[b [https://youtu.be/H0zTcf2ISEA The Magic Towers Hum]]
[b [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRtKbhA_dLg Gielnors Last Stand Theme ]]
[b [https://youtu.be/V9j0CSuoj7I?list=PLBF65FE19813DA2A0 Gielnors Last Stand Credits - Blackout]]
[b [i [center [+purple In a world called Gielnor, three continents lie on the world, Amarthene, Gielnor, and Nernias.]]]]
[b [center [i [+red Gielnor is the most technological continent, more advanced than Japan and USA combined. Only using magic to power items instead of electricity and modern power. Magic Towers are placed around the two continents Amarthene and Gielnor, these towers hold the magic energy used to power the objects.
A road in the sky powered by alchemy is used as a fast way to get to Amarthene or Gielnor faster than on the lower roads. Cars are common in Gielnor, such as airships, guns, and other objects that is powered by magic.]]]]
[b [i [center [+blue Amarthene is the America of the world of Gielnor, it is a continent that has more money income than Gielnor but Amarthene shares half it's wealth with their friendly continent Gielnor.]]]]
[b [i [center [+green Nernias is the continent on the far east, sadly not as technologically advanced as Amarthene or Gielnor, Nernias is a steam-punk continent that has a few kings in power. One of them branded a tyrant by the name of King Ivorian the III.]]]]
This rp takes place in Gielnor and Amarthene for now, here is the actual plot!
[h3 [b [i [center [+red World Factions - (Ongoing)]]]]]
The Wizards Council is an incredibly important faction in the world of Gielnor, and there is only one building...Which is located in the capitol of Gielnor; [b [i Phoenix Town.]]
The council houses legendary wizards and Elder Wizards along with High Wizards. These three types of wizards specialize in all of the magic classes in the world of Gielnor, the council members set the rules on all the magic and how it is to be used. Failure to abide by their rules can lead up to jail time.
The council leader is Winston Eldersoul, people may become a council member but only if they have advanced enough through their magic skills.
[b [i [+blue Wizards Council Application:
(WARNING: Only people who are good can join the Wizards Council...Sorry evil players. ;/)
Name: Age: Powers: Magic Level: (Must be at about 50 or 70. You can level up your magic by using it during battles throughout the RP or just using it to help you get around the world of Gielnor. Each time you use your magic skills, you raise the bar. You must use your magic skills about 60 times to level it up. I don't know how this will work so I might need some help.) Personal ID Number:]]]
[h3 [b [i [center Amarthene Estate]]]] [center [pic http://imgur.com/hOWQiiF.jpg]] Amarthene Estate is where former President Simons lives, he is the current president of Amarthene. He has four senators who are named; Senator Harry, Senator Williams, Senator Lyle, and Senator Ryan.
This place is where current dealings with finance and everything to do with dealing with Amarthenes problems are done at. This place may not be as awesome as the Wizards Council but they also have dealings with them as well since they are a part of the world of Gielnor. Without the Amarthene Estate, Amarthene would have anarachy all over the continent of Amarthene.
If you feel like someone in Amarthene is harassing you or doing anything to threaten, or make you uncomfortable...Please message us by filling out this form.
[b [i [+green Amarthene Estate - Complaint Form
Name: Age: Reason for complaint?: Personal ID Number: Personal ID Number of offender:]]]
[b [i Once you are done, send the form over to firstname.lastname@example.org]]
[h3 [b [i [center The GDVC ]]]] [center [pic http://imgur.com/lB5SwtD.jpg]]
The GDVC deals with all sorts of epidemics in the lovely world of Gielnor, they are much like the CDC in the world of Earth. Their main job is guarding a massive gate that leads to another part of Gielnor; [b [i A closed off continent.]]
The closed off continent has a massive dome surrounding it and it is walled off from the world. This continent is named Old Gielnor, which was struck with a deadly evil virus from the Arcane Clan about 400 years ago during the legendary heroes Kalvin and Khalaris time. It was closed off and the dome has been upgraded ever since to fit with the current technology.
Entry is not allowed through the gate unless you are an RPOG member or a GDVC member.
[b [i [+red GDVC Application
Name: Age: Talents: Any infections?: Personal ID Number:]]]
[h3 [b [i [center Nernias House of Kings]]]] [center [pic https://thumb9.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/322090/191178422/stock-vector-black-and-white-heraldic-design-with-a-foliate-wreath-crossed-swords-and-crown-isolated-on-white-191178422.jpg]]
This is where all the kings of Nernias meet here and discuss major politics and world trade. There are titles among these kings but also civilians may join if they are deemed worthy by The High Council.
The titles for civilians along with perks;
[list Advisor - Can discuss world trade with the kings and makes 10% off of the kings economic buildings , The income for each economic building the king has is 1000 holo dollars. ]
[list Legionnaire - You are the kings right hand man/woman, you are usually at his side during important events and meetings. You help him with his battle plans and usually take to the front line in battle. Don’t worry, you’ll be accompanied by guards and soldiers. Because you also command your squad. ]
[list Royal Merchants - You control the world trade and buy and sell various items to certain continents and countries. You must be okay with going out to sea though. That is the only rule. ]
[b [i NHK Application
Were you born on Nernias? If no, then where?:]]
[h3 [b [i [center The High Council]]]] [center [pic http://imgur.com/K1ZpLb1.jpg]]
The high council is from a hidden continent called Ugenstrav, A nordic like continent. This council deals with all the laws around the world of Gielnor. They are the worlds government and run everything. No one is allowed to join and entering Ugenstrav is forbidden by capital punishment. No one has ever seen the council members...They only receive letters.
[h3 [b [i [center Royal Docks Express]]]] [center [pic http://imgur.com/DtHqY9E.jpg]]
The RDE is located in the capital of Gielnor; Phoenix Town. This faction is used for trading between the Royal Merchants from Nernias, they receive various goods that citizens want or need. The owner of this faction is named Captain James Sabertooth. People can work at the docks...You just need to meet the requirements
This is where the medical pink plant is mostly grown and shipped to Gielnor via Royal Merchants. Workers and farmers take good care of the plants to make sure they are grown to perfection. People can work here but need to meet the following requirements;
[b [center NEF Application]]
Do you currently smoke Euphoria?:
Do you do any other drugs?: ]
[h3 [b [center The Arcane Clan]]] [center [pic http://imgur.com/N0MH2g5.jpg]]
Also known as The Arc, they are an evil demonic race that want to destroy Gielnor and they attack the magic towers. Their true leader is known as Arcanum. Who is said to be sealed away on another planet. You can join this faction but once you do you are no longer a good player. You will become an evil player until you leave the clan.
[b The Arcane Application
Any crimes you commited?
Do you pledge yourself to our all true leaders Arcanum and Irving?:
Do you pledge that if you ever leave our order you will become a target?:]
[h3 [b [center The Royal Police of Gielnor]]] [center [pic http://imgur.com/YG7RTd0.jpg]]
The RPOG is the main military branch in the continent of Gielnor, they are the soldiers and police who work on stopping The Arc. Ganzu is the 2nd In Command, he runs the RPOG operations. If a crime is being committed a citizen will alert an RPOG member. If a crime has been committed please make a report at the RPOG office located in Phoenix Town.
