Gielnors Last Stand - The Future

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It had been days since the attack on the magic tower. Since then, Corpusraptor had been siphoning off large quantities of magic from the tower and using it to create a new product to sell to masses. Already the new product was appearing on the streets; people desperate for more magic were buying it up. During the severe outages, there were many desperate, not realizing that the product was a direct result of the outages. Nobody was really sure who the suppliers of this product were, as there were no records and an extensive network of middle men. This brought the little mob boss extensive quantities of holocoins, more than Limelight ever did. Still, the sale of Limelight continued to increase, as people stressed from the latest incidents sought out a means to deal with it.

Corpusraptor sat in her penthouse, counting the money flowing into her several bank accounts, while smoking a cigar. She smiled, the official story for the continued blackouts was "extensive damage to the magic tower caused by widespread explosions". The sabotage hadn't been discovered, at least not yet. And if it was... those who discovered it wouldn't be in a position to speak about it.

While counting up the incoming money, Corpusraptor received an email. She looked over the message, and frowned.

[i To Dr. Sarah White,

My name is Dr. Nerre Kiwanuka, I am a lecturer and researcher at the University of Phoenix Town. I’d like to discuss some things with you regarding your recent collaboration with Euphoria Labs. I have some information that may be incredibly useful to you. Perhaps we could meet over coffee? Call me.

PS. No more golems. Please?]

Corpusraptor chucked the phone across the room in rage. Not only did the witness survive, they had her by the neck. Dr. Kiwanuka was close to unveiling Corpusraptor's operations, and hence, uncovering her true identity.

After taking a few deep breaths, and a long drag from her cigar, Corpusraptor began making some important calls.

[b [#131313 "Shut it down. Shut it all down. Someone is getting far too close to our operations. We'll have to move it somewhere else. Lay off some people if needed. Doctor the records, make it appear that Euphoria Labs was bleeding money before the Incident."]] the mob boss said.

After several calls, Corpusraptor was finally ready to address Dr. Kiwanuka. Rather than making a phone call, Corpusraptor took out one of her many burner phones. This phone had never before been used. The little mob boss uploaded several photos to the phone; photos of a student at the University who died recently; photos from her funeral. Corpusraptor sent the photos to Dr. Kiwanuka, then immediately smashed the phone to pieces afterwords, and disposed of it.

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Characters
[#131313 #131313] = Corpusraptor
[#bf1111 #bf1111] = Dr. Fanswick (Deceased)
[#34af92 #34af92] = Hired Mercenary (Deceased)
[#17a1a9 #17a1a9] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 1
[#2c93af #2c93af] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 2
[#a3a3a3 #a3a3a3] = Dr. Sarah White
[#708499 #708499] = RPOG Officer 1 (Deceased)
[#4682b4 #4682b4] = RPOG Officer 2
[#41699a #41699a] = RPOG Officer 3
[#4ca1a1 #4ca1a1] = Protection Racket Sniper
[#ef2a2a #ef2a2a] = News Anchor
[#ff0101 #ff0101] = Irving???
[#2f5482 #2f5482] = RPOG Officer 4
  Corpusraptor / ShadowOfSkills / 291d 1h 28m 31s
Nerre had waited a couple of days before going back to his office. Hiding his long white hair under a garish purple baseball cap and clad entirely in nondescript faux streetwear provided to him by the RPOG, he felt like a plainclothes officer - in a way, he supposed he was one - had he not run into Joseph that night, he would most certainly be camped out at some girl’s house many miles away from Phoenix Town, pacing around in circles and panicking about his current situation. Atlas had mostly kept him in the dark about the rapidly escalating crisis, likely for his own protection. But Nerre was not one for sitting on the sidelines while the government did the work. It was a bitingly cold night and the low-quality fabric of his hooded jacket did him no favours. Nerre picked up his pace as he drew closer to an brick wall that marked the delineation between Phoenix Town University and Desto Park. He paused against the wall, glancing quickly from one side to another to make sure he wasn’t being followed. When he felt relatively assured that the coast was clear, he turned, vaulting the fence and crashing down less than elegantly into a flower patch that he himself had planted a few months prior. Nerre lowered his cap and made for the fire exit of the Agriculture department building. He placed his hand against the handle’s cold metal, knowing that while it was an alarmed door, the system had been long broken and that the maintenance team were overworked and thinly staffed. He let out a little puff of air and pushed down, swinging the door open.

Grateful for the overwhelming silence coming from inside, he stepped in, casting a quick incantation with a few flicks of his wrist and summoning a small ball of white light to hover beside him. This was just about the only magic Nerre knew. It was a point of insecurity for him - a decorated and respected young scientist, talented martial artist and known womaniser who was completely inept with the magical arts. All he had to show for it was a cute parlour trick.

