowd? If they are working with him I will be severely outnumbered... I better activate my beacon for Ben just in case.'
Ven put his hand in his pocket and activated his emergency beacon just in case things went sour better now then later. As the show continued as they did theiir feats which did impress him a tad he soon noticed one person which looked not to be apart of this show. Her clothing looked rich but thorn and dirty, as well crying. Ven now knew something was up instantly and looked around as the people continued to cheered. This was no true Carnivale it felt very wrong and creepy he knew this.
'She is going to lose her grip... but if I get up now it will not do so well.'
Ven's glasses soon went to life again calculating all possible outcomes and the one most likely which Ven can move. As he watched he soon her lose her grip just as his estimation was correct Ven quickly moved at the moment. He jumped out of his seat quickly though he had no power armor his current enhance suit gave him a small boost in his muscle strength. He ran quickly at full speed as he arrived at the location he soon caught the woman with his arms as he jumped high. As he landed he gracefully put the woman to her feet soon asking, "You ok?"
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Post by Carlos on Oct 25, 2012 0:12:51 GMT -6
As soon as he landed three olephants came charging at him. Each with four tusks that were engraved with strange symbols. They were starved and had what looked like the wounds of various whips all along their sides. Going after the only person they could see at that moment. At the same time four powerful stage lights hit Ven to reduce his visibility.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 25, 2012 0:31:30 GMT -6
"Oh hell no...", Ven muttered as he he noticed what just got released.
Ven soon noticed what just happened as his glasses went into full sunglasses mode to prevent the blinding light to affect him. Quickly he went to his utility belt taking out three smaller cubes which quickly turned into Kunai. They were not normal kunai as they were actually able to explode with plasma and melted through anything that made contact with it as it exploded. Ven quickly targeted each olephant with one toward the center of their skull toward which would likely be where their brain would be.
"Hold on a second got to time this right!", Ven soon said to the woman.
Ven quickly grabbed the woman and jumped back away from the olephants. As he did his he took out another cube which transformed into a specialized boomerang. He promptly threw it toward two of the stage lights so both could be hit. He then took out his magnetic hand gun and fired on the other two remaining lights. The explosion rocked Ven wondered if it all worked at all.
"Well... this is one has to be the creepiest carnivale I been to.", Ven soon said out loud.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 25, 2012 8:37:17 GMT -6
The two stage lights shattered and died.
While Ven was talking and using sunglasses in the middle of a dark room. The ring master was easily able to sneak up behind him in the darkness. Producing two whips that each split into three more. With a skillful flick of his wrist he sent all six scything through air from different directions. Unlike normal whips, this one was controlled by the user, neurally connected.
(You need to explain your weapons better. Can't just be a cube that turns into whatever you want. No nanite shape shifting shet either!)
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Post by Pitman on Oct 25, 2012 20:29:34 GMT -6
((Now you tell me... x.x;; that is what his entire katana has been this entire time since the RP began a Cube that used nano machines to form itself when he is not wearing his power armor to conceal the weapon.))
Ven soon heard a sound of a whip which surprised him, he soon pushed the woman away as he took out his katana as he cut toward two of the six whips. Sadly due to his surprised one of them managed to hit him. He grunted but his clothing of ripped but he managed to quickly take out of dagger to the third whip. Ven jumped back in pain with him soon saying, "Well finally revealed your truth self then. I take your the one who murdered Karli you bastard."
He was eying the remaining four whips but the pain to his side continued to pulse in his body he quickly took out a pill from his utility belt and ate one to stop the pain for a while.
"Woman run out of here I can handle this guy.", Ven said to the noble woman.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 25, 2012 20:56:57 GMT -6
As the woman turned to run, a harlequin came swinging down from above, plucking her from the ground and literally tossing her into the far off stands. She lay broken and dying among the seemingly unflinching crowd that was either cheering or retching back and forth.
The ring master cracked his whip back and forth around him as he grinned at Ven.
"Heh heh, was she yours?" Said a voice from somewhere in the darkness. Just then the ringmaster lashed out at Ven from the left and right. The remaining whips spreading out to cover as much ground as they could.
From out of the darkness stepped out two large pot bellied clowns. But what they were holding immediately drew attention. Infants in each arm, they began tossing them between each other, the infants proceeded to wail as they did. Then two more clowns appeared, holding chainsaws, they proceeded to jungle them across the path of the flying infants. Only mere seconds in the timing saving their lives.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 25, 2012 21:12:10 GMT -6
Ven soon heard what the man said then replies, "No she was only a friend and a fellow member of the Academia Supremus Student Council. As Vice President I cannot let this slide but more so as a man of House Avenor this kind of sicking place has no place in our world! It is a Noble's moral obligation to give peace and stability to those who follow them!!"
Ven was angry that is true with the other noble likely dead another reason why this man no this place should be burned to the ground. No true sane human would support this only the insane and evil of the Empire. But as Ven was about to strike against this man he soon stopped as he heard crying.
Ven saw was happening in shock then says, "What?! No!!"
He had to think who in their right mind do this?!! This sicking place made Ven want to get an Avenor Star Cruiser and bomb it until nothing remained but ash.
'What is his game? Why is he doing this does he have a goal to break one's will? Those clowns are throwing chainsaws in perfect synchronization with the infants one small error leads to their death. Going after them will lead to everyone's death... so... regardless there is a small opening to save them. No... this is exactly what this man wants he wants to break you with mental attack to try save the infants and then have them killed anyways. This man is pure insane, unforgivable indeed.'
No matter what those infants were likely to die then at least he could give them a quick death. Ven knew this was wrong but he wasn't going to play into this man's games. He quickly threw his gun and timed very well his gun. Soon four shots were heard as he aimed.. for the infants. His eyes look a bit hurt, he knew it was wrong and felt like he just committed a sin, no he did.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 28, 2012 14:15:21 GMT -6
"Ahahahahahah!" Came the cackling laugh from the shadows. "Boya, perhaps you should join us, ahahahaha!"
Suddenly a finger materialized through the darkness, moving with practiced speed and stealth, top strike at Ven from behind. A low lunge to strike Ven in the kidney. But while it looked like a single strike, it was actually made up of three in one. One aimed at the kidney, the underarm, and the last to strike him in the hip. Fists that strike like iron.
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