In order to join The RPOG, you need;
[b RPOG Application
Would you like a starter weapons pack?:
Would you like a partner?:
Personal I.D. Number:]
[b RPOG Complaint Form
What crime did you witness?:
Was the attacker wearing any mask?:
If you saw the attacker would you please provide a photo?:
The Magic Tower Repair Co. deals with repairing the magic towers that have been blown up or just shut down randomly due to malfunctioning. They use special tools and magic stone along with magic energy hose. Citizens can join, but they must have;
[b MGRC Application
Do you wish to be paid in holo currency or magic energy?:]
[h3 [b [i [+purple [center Plot]]]]]
[b [i [+red [center An evil demonic group called the Arc is resurrected by a grand necromancer called Irving. He and his evil group start a war with Gielnor and Amarthene, this rp will take you through the history and stories of the world of Gielnor...Bad guys and good guys will collide...
Betrayals will happen...
Loved ones will be lost...
GIELNORS LAST STAND...]]]]
[h3 [b [i [center [+purple Pre-made characters + Make your own characters from scratch sheet!]]]]]
[b [i [center [+red Pre-made Characters:]]]]
[h3 [b [i [center [+purple The Good]]]]]
[b [i [center [+red Ganzu Varson - Open
Age - 38
History: Ganzu is the 1st commanding officer of the Royal Police of Gielnor. He wears a naval outfit and a naval hat, and he also has a medium length beard, he can also be cranky at times as well as serious or funny. Mostly serious though.
Kalas Varkas - Open
History: Kalas is the Assistant Officer of the RPOG He is still young but he is wise and alot of people can learn a thing or two from him.
Jack Lyons - Open
Age - 35
History: Jack is an ex pirate who is now a bartender who fights for the greater good. He wears a red bandana, and has short blue hair.
Joseph Tarago - Open Age - 65
History: This Nernian man is a very experienced fighter with swords. He may be old, but he can still kick ass and take names with his dual sword skills. He hails from the Itula Tribe, a tribe known for killing.
King Desto - Open
Age - 77
History: King Desto is the proud king of the Gielnor continent and the founder and leader of the RPOG. Ganzu and Kalas serving under him.
Atlas Storm - Me
Age - 19
History: Atlas, the main character is the rp, he was taken in by Joseph as his guardian after his parents were murdered. Atlas had joined the RPOG along with Joseph, and their good friend Jack.
Mason Reiner - Open
History: Once a bad guy to previous heroes in the Gielnors Last Stand series, he decided to become a butler for King Desto and serve under him and the RPOG. He has since been a good ally.
Kate Burgess - Open
Age - 23
History: Kate was betrayed by her family at a young age when they tried to sacrifice her to the Arc Clan, now as an adult Kate joined the RPOG and will stop at nothing to eradicate the Arc...And maybe find her parents, who now have a bounty of 3 million Holo coins (Currency)
Age - 25
History: The cook of King Destos castle, she is a famous cook on Prime TV as well as worldwide, some people from Nernias even come all the way to Gielnor to try Silvers amazing food.
Lilly Angel -Open
Age - 22
History: Lilly is a bounty hunter, she hunts down some of the worlds most dangerous criminals in Amarthene and Gielnor. Irving is the most wanted man...Lilly is still trying to find him throughout the world, including other bounty hunters...]]]]
[h3 [b [i [center [+purple The Bad]]]]]
[b [i [center [+purple Irving - Open
Age - Unknown
History: After the previous leader of the Arc died, this evil necromancer took over. He is a malevolent man with horrifying powers. He will stop at nothing to take over the world of Gielnor.
Vega - Open
Age - 120
History:An Arc member who lives in Amarthene, he is wanted for the bombing of three Magic Towers in Gielnor. His motives are unclear to why he bombed them, but it caused a temporary power outage and killed over 4000 people.
Arcanus - Open
Age - Unknown
History: Arcanus is the creation of the previous leader, Lexius. He is wanted for the attempted assassination of King Desto and the Council Members of Amarthene.
Morwinia Fable - Open
Age - Unknown
History: Morwinia Fable is the leader of nightmares, her pet is called the Nightmare Beast, which consumes peoples souls whole in one bite. She is a high ranking officer in the Arcane Clan
Gale Winters - Open
Age - 18
History: Gale is a recruit in the Arcane Clan, she just joined. She is nervous to be here, but her magic talking demonic hairpen is there for her... >:]]]]]
[h3 [b [center [i [+purple Made Up Characters]]]]]
[b Username:] [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=24029 hextheblackcat] [b Name:] Rune Kaster [b Age:] 19 [b Weapons:] magic items , Dual daggers , Smoke bombs , and grappling hook [b Powers:] [b Alignment(Good/Evil/):] Good? [b Talents:] Thief, Lockpicking, Parkour, Magic [b Appearance:] She has a slender,yet fit build. Waste long, blonde hair. Eyes as blue as the night sky and bears magick circles on the back of both her hands. She's 5’7 height wise and weight wise 120. [b Where do you live?(Amarthene,Gielnor,Nernias):] Nomad [b Personal ID number when you became a civilian in Amarthene or Gielnor:] [b Any augmentations?:] [b Family members:] Calcifer Craft [b Job:] Freelancer [b History:] Lost and left to fend for herself as a small child. Rune became an apprentice under a demanding individual known as “Calcifer Craft”. He was a philosopher through and through even after he suddenly left the Wizards Council and became a rogue mage whose motives as to why still remain unclear even today.
Through grueling training & more or less unconventional methods. . . It was under this eccentric man’s guidance that Rune was able to harness her skills as a thief and awaken her birthright to wield magick!
In the end though her master just upped and disappeared on her as to where? She is uncertain. . .However with half a cryptic message and a empty grimoire in hand. Rune seeks answers. Following the tad instructions she abandoned her predecessor’s nomadic life in Nernias and left for Gielnor with only a quote for counsel she’s become a freelancer using her talents to make a living.
[b Mandatory Questionnaire (Good)]
[b 1: If you saw someone in the Magic Tower that looks suspicious, what would you do?]
Investigate! Curiosity may have killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back.
[b 2: Someone was being harassed by a bully in public or in a public building, what would you do?]
Assists the victim. While doing so she pickpoeket any loot off the bullies and even the victim as payment for her help :D You can’t expect her to work for free!
[b 3: A friend of yours told you a secret of how he's going to steal some of the Magic Energy from a Magic Tower. since this is illegal what would you do?]
Tails them while keeping out of sight. If anything goes wrong she can use her friend as a distraction to snag some magic energy herself! If she succeeds she’ll lend them a hand in means of an escape as a thank you.
If the friend succeeds. She’ll blackmail them point blank and in exchange for keeping quite force her friend to share some of the magic energy.
[b 4: You saw a group of people in purple cloaks who resemble the Arc. What would you do?]
Tail them! Master had a few dealings with the Arc himself. They might know something. What happens next all depends on the situation.
[b 5: You were stuck in a situation where a family member of yours committed a serious crime. What would you do?]
Protect them, even if we’re not related blood wise I’d rather lose an arm or a leg!
[b Mandatory Questionnaire (Evil)]
[b 1: You have just been accepted into the Arc! What would you do?]
Infiltrate! The Arc is just another means of gaining power and information. I’ll stay for as long as a can before pulling my trump card.
[b 2: You were given magic bombs and instructions on blowing up a Magic Tower. What would you do?]
Heh, revenge is a dish best served cold Blows up the Arcs headquarters or at least something that would leave the Arc in a sticky situation. Something that would take time to recover from. Then makes her grand escape.
[b 3: You have just met Irving, your boss and mentor! What would you do?]
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer! After all theres a time and a place for action, But here and now is not the place nor time. So for now I’ll do your biding. Sits back until the time comes for her to move.