Nerre arrived in his office and grunted to himself. Evidently, someone had been in here. Certainly, attempts had been made to disguise the fact, but Nerre’s little traps alerted him to what he needed to know - the pencil he left on the mouse mat had been replaced neatly in a pot of identical ones - the casters on his chair were now facing towards the computer, and not the window. He sighed, sitting down and logging in to his computer. He opened his work email and scrolled disinterestedly through scores of dull work emails. Research papers due in, students requesting deadline extensions, all mundane and usual. He scrolled until he found what he was looking for.

[i RE: Shopping list for agricultural biochemistry 6/14]

He opened the innocuously titled email and mumbled his way through its contents. This email was, in fact, the lab results of the Limelight sample he’d sent a few days prior. He clicked, his expression lighting up as things started to add up in his head. It appeared that this particular drug found its root in a bizarre new plant previously unknown to him - phenotypically, however, it bore a striking resemblance to Euphoria Labs’ infamous pink plant. He grinned as thoughts of revenge danced through his mind.

He took a deep breath, stretching in his seat, before opening a new email tab.

[i To Dr. Sarah White,]

[i My name is Dr. Nerre Kiwanuka, I am a lecturer and researcher at the University of Phoenix Town. You tried to kill m]

Nerre shook his head. “I don’t know what I’m up against, better not rile her up too much.”

[i My name is Dr. Nerre Kiwanuka, I am a lecturer and researcher at the University of Phoenix Town. I’d like to discuss some things with you regarding your recent collaboration with Euphoria Labs. I have some information that may be incredibly useful to you. Perhaps we could meet over coffee? Call me.]

Nerre punched in a burner number he’d picked up earlier on in the day and moved his cursor towards the send button. 

“Okay, maybe I can rile her up a little.”

[i PS. No more golems. Please?]
  nerre. / Tengu / 296d 8h 7m 22s
Irving quickly left the area as did Kalas. The area.quickly filled with dark purple and.blue smoke as purple energy sparked through the smoke of the tower.

People in the Eastern District stepped out of there immobile vehicles and.looked around. Others stepped out of their homes as well.

Kalas sighed ran his left hand through his hair.

[h3 [b [I [center Phoenix Town Castle]]]]

Mason led the group to the security room. He opened the door and motioned for them to follow.

"We didn't have a chance to investigate the recording but with the RPOG here we can." Mason said. He touched the screen and pressed play.

"So this guy wasn't an ARC member? Then why kill the king?" Ganzu asked.

Mason shook his head. "No idea. This is big though. Bigger than-"

[b "Ganzu!"] Kalas' voice sparked to life through the speaker of Ganzus talkie.

Ganzu clicked the talkies button. "What is it?"

"The Eastern MT has been compromised!" Kalas replied. "There were two
Irvings! They both left but I'm okay. We already have Disaster Relief flying in. Good luck Sir."

Ganzu nodded and looked at Mason. "We inform the public tomorrow and tell them either an ARC member or imposter killed their beloved king."

Mason sighed. "Very well then. In the meantime we'll get the area cleaned up and try to reach out to Princess Sapphire. I.highly.doubt she wants the role as queen though."
  Physica - God of Physics / HEAD ES PROGRAMMER / Vossler / 324d 9h 40m 14s
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."]]

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Characters
[#131313 #131313] = Corpusraptor
[#bf1111 #bf1111] = Dr. Fanswick (Deceased)
[#34af92 #34af92] = Hired Mercenary (Deceased)
[#17a1a9 #17a1a9] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 1
[#2c93af #2c93af] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 2
[#a3a3a3 #a3a3a3] = Dr. Sarah White
[#708499 #708499] = RPOG Officer 1 (Deceased)
[#4682b4 #4682b4] = RPOG Officer 2
[#41699a #41699a] = RPOG Officer 3
[#4ca1a1 #4ca1a1] = Protection Racket Sniper
[#ef2a2a #ef2a2a] = News Anchor
[#ff0101 #ff0101] = Irving???
[#2f5482 #2f5482] = RPOG Officer 4
  Corpusraptor / ShadowOfSkills / 337d 4h 30m 33s
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.

Mason nodded again. "Indeed it does."

"Excellent." Ganzu replied.
  Arcanus Arcanum / HEAD ES PROGRAMMER / Vossler / 1y 10d 23h 16m 4s
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!"]]

All was going according to plan indeed.