[b 4: A high ranking officer in the Arc has given you a task to kill an entire family, including the kids. What would you do?]
kill them of course! She wasn’t specifically order how to kill them exactly. Only that the family needed to die. So a little scuffle with their parents, maybe a little blood shed and last but not last a fire to ease any evidence of their existence.
Now then never return here if you value your lives! Take this chance of rebirth and step into your new lives for if you ever find yourself standing on what was, my efforts here today will have been in vain!
After setting the stage and acting out the part. She has indeed killed the family giving them a chance of rebirth through the fabrication of death. This means she followed she orders while finding a loophole in which the only evidence would be ashes.
[b 5: Irving has given you a task to kill the Senator of Amarthene, what would you do?]
Yes my lord! *Takes off to the senator of Amarthene and does what she does best. Sneaks in past security, Tails the senator until the senator is in a group of some kind, makes her presence known by throwing a dagger that just graces what could have been a deadly blow. “Heh, heh alright boys here's the deal-”
She’ll explain how she could have killed the senator at least two more times before anyone could have stopped her then make a point that If she were really a Arc member they’d be doomed. Then once she gone them hook,line and sinker. She’ll make sure to secure herself a self spot among Amarthene forces by betraying the Arc.
Username: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=16613 ShadowOfSkills] Name: Known only as Corpusraptor. Age: 23 Weapons: Handguns and smgs, and concealed knives. Has been known to use larger weapons when necessary for the job. Powers: Necromancy, humanoid shapeshifting, and enchanting. Alignment(Good/Evil/): Neutral Evil Talents: Knowledge, especially regarding magic and history, charismatic, with a cult of personality. Wealthy, particularly from illegal activities. Appearance: Her current form is short, about 155cm tall, with shoulder length brown hair, light eyes, and fair skin. Commonly seen wearing a black trench coat and fedora. Where do you live?(Amarthene,Gielnor,Nernias): Gielnor Personal ID number when you became a civilian in Amarthene or Gielnor: Any augmentations?: Surgically implanted magic reserves, mechanical eyes able to see infrared and ultraviolet wavelengths, serrated metal incisors. Family members: Only known relative is a cousin named Alicia, full name unknown, whereabouts unknown. Job: Leader of a small criminal organization of necromancers. History: Not much is known about Corpusraptor, including her real name, though it is commonly believed that she covered up her true identity with shapeshifting. She leads an illegal necromancy ring in Gielnor, under the noses of the Wizard Council. She owns several illegal enterprises to fund her necromancy, including illegal augmentation, hacking, counterfeiting holo coins, organ harvesting, forgery, selling weapons and magic on the black market, armed robbery, and an identity theft ring. It is unknown how many times she has been arrested, if any, as she changes form semi-frequently, and tries to keep as much information about herself secret as possible. It is possible, and probable even, that all of her legal documents are forged.
Username: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=47 Vlanderson] Name: Kyu Kyu Age: Twenty-One Years Old Weapons: Two Knuckledusters, One Trench Knife Powers: Magical Aura Alignment(Good/Evil/): Neutral Evil Talents: Stealth, Forgery, Magic, and Art Appearance: A pink haired girl with red eyes. She has a long, bushy tail. Her hair reaches the middle of her back. Her ears and and tail origins aren't known, but not thought to be important either. Where do you live?(Amarthene,Gielnor,Nernias): Gielnor Personal ID number when you became a civilian in Amarthene or Gielnor: Any augmentations?: Heightened Hearing, Flexible/Opposable Tail, Retractable Claws Family members: Nya Nya Job: Minion History: She and her twin sister left their past behind them. They didn't enjoy being used as a spectacle in a 'freak show'. Kyu killed the ring leader of the circus before the two of them vanished. The first few jobs that they got when they arrived in Gielnor included delivery services. Eventually they met the leader of a small criminal organization. Kyu pledge her allegiance to the leader. She desires to keep her twin out of harms way.
[b [Username: redeemer Name: Nerre Kiwanuka Age: 29 Weapons: Owns a pistol, but usually doesn’t carry it. Powers: Learned some very basic incantations to help him with his work Alignment(Good/Evil/): Chaotic Good Talents: Genius level intellect, can usually master something in a far shorter time than the average person. Skilled in martial arts. Appearance: About 6’3”, slightly effeminate features, dark skin. naturally grey hair, which is normal for his tribe. Typically disinterested demeanour. Where do you live?(Amarthene,Gielnor,Nernias): Gielnor. . Originally from Nernias. Personal ID number when you became a civilian in Amarthene or Gielnor: TOCT-24942 Any augmentations?: Signal jammer built into left hand. Illegal, home made. Can be used to temporarily shut down or interrupt magical powered devices and implants. Family members: Only child, raised by grandmother who died of natural causes when Nerre was in his mid twenties. Job: Academic, Inventor, Chemist. History: Nerre came from a small, poor agricultural village in distant Nernias, belonging to a reclusive ethnic group with dark skin and silver hair. Gifted with a brilliant mind, Nerre’s village pooled together what little resources they had to send him to Gielnor for his education. He resents the Nernias Euphoria farm, which is slowly destroying his village’s way of life with far more advanced farming techniques. He dedicates many years of his young life to the study of agriculture, hoping to surpass Euphoria Farm and save his village. At one point during his travels, he spent a year under the tutelage of a nameless female martial artist, who was said to have the skills of a hundred men. He fell in love with her, but she had little interest in him. Eventually he returned to Phoenix Town to continue his research. Nerre’s intellect is sought by many organisations, but he has little interest in politics, only personal gain. It is rumoured by those who know him that he’s only interested in taking down Euphoria as a matter of pride, and not to save his people.
Mandatory Questionnaire (Good)
1: If you saw someone in the Magic Tower that looks suspicious, what would you do?
“Follow them at a safe distance. Maybe I can blackmail them.”
2: Someone was being harassed by a bully in public or in a public building, what would you do?
“Mind my own damn business.”
3: A friend of yours told you a secret of how he's going to steal some of the Magic Energy from a Magic Tower. since this is illegal what would you do?
“As you wish.”
4: You saw a group of people in purple cloaks who resemble the Arc. What would you do?
“Mind my own business. The Arc didn’t drive my people to poverty.”
5: You were stuck in a situation where a family member of yours commited a serious crime. What would you do?
“I suppose I’d help them cover it up. Many laws were created to oppress my people anyway. What a pain…”
Mandatory Questionnaire (Evil)
1: You have just been accepted into the Arc! What would you do?
2: You were given magic bombs and instructions on blowing up a Magic Tower. What would you do?
“What I’m asked.”
3: You have just met Irving, your boss and mentor! What would you do?
“Keep it brief and formal. A man like Irving probably doesn’t have time for sycophants.”
4: A high ranking officer in the Arc has given you a task to kill an entire family, including the kids. What would you do?
“I’m not a murderer, but I suppose, hypothetically, I’d make it look like an accident.”
5: Irving has given you a task to kill the Senator of Amarthene, what would you do?
“Probably use poison.”
MORE CHARACTERS TO COME!
[h3 [b [center [i [+purple The Character Sheet]]]]]
[b [i [center [+red Username: Name: Age: Weapons: Powers: Alignment(Good/Evil/): Talents: Appearance: Where do you live?(Amarthene,Gielnor,Nernias): Personal ID number when you became a civilian in Amarthene or Gielnor: Any augmentations?: Family members: Job: History:]]]]
[b [i [center [+blue Welcome to the wonderful world of Gielnor! In order to pass and become a full citizen in Amarthene or Gielnor you must answer 5 questions, there will be seperate questions for good and bad! If you skip the questionnaire, it will result in your application being denied!]]]]