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Characters
[#131313 #131313] = Corpusraptor
[#bf1111 #bf1111] = Dr. Fanswick (Deceased)
[#34af92 #34af92] = Hired Mercenary (Deceased)
[#17a1a9 #17a1a9] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 1
[#2c93af #2c93af] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 2
[#a3a3a3 #a3a3a3] = Dr. Sarah White
[#708499 #708499] = RPOG Officer 1 (Deceased)
[#4682b4 #4682b4] = RPOG Officer 2
[#41699a #41699a] = RPOG Officer 3
[#4ca1a1 #4ca1a1] = Protection Racket Sniper
[#ef2a2a #ef2a2a] = News Anchor
[#ff0101 #ff0101] = Irving???
[#2f5482 #2f5482] = RPOG Officer 4
  Corpusraptor / ShadowOfSkills / 1y 20d 34m 47s
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?”

Joseph nodded.

“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.”

Nerre cackled.

“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.”

“Oh?”

“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?”

“Nope.”

“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.

“Why?”

“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.
  nerre. / Tengu / 1y 24d 19h 46m 40s
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.
  Arcanus Arcanum / HEAD ES PROGRAMMER / Vossler / 1y 54d 2h 58m 9s
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.

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Characters
[#131313 #131313] = Corpusraptor
[#bf1111 #bf1111] = Dr. Fanswick (Deceased)
[#34af92 #34af92] = Hired Mercenary (Deceased)
[#17a1a9 #17a1a9] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 1
[#2c93af #2c93af] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 2
[#a3a3a3 #a3a3a3] = Dr. Sarah White
[#708499 #708499] = RPOG Officer 1 (Deceased)
[#4682b4 #4682b4] = RPOG Officer 2
[#41699a #41699a] = RPOG Officer 3
[#4ca1a1 #4ca1a1] = Protection Racket Sniper
[#ef2a2a #ef2a2a] = News Anchor
[#ff0101 #ff0101] = Irving???
  Corpusraptor / ShadowOfSkills / 1y 59d 22h 25m 56s
She paused, looking back at the TV.

"Where's the remote?"

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.

"Master."

"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?”

“Good.”

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?”

“You’ll die.”

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.

“Glister.”

“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.”
  nerre. / Tengu / 1y 64d 11m 24s
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."

"Huh."

[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.
  HEAD ES PROGRAMMER / Vossler / 1y 73d 10h 1m 40s
[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.

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[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.

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Characters
[#131313 #131313] = Corpusraptor
[#bf1111 #bf1111] = Dr. Fanswick (Deceased)
[#34af92 #34af92] = Hired Mercenary (Deceased)
[#17a1a9 #17a1a9] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 1
[#2c93af #2c93af] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 2
[#a3a3a3 #a3a3a3] = Dr. Sarah White
[#708499 #708499] = RPOG Officer 1 (Deceased)
[#4682b4 #4682b4] = RPOG Officer 2
[#41699a #41699a] = RPOG Officer 3
[#4ca1a1 #4ca1a1] = Protection Racket Sniper
[#ef2a2a #ef2a2a] = News Anchor
  Corpusraptor / ShadowOfSkills / 1y 102d 55m 3s
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.

"Master?"

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.

"Nerre."

"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."

"Mm."

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.

"No."

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?"

"Hm."

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.

"Master, please."

"Glister was worried about you, he thought I should visit."

"... who's apartment is this?"

She shrugged.

"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.

"Prepare yourself."

"What?"

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.

“Yes, master!”

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.

“I’m sorry.”

“Hm.”

“… So what did you want to tell me?”

“Don’t concern yourself with revenge. Something much larger is coming.”

“I see.”
  nerre. / Tengu / 1y 103d 9h 29m 56s
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?"]]

"Weather please."

[+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
  HEAD ES PROGRAMMER / Vossler / 1y 123d 21h 14m 8s
[b [size16 The Next Morning]]

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".

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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.

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[#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.

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Characters
[#131313 #131313] = Corpusraptor
[#bf1111 #bf1111] = Dr. Fanswick (Deceased)
[#34af92 #34af92] = Hired Mercenary (Deceased)
[#17a1a9 #17a1a9] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 1
[#2c93af #2c93af] = Phoenix Laboratories Security Guard 2
[#a3a3a3 #a3a3a3] = Dr. Sarah White
[#708499 #708499] = RPOG Officer 1 (Deceased)
[#4682b4 #4682b4] = RPOG Officer 2
[#41699a #41699a] = RPOG Officer 3
[#4ca1a1 #4ca1a1] = Protection Racket Sniper
[#ef2a2a #ef2a2a] = News Anchor
  Corpusraptor / ShadowOfSkills / 1y 129d 47m 4s
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