[b [i [center [+red 1: If you saw someone in the Magic Tower that looks suspicious, what would you do? 2: Someone was being harassed by a bully in public or in a public building, what would you do? 3: A friend of yours told you a secret of how he's going to steal some of the Magic Energy from a Magic Tower. since this is illegal what would you do? 4: You saw a group of people in purple cloaks who resemble the Arc. What would you do? 5: You were stuck in a situation where a family member of yours commited a serious crime. What would you do?]]]]
[b [i [center [+purple 1: You have just been accepted into the Arc! What would you do? 2: You were given magic bombs and instructions on blowing up a Magic Tower. What would you do? 3: You have just met Irving, your boss and mentor! What would you do? 4: A high ranking officer in the Arc has given you a task to kill an entire family, including the kids. What would you do? 5: Irving has given you a task to kill the Senator of Amarthene, what would you do?]]]]
[h3 [center [b [i [+purple Rules]]]]]
[b [i [center [+red -No godmoddin! You can be a badass all you want as long as you don't make yourself godly and start killing people without permission and making yourself invincible. You can die.
-No cybering, if it get's to that please take it off site or somewhere else. I don't like seeing my roleplays littered with posts about sex.
-Violence is allowed, there will be alot of violence. Just don't take it too far and coat the entire world with copper flavored kool-aid
-Romance is allowed, just no love at first sight.Romances must be developed and built. Slow and steady wins the race. Fast and hasty wins the race too but ends up running too fast and runs of a clif and dies by accident.
-Please try not to use one-liners, 500 character posts aren't that hard. If you find that hard just try to do 300 characters. I mean, come on.
-Please do not take this idea. If you do steal this idea I will hunt you down up and down this world until I find you. So no stealing my stuff!
-Enjoy the roleplay! Oh and no ditching without telling me so!]]]]
Roleplay Reply. Do not chat here. (50 character limit.)
With the RPOG having arrived onto the scene, Corpusraptor did her best to fade from view, turning her skin and flesh to inky shadows. She slid underneath one of her vehicles and crawled in through the right door, opposite the scene of battle. As the firefight escalated, the motorcade drove off, leaving ARC and the RPOG to continue their fight.
Corpusraptor smiled in the back seat, her razor-sharp, metal teeth gleaming in the low light. She pressed the 'call' button on her phone, dialing the magic bombs planted at the tower. The loud rumble could be heard from miles away. The explosions were large, and looked devastating, but the inner workings of the tower would still be mostly intact, it only looked destroyed. This pleased the mob boss; not only had she attracted attention from the real ARC, set a trap for both the ARC and RPOG, and set the stage for an ensuing war that she could profit from, but she had also covered up her true motives for attacking the magic tower.
[b [size18 LATER]]
Inside the Gielnor Advanced Systems Warehouse #721, Corpusraptor sat on top of an huge, unmarked, metal crate.
[b [#131313 "Finally... It can begin..."]] Corpusraptor purred. She stood up and opened the crate. Inside was a large contraption covered in tubes and metal cylinders. The small mob boss inserted the vial of blue liquid from earlier into the machine. The machine whirred to life as it recognized the vial. The machine was receiving power wirelessly from the needle implanted into the crystal of the magic tower, draining it of massive quantities of power. There would be massive power outages. She then replaced the lid, and smiled, taking a long drag from her cigar. [b [#131313 "My plans are finally coming together."]]
The distress signal screeched through Ganzus radio on his suit. "Shit. Kalas. Take this one for us. I'll radio in a squad car to pick you up. Remember to abort if the situation gets out of hand."
Kalas nodded at Ganzu and Ganzu radioed in on the signal. Minutes later an RPOG squad car pulled up and Kalas quickly left the GDVC van and entered the car. Both of the vehicles left the area.
[h3 [b [i [center Phoenix Town - Eastern District]]]]
RPOG members arrived at the area as did Kalas. He looked around and noticed the unusual site of the twin irvings fighting each other.
"I'm the real Irving you swine!" Irving said. He motioned for his men to shoot the other (fake) Irving.
"I'm not sure whether you're the fake or the real one!" the ARC member said.
Irving growled at him. "Are you kidding me?" He opened an arcane portal and pointed at it. "Only the ARC can do that."
"Actually anyone can learn that if they studied it long enough." Kalas corrected him. "You know, I have a question...Why do you and your little fanatics always blow these up? It's the power source! You are literally destroying fucking evolution!"
Irving turned towards Kalas and pointed at him. "Actually you people are. You'll find out soon enough that everything you once believed was in fact all a cold black lie." He pointed his hand towards Kalas and started to chant a spell.
"Duck!" Kalas yelled out as him and his men ducked before Irving shot a giant ball of darkness towards them.
[h3 [b [i [center Phoenix Town - Northern District - Phoenix Town Castle]]]]
GDVC men were stationed all around the exterior as onlookers were trying to get a peek.
Yaka was visibly angry. "Will you all please go? The castle is off limits and we don't want anyone exposed to the chemicals here."
"This is some fucking cover-up. I just know it." an onlooker said.
Yaka chuckled. "Believe what you want, but be warned...Trespassers will be fined heavily."
Ganzu and the gang arrived at the castle entrance and the checkpoint officer let them pass to the courtyard where Yaka was. They parked the vehicle and stepped out.
Yaka approached them and smiled. "Thank God you're here. Follow me."
Ganzu and the gang followed him all the way inside the interior. They walked all the way to the throne room where King Desto lay dead in his throne.
"Evidence points towards the ARC." Yaka said.
Ganzu sighed and removed his GDVC mask. "Well, let's get looking."
They examined Destos phone and Atlas took it.
"I have a good feeling Desto didn't do this...Why would an Arcane member break the phone?" Atlas asked.
Ganzu nodded. "Did King Desto ever have video surveillance put up in here?" Ganzu asked the butler.
Mason nodded. "Yes, just recently...He had it installed everywhere but we still have yet to have security watch the cameras for us."
"Good, I want to see the video footage. Does it catch audio?" Ganzu asked.
The fake Irving fought back a smile when responding. [#ff0101 [b "You're the one and true Irving? It doesn't look like that right now. I'm Irving, you're the imposter."]]
Corpusraptor then gestured to a fallen RPOG officer, then slowly walked over to the officer and picked up the officer's comm link.
[#2f5482 [b "Officers down, we have officers down! ARC is on our position, and Irving is here! Send reinforcements now!"]] Corpusraptor yelled into the comm link, her voice disguised as an RPOG officer. She hoped this would seal the trap she had set, and would make her false flag attacks worth it. Once the reinforcements arrived, ARC would be in for a serious fight, and by then, Corpusraptor would have made good her escape. Once safe, and both enemies were embattled, the explosives could be set off, taking both sides, and further embittering the government against ARC.
Almost immediately after, the fake Irving leapt onto the real Irving, and rolled around with him many, many times, hoping that in the end the rest of the ARC wouldn't be sure who was who.
[#ff0101 [b "He's the imposter! Only I could be the real Irving! Kill him!"]]
He stepped out into the street, exhaling slowly into the cold air. The trail of vapour that emerged from his mouth reminded him of cigarette smoke. Nerre’s desire to quit smoking had swiftly vanished in the last 12 hours of his life. He fumbled for his pockets, praying for the soft touch of a loosie. No such luck; his master had pored through his possessions while he was sleeping, and had anything been left, she would have discarded it. Irate, he shot a glare at Joseph, who replied in turn with a half shrug.
“You know I don’t smoke.” He replied, indifferent. “You shouldn’t either.”
Nerre’s head drooped, putting his hands in his pockets.
“Are we meeting Atlas?”
“Where is he?”
“He’s on his way to the castle with Ganzu Varson.” Joseph looked around nervously, making sure nobody could hear them. “King Desto’s been assassinated.”
“You’re fucking with me.” He said, unwilling to fall for such a tasteless joke. Joseph shook his head.
“The press were supposed to be notified this morning but then someone attacked the magic tower. The RPOG have no idea what to do.”
Nerre shook his head at the absurdity of it all.
“And someone’s trying to kill me. Yeah, somehow I doubt all of these attacks are unrelated.”
“Rumour has it The Arc is making moves, but things don’t quite add up. Flesh golems and conventional firearms aren’t exactly their MO.”
Nerre shook his head. “It’s not the Arc. Master said so.”
Joseph frowned, “what makes you so sure?”
Nerre sighed, with the traces of a wistful smile.
“She’s an idiot. She’s not like me or you. But there’s one thing about her that makes her totally different to any woman- [i any person],” he said, correcting himself, “that I’ve ever met.”
“She never lies.”
“Many people never lie, Nerre.”
“Yes, but she only tells the truth.”
Joseph nodded in solemn agreement.
“You know why she never tells anyone her name?”
“She told me why once.”
Nerre’s heart sank a little. Evidently, she respected Joseph enough to make him privy to one of her secrets. Nerre was clearly not so trustworthy.
“Because the name she has might not be her true name - she can’t say it if it isn’t true.”
“What a weirdo.”
Joseph ignored Nerre’s snark and stopped, staring out into the street. A black, unmarked RPOG squad car slowly turned the corner and crawled towards the two men. Gently stopping, the window slid down to reveal a young policewoman with a sunny demeanour.
“Mr. Tarago, Dr. Kiwanuka.”
Nerre half-smiled, barely mustering a “hey there cutie.”
“Officer.” Joseph replied more politely.
“Who the hell is Tarago,” Nerre muttered under his breath.
“It’s a long story,” he said, ushering the young man into the car. Nerre obliged, sliding into the comfortable leather seat, and tilted his head back, trying to get a little sleep on the way to the castle.
As Ganzu and the gang drove towards the castle he quickly slammed on the brakes as police vehicles rushed by from the left towards the right like a stampede. "What the hell?" He asked. He continued to drive towards the castle.
[h3 [b [i [center East Phoenix Town - Magic Tower]]]]
Irving and Arcanus arrived at the Magic Tower but so did more police.
"Freeze right there! Put your hands up!" RPOG members said as they brandished their signature pistols and aimed them at the Arcane Leader.
Irving just stared at them with a blank expression. He took a step forward.
"We said freeze!"
"I'm not deaf. You say freeze, I say [b BURN]" Irving said as he flicked his wrist before the RPOG motorcade caught completely on fire as members started to scream as they were being burned alive.
One RPOG member survived and crawled away from the burning carnage. He grabbed his radio and turned it on via magic reserve but it was kicked away from him. "Spare me..." RPOG members could hear the confrontation from the radio as it was on.
Irving just stared at the RPOG member and shook his head. "No." he then chanted a spell which caused the members body to twist and contort into impossible positions before his body was a ball shape. Irving then snapped his fingers before the members body exploded into a bloody mess. He walked towards the last checkpoint where he stopped dead in his tracks and looked at his self as if we was staring into a mirror. "You think this is a joke?" he asked. "I am the one and true Irving! No one can be me!"
Arcanus just chuckled. Irving quickly glared at him and Arcanus shut up.
"Whose side are you on?" Irving asked Fake Irving.
[h3 [b [i [center North Phoenix Town Apartments]]]]
James lay in bed still, he was tired from last night after killing Gusling. His phone turned on and started to vibrate. He picked it up.
[+red [b "Good afternoon James. Are you ready to work?"]]
[+blue [b "What, no day off?"]] James asked.
The voice on the other line chuckled. [+red [b "Sadly no. We received reports of someone with launch codes. A defector. They defected from the RPOG last night and left with some launch codes to the Tetra nukes. The defector is meeting with a Nernian king. I have no idea why this king wants these launch codes but it can't be good and we cannot afford to be at war with Nernias. Silence both of these problems and report back to me. The defector is named Harris Jensen. He is meeting the king at Aurora Park at Central Phoenix Town. I'll send you a photo of Harris. Get the job done."]] the voice clicked off
James received a photo of a black man in a blue T-Shirt and blue jeans. "Time to work." he said getting up and getting ready. He headed out towards the park.
At the base of the stately structure that was the magic tower, Corpusraptor's motorcade parked at the base like an army of angry, black ants. As they finished off the last of the guards, Corpusraptor continued giving orders via a head set, safe inside the armored car, so as to not alert any security cameras.
[#131313 [b "They're down? Then continue on to phase two."]] Corpusraptor said smoothly.
The disguised mobsters then began reaching into the trunks of the armored cars, removing stolen Arc Clan magical bombs, taped together and rigged to collective fuses. These were placed at various weak points throughout the magic tower, then rigged together.
[#131313 [b "Okay. Continue with phase three."]] Corpusraptor said dully. The little mob boss removed a strange device from her coat pocket, which consisted of several metal cylinders connected by plastic tubes, and featured a large needle which she removed the safety cap from. The little mob boss then proceeded to remove a small vial filled with bright blue liquid from one of the cylinders, a small button on the vial pressed, and then the vial returned to her coat pocket. She rolled down a window, and handed the rest of the device to one of her mobsters. [#131313 [b "Pierce this through a magic crystal. Once it is active, don't be anywhere near it."]] Corpusraptor said.
[b [size18 LATER]]
[#131313 [b "A problem you say? Yes, I fully expected this. Get the bombs rigged to my phone, and return to the cars immediately. I will take care of this."]] Corpusraptor ordered, still remaining calm the whole way. Her flesh began boiling and melting off, until she was little more than a skeleton with sharp, metal teeth and a blue, plastic organ in her abdominal cavity. The flesh reformed as she shapeshifted, assuming the form of the current leader of the Arc Clan. With that, Corpusraptor began donning an Arcane Clan uniform.
[#ff0101 [b "All according to plan..."]] Corpusraptor said, leaving the armored car disguised as Irving.
Nerre shrugged. This was her apartment, was it not? She had an annoying habit of asking questions only she knew the answer to. Without waiting for a response, the remote had appeared in her hand and she flicked through the channels, seemingly internalising the glimpses of each show she passed.
"A beautiful Amarth-"
"-I can't belie-"
"- You'd like that, wouldn't y-"
"- second attack on Gielnor's magic tower system. The area surrounding the East Phoenix town has been cordoned off by the RPOG following the sound of gunfire and explosions in the area. Please remain in your homes."
She sighed, putting the remote down.
"Not long until the power goes out. Open the curtains, Nerre."
He nodded, shuffling awkwardly across the room - for a moment, he had forgotten how much his limbs hurt, taken aback by the appearance of the ghost from his past. He turned back, looking at the tenebrous woman, newly bathed in light. She had lowered her head, either lost in thought.
"Shh. For once in your life, listen."
Nerre stared towards the magic tower that loomed in the corner of east Phoenix town, just a few kilometres away. Shrouded by the sounds of police sirens racing by, the unmistakable sound of gunfire.
“Have you figured it out yet?” she said quietly, the TV going out by itself.
Nerre paused, trying to make sense of what ‘it’ could be.
“It’s a copycat attack?”
She looked up at Nerre and gave him an expression that on anyone else would have resembled a smile.
“Well done. Why?”
Nerre shrugged, having not thought that far ahead.
“Because the arc used magic bombs and not conventional arms fire?”
Nerre breathed a sigh of relief, passing his master’s test.
“So, master… Do you want to go down there and stop them?”
She leant back in her chair, staring at the ceiling. “Nope.”
“Do you want [i me] to go down there and stop them?”
She was right. Nerre was a talented fighter, but his physical state had been poor long before the events of the previous night - taking on some paramilitary organisation who were successfully assaulting a magic tower probably wouldn’t end well for him. Flustered, Nerre fumbled through his pockets, looking for his cigarettes.
“You don’t have any,” she said flatly. “You had a small packet of tissues, some painkillers, a keyring with four keys on it, some chewing gum, and that.” she said, gesturing with her head to the bag of limelight on the table. Nerre took a step forward, reaching for the bag, but she swiped it away in the speed of a blink.
“Madam,” a very quiet Joseph Glister replied from the corner.
“Flush this. Take Nerre with you wherever you’re going.”
Joseph frowned, not wanting to involve his former student with the RPOG’s affairs any further. She casually tossed the bag over to him and got out of her seat.
“Nerre, next time I see you, you better be in the best shape of your life. Or I’ll kill you.”
She strode confidently out of the door, knowing she’d probably never see her student again. Nerre, puzzled, looked back out at the magic tower, which had begun to fluctuate and pulsate bizarrely.
“Maestro, I think we should go downstairs. I don’t want to be up here when it blows.”
Atlas got off the phone with Joseph and sighed with relief. "At least he's okay." Atlas said. He continued his drive towards the RPOG HQ.
[h3 [b [i [center RPOG HQ - West Phoenix Town]]]]
Atlas arrived and drove through the checkpoint and the gate closed. He stepped out of his car. He was greeted by Ganzu and Kalas themselves.
"I won't bore you with the details but King Desto was murdered." Ganzu told Atlas.
"What?!" Atlas yelled out.
"Shh! The public doesn't know about this. It was an Arc member, surveilence caught the perp in the throne room killing the king. Sadly no audio was caught though." Kalas said.
"We also had a shooting in North Phoenix Town at Alan Guslings mansion...Good riddance I guess but last night a lot of fucked up shit happened, suicide, the kings death, apartment and hospital explosions, the death of Alan Gusling...Something big is about to happen and we don't know what. Did you get in touch with Joseph yet?" Ganzu asked.
Atlas nodded. "Yeah, he's doing okay...He said he's with Nerre somewhere in East Phoenix Town."
Ganzu nodded as well. "That's good. Listen, we need to get to the bottom of this murder but we need to do it discreetly. The castle is off limits due to a pest infestation...We all know that's not true but it's a good cover. Mr. Yaka will be there and so will we. We'll be dressed up in GDVC hazmat suits to look the part and fool the people. The king is still in his throne room, we need to examine the body and the crime scene. Are you up for this?"
"Yeah. Let's go." Atlas said. He grabbed his hazmat suit and the three of them went inside the HQ and in the changing rooms and changed into the suits. They went back outside and got in a GDVC van before driving off towards the castle.
"Why is a GDVC van at the RPOG HQ?" A civilian asked.
"Because apparently someone was sick in there and GDVC got called in...I guess they are done now."
[h3 [b [i [center The Abyss]]]]
"The balls on that drug runner are massive. Killing the king and blaming it on us! How clever." Irving said. He was an old man with long white hair and a white beard along with a long purple and red cloak. He was the current leader of The Arc.
"I think it was her henchman that killed him Sir." Irvings right hand man Arcanus said.
Irving turned towards him. "I know who killed him!" He snapped. "Sorry Arcanus, I'm just disappointed that is wasn't really us that did the deed. I can't believe some moron was able to do it. A human!"
A purple portal opened and an Arc member stepped out from it. "Sir, there seems to be a situation at the magic tower at East Phoenix Town. Seems like the same group is trying to frame us again by blowing it up. They already got through the first two checkpoints."
"Ohhhh they won't get this! Mark my words! Come on Arcanus. It's time we met this...Corpusraptor." Irving said as him and Arcanus went through the portal to the world of Gielnor.
[b [#a3a3a3 "A terrible tragedy has struck, bringing harm and suffering to this fair city."]] Dr. Sarah White, CEO of Phoenix Laboratories spoke in front of a crowd and several cameras. She wore a long lab coat, coming down to her knees, and was flanked by two hulking bodyguards in black business suits and sun glasses, each one carrying a military rifle. Despite not being particularly tall, the doctor seemed to tower over the other people at this event. While mostly known as a wealthy businesswoman, philanthropist, and the genius mind behind the cutting edge technology of Phoenix Laboratories, her true identity was Corpusraptor, the head of most organized crime in Phoenix Town. The number of people who knew this, however, could be counted on a single hand.
[b [#a3a3a3 "First the flesh golem attack, and then the explosion here at Phoenix Town General Hospital. But you need not fear; Phoenix Laboratories is dedicated to your safety and well being. I am personally donating one million holocoins to Phoenix Town General Hospital, to help repair the damage from the explosion. These terrible events will not drive us apart. We will all come closer together in these dark times."]] the doctor spoke coolly when addressing the public, continuing to put up Phoenix Laboratories' face of cold, calculating genius. She lifted up a giant check, and handed it over to owners of Phoenix Town General Hospital.
[b [size18 LATER]]
Several black armored cars drove up to the magical tower in East Phoenix Town. In each car, there were several of Corpusraptor's thugs, dressed in Arc uniforms, and a single flesh golem. In one of the cars sat Corpusraptor herself, with a submachinegun in her lap. A large, smelly cigar stuck out of her mouth, held in place by her teeth.
It was not long before they reached the first security checkpoint. As a guard came down to investigate, the windows of each car began to roll down, and the thugs open fired on the guard. The rhythmic sound of automatic gunfire barked, and the guard, and surrounding checkpoint rapidly became riddled with bullet holes. The casings themselves all landed inside the cars, reducing the evidence left behind. Any bullets left behind would be too mangled to identify with any confidence. The other guards returned fire, but they too were soon mutilated in the ensuring gunfire.
After the drive by shooting, the windows rolled back up, and the cars drove through the check point. It would not be long before they would take down another magic tower, and blame Arc for the attack.
Nerre woke up to the sound of a TV chattering in another room. Bones aching, he forced himself to sit up, every joint and sinew creaking with effort as he did so. His head pounded. The room was dark, but a single crack of blue light through a gap in the curtains told him it was morning. For a moment, Nerre considered the possibility that the events of the previous night had in fact not happened, and that he was waking up in some beautiful woman's bed, getting ready to be late to another day at work. His screaming muscles belied that this was not the usual pain of a hangover or excessive drug use. Slowly, unsteadily, he rose to his feet, hissing through his teeth. Nerre was exhausted, but this was not his bedroom - or even a familiar one. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he gently slid the curtain open, shielding himself from the intense daylight.
"Ah, you're awake."
Nerre spun, turning his attention to the rough voice at the door. Joseph Glister leant against the door, cradling his re-located shoulder in his other hand.
"Maestro. Where are we?"
"A friend's house. Come on, she wants to see you."
Bemused, Nerre glanced out of the window, his eyes now adjusted. He didn't know this street by name but the sky expressway and a distant magic tower clued him up to the fact that he was somewhere in east Phoenix Town. Sheepishly, he followed Joseph into the kitchen, where the TV blared a fluff piece irrelevant to the night before. A busty blonde in a bikini advertising a newly opened resort in Nernias. Nerre’s host sat at the table. He paused at the door.
A dull-eyed young woman with black, shoulder-length hair looked up indifferently from the TV. She was in her early 30s, but there was something to her demeanour that implied a higher level of experience.
"Um. You look great?"
"You look terrible."
She was never one to mince her words. Nerre balled his battered hands into fists and clenched his teeth.
"I suppose you're the one who pulled us out of the hospital, then."
Nerre shot a glare at Joseph, who busied himself pouring tea in the corner of the kitchen.
"Well, master. Thank you for saving maestro and I."
"You're welcome," she breathed, turning her attention back to the TV. "oh, there was a message on your phone, Nerre."
"What did it say?" Nerre said, exasperated by the impenetrable woman's demeanour - of course she would have thumbed through his phone without permission.
"Hey Nerre, it's me Atlas, look, I haven't heard from Joseph ever since last night. Have you seen or heard from him? If so, please hit me back up. Thanks, bye." she said, doing an unsettlingly accurate impression of Atlas's voice.
Joseph turned, frowning.
"Did you reply?" the grizzled veteran asked, placing a cup of tea in front of the nameless young woman.
Both men rolled their eyes.
"I'll call Atlas," Joseph said, leaving the room.
The young woman slowly raised the cup to her plump lips and took a sip of tea, her hair hanging messily over her eyes and narrowly avoiding the cup.
"I heard you took down a flesh golem."
"Yeah. No. Temporarily. I mean, I -Shit, I don't know. Maybe?"
Nerre sighed, sitting at the table opposite the woman.
"Why are you here?"
She put the cup down and looked at him as if he'd caused her some great inconvenience. Her expression suggested that she was thinking of what to say, but instead of replying she just shrugged and looked back at the TV.
"Glister was worried about you, he thought I should visit."
"... who's apartment is this?"
"Nerre. You've always believed you could defeat anything, any challenge."
Nerre smiled. "Present company excluded, of course."
"Flattery will get you nowhere. Don't interrupt. Phoenix Labs, Euphoria farms. You're motivated by revenge."
"One blew up my apartment and killed my cat. The other impoverished my people. I think I deserve revenge."
She leant back in her chair.
"You almost died last night. Maybe if I hadn't pulled you and Glister out you would have. Charging headlong again will get you killed."
"I'm stronger than you think."
She shook her head.
"Idiot. You're a genius, but you're an idiot."
[i Wow, a compliment.] "What are you getting at?"
She reached into some mysterious fold of her black winter dress and pulled the small bag of green powder out, casually tossing it onto the table in front of him. Nerre twitched, freezing on the spot.
"What of it?"
"Weakness." she said, dismissively.
Nerre suddenly felt a wave of defensiveness washing over him. He stood up, crossing his arms.
"So I like to hit the green lightning on occasion. That doesn't mean I can't bring down some small fry drug runners like Phoenix Labs."
"I'm not worried about Ph-"
"-and besides, master. If I remember correctly, you like to hit the bottle and bring pretty girls back to your place too, right? You're no better than me."
The young woman stood up, straightening her dress.
Nerre didn't have the time to raise his hands as she vaulted the table and slammed into him, bundling him to the ground and wrenching his arm into a painful position. He struggled to free himself, but she turned him onto his stomach and clamped down hard on his free arm with her knee, pinning him to the floor. She leant in close, speaking quietly into his ear.
“Nerre. I like you, so I’m not going to break your arm. But you will [i listen] when I speak to you.”
“Okay okay!” Nerre grunted, wincing in pain.
“And furthermore, if you have any issues with my sexuality, you’d do well to keep it to yourself. Because I [i will] kill you.”
“Yes, yes, okay!” “Yes, [i master.]” she hissed.
She let go, casually standing and shooting a glance at the door, where a bewildered Joseph Glister had just finished talking to his adoptive son.
“Now that you know the difference between you and me, would you like to try again?” she said, sitting back down at the table and turning her attention back to the TV.
Nerre slowly got to his feet, rolling the pain out of his shoulder.
“… So what did you want to tell me?”
“Don’t concern yourself with revenge. Something much larger is coming.”
Atlas awoke in his bed. The room was dark. He sat up straight and sighed. Once he stood up the blackout curtains rose up and a voice spoke
[+blue [b "Good morning Atlas. Today is Lyon 12th, year 1885. Would you like the news?"]]
"Yes." Atlas said. He walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee that was already brewed.
[+blue [b "There was an explosion at the General Hospital in North Phoenix Town. 14 dead, 40 injured. Would you like more news or weather?"]]
[+blue [b "The weather is a crisp 70 degrees with a chance of rain in the evening throughout the night. Would you like a 10 day forecast?"]]
"No, shut down."
The voice went into rest mode.
Atlast finished his coffee and left his house. He went to his car parked in his driveway and got in driving off. He rang Nerres phone and left a message; "Hey Nerre, it's me Atlas, look, I haven't heard from Joseph ever since last night. Have you seen or heard from him? If so, please hit me back up. Thanks, bye." Atlas hung up and put his phone away and continued down the road south from his house and towards the General Hospital. His phone buzzed and he answered it. "Nerre?" He asked.
"No, just Ganzu. Listen, you need to come down to the RPOG HQ ASAP. We have info on the mysterious cloaked figure who blew up the magic tower a week ago. This could lead us to their ringleader."
Atlas sighed. "What about the explosion at the hospital?"
"Already have men on that job...Listen, I also have something else to tell you but I can't over the phone. It is very important so please come here ASAP." Ganzu hung up.
Atlas just put his phone away and turned left and drove towards the RPOG HQ
Corpusraptor rubbed her eyes as the sound of her alarm clock stabbed her ears. The phone call from the night before, along with bad dreams had left her restless. She slowly crawled out of bed, and immediately checked her numerous work phones and burn phones for updates and emergencies. Noticing several, she hastily took a hot shower and got dressed, donning a white button down shirt, tie, and black jacket. Though Corpusraptor was moving about quickly, she wasn't fully awake.
It wasn't long before her breakfast and morning paper were brought in, along with a fresh cigar, and black coffee. The mob boss slowly ate her breakfast, and as she looked down at the paper, a slight smirk spread across her face.
[#131313 [b "I see news of the golem rampage last night has already gotten out, but no mention of the king's death. I suppose RPOG is trying to keep that one under wraps... It'd be a shame if the news got out. There'd be quite a bit of panic."]] Corpusraptor spoke smugly after the hotel staff left. Setting the paper down on the table, the mob boss took a long drag from her cigar and clasped her hands together. [#131313 [b "Quite a panic indeed."]]
She paused for a moment, frowning. [#131313 [b "I suppose the golem has gotten out of control in this time- kind of hard to kill all witnesses when more people keep showing up. I suppose I've made my point fairly clear; if they get any closer to my operation, I can always have them assassinated more... professionally. In the meantime... I think the golem's rampage should come to an end."]] The mob boss looked through the drawers in her desk until she found a small plastic device with a single antenna and a switch- a custom designed untraceable radio transmitter for use in golems. She flipped the switch to the "on" position for about five seconds, then switched it back "off".
Meanwhile downtown, the flesh golem was busy tearing doctors and patients in the General Hospital into gory pieces while RPOG officers continued their futile attempts to stop the golem.
The radio signal broadcasted to the golem, and was received by a hidden receiver implanted inside the golem's torso, which itself was hooked up to a device hidden inside the golem; military grade high explosives. Mid attack, the golem stopped for a split second, before a large, thunderous explosion roared through the hospital, taking out a third of the building in the process.
[#ef2a2a [b "This just in; a large explosion has gone off at the Phoenix Town General Hospital. It is believed to be connected to the flesh golem rampage from last night. It is not yet known how many are dead or injured in the blast. For those of you just tuning in, I repeat, a large explosion has gone off at the Phoenix Town General Hospital..."]] the television droned in Corpusraptor's penthouse. A thin, sickly smile spread across her face, as this confirmed her shutdown successful.
[#131313 [b "I may have to donate some money to the hospital. After all, the public seems to eat that right up."]] the mob boss grinned, taking another drag from her cigar.
Nerre hit the brakes hard as he bore witness to the scene of carnage unfolding outside the RPOG headquarters. The flesh golem, riddled with bullet holes, staggered from one gaping wound in the RPOG headquarters to the other, snatching at anyone unfortunate enough to be within reach. The ground outside was slick with dark red, littered with the mangled bodies of staff and officers alike.
"Why won't you die?" Nerre muttered to himself, activating the manual controls of his sedan.
"Warning. Disabling safety systems could lead to potentially fatal accidents. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Do it!" He yelled, slamming his foot down on the accelerator and preparing for pain. The black sedan's wheels spun, kicking up smoke and dust as it accelerated rapidly towards the wounded beast.
The golem spun on its heels at the exact moment Nerre's car slammed into it, bundling both into the concrete of the building and pinning it to the wall. Weakened, the creature tried to lift the car off itself, but its awkward positioning had left it flailing wildly to get a grip.
Dazed, Nerre struggled to compose himself, fumbling for the door handle. For what felt like an eternity, he fumbled blindly as the golem smashed its giant fist into the sedan's bonnet. Finally, the shaken doctor found the mechanism and forced himself out of the vehicle, untangling himself from the seatbelt. He wiped the blood from his nose and staggered towards a hole in the wall, occupied by an overturned car and an unconscious Joseph Glister.
"...Maestro. Maestro, wake up!" he urged with what little he could muster, reaching to shake the old man by his shoulders. There was no mistaking the awkward fashion his arm hung from the socket, however; broken.
"Shit. Sorry, Maestro," Nerre muttered, wiping his bloodied nose and hoisting the old man over his shoulders. He needed to get them both to safety, before the hulking brute freed itself. He turned towards the exit and immediately paused as the severely damaged bonnet of his car spun past them jamming itself into the wall next to Nerre's midsection.
"Guess we're taking the scenic route, Maestro. " Nerre spun on his heels and proceeded deeper into the building. Moments later, the monster, with a great heave, prised itself free from the cumbersome vehicle, and began to limp after its prey.
A beeping sound came from the cloaked mans coat. He quickly threw it off and jumped out of the way as a bullet came whizzing past him. The now uncloaked man stood up; He was about 6'1 with Caucasian skin and long black hair and a full beard. "That wasn't very nice." The man tried to scan the area for the sniper but he failed. He ran back towards his jacket as the enemy shot again but this time hitting the man in the shoulder.
[h3 [b [i [center Alan Guslings Mansion - Living Room]]]]
"Mr. Gusling Sir, it appears we are having a bit of malfunction outside...An unwanted pest has entered the courtyard." Alan Guslings butler, Raymond told him.
Alan just kept a blank expression as he sipped on his wine. "Let him in."
"But Sir! This man is a killer." Raymond replied.
Alan turned to look at his butler. "Aren't we all?"
Raymond sighed and walked towards the foyer and then the entrance. He opened the big double doors and walked out to the courtyard. "Stop the fire. Let the man come in." Raymond said to the sniper on the radio.
The man walked up towards the mansion and the butler led him inside.
Alan Gusling himself walked into the foyer and smirked. "Look who it is...I knew my time was gonna come sooner or later...James is it? Why not have a glass of Gielnors finest wine? Straight from old Gielnors capital; Gaelis" He poured James a glass of wine and handed it to him.
James smelt the wine and chuckled. "I'm from Gaelis and this smells like shit." He threw the glass up in the air and most of the guards looked up before he grabbed a fistful of throwing knives that had a white colored gem which blinked [b ]. He threw the knives at the guards ahead of him which emitted a big smoke cloud.
Alan started to cough and scan the area around him which was nothing but smoke.
James went to work fast on the guards and killed most of them in the foyer. The smoke dissipated and he looked over at Alan before more guards stormed the mansion. "Dammit!" James ran into the room to his left to avoid the barrage of gunfire.
A guard pulled a pin off of a electric grenade. He threw it into the room and it exploded.
James dealt with the agonizing electrical shock that he was receiving and still kept to his hiding place.
"Go in there and get him! I don't hire you morons to stand there!" Alan said.
The guards stormed the room and then all of a sudden the lights went out...It was pitch black except for the 4 blinking red lights that appeared. They were thrown towards the guards location and then they exploded.
The room blew and a small left side of the mansion blew apart as fire erupted outside and inside the room. Several mutilated guards lay everywhere.
James stepped out and confronted Alan again. "Hello Alan, now where were we? Oh yeah, I was sent here to eliminate you. RPOG didn't send me, the Amarthene Police didn't send me, the Nernian House of Kings didn't send me either. I work for a higher order and you have been found guilty of exploiting children to a evil cult known as The Arc as well as sacrificing several kids and adults."
"Listen, we all know those people are going to be our new leaders soon! You cannot stop The Arc! Look at me, I have it all! Wanna know why? Because being a supporter of The Arc has it's benefits!" Alan said.
James sighed and pulled out his pistol. "Listen, it's nothing personal...It's what I do, it's how I make a quick buck so..." He pulled the trigger as Alan fell backwards and hit the ground with a loud [i THUD]. James wiped the blood off his pistol and then grabbed Alans ID card as proof. He walked out the door and disappeared before the sniper got wind of him.
As Corpusraptor was about to doze off to sleep, her phone rang, startling the mob boss awake. Angrily, she frantically reached for her phone, her petite form writhing around. Once she finally came to, a gruff voice answered.
[b [#4ca1a1 "Boss! There is an important guest at Alan Gusling's vacation home. I know the standard greeting procedure, but this guest is [i especially] important. Shall I break out the expensive wines?"]]
Corpusraptor understood the code. Because the person speaking, one of Corpusraptor's employees, did not own an untraceable phone, and was in a busy location, the code was to ensure that anyone wiretapping the call, or listening to the conversation by mere proximity, would not have reason to worry upon hearing the message. But the true meaning got through to Corpusraptor immediately.
An unidentified person was approaching the home of a protected client, but was still in the distance, and the mercenary was asking for permission to engage with sniper rifle.
[b [#131313 "Of course. The Velditi 247 should do nicely."]] Corpusraptor said, pursing her lips. She had just given the command to engage, using magically charged ammunition.
Corpusraptor then slowly walked to the kitchen of her penthouse. It was large and grand, like the rest of the building, but Corpusraptor was too tired and stressed to appreciate the grandiosity of it. From a wine rack, the little mob boss grabbed a bottle of Velditi 247, and poured a large glass to the brim. The expensive and well aged red wine poured out like a restless ocean current. The shapeshifter downed the glass, then promptly returned to bed.