Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v3]

[The South Falls]

He didn't laugh, just an ever present smile. "Alright, Jenny. I'm Captain Mathias Kanston. Pleased to meet you.

Ahh, the pleasure is all mine as well! You know, you have such a brightening smile, Cpt. Mathias. It can certainly lighten someone's day!
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

He smiled, with his teeth. Running out of compliments, he replied. "Thanks, I like your hair. It brightens my day."

[Valentine Z]

He smiled, with his teeth. Running out of compliments, he replied. "Thanks, I like your hair. It brightens my day."

She touches her hair gently with her palm, smiling a little.

Aw, why thank you! I get that quite a fair bit, I admit.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

[The South Falls]

He smiled, with his teeth. Running out of compliments, he replied. "Thanks, I like your hair. It brightens my day."

She touches her hair gently with her palm, smiling a little.

Aw, why thank you! I get that quite a fair bit, I admit.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

Mathias kept down his redeeming cheeks. "I bet you did. What do you like to drink? It's on me." He continued to flash his smile.

[Low bloods]

"Maybe I should take a day off?" Vixen hops over the counter.

A shadow creature takes his place

Others were doing as they usually do.

[Valentine Z]

Mathias kept down his redeeming cheeks. "I bet you did. What do you like to drink? It's on me." He continued to flash his smile.

Hmm... some sake would be nice. I know, I know, it sounds stereotypical, but I sincerely would love it.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

[The South Falls]

Mathias kept down his redeeming cheeks. "I bet you did. What do you like to drink? It's on me." He continued to flash his smile.

Hmm... some sake would be nice. I know, I know, it sounds stereotypical, but I sincerely would love it.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

Mathias laughed, slightly. "Stereotypes are just that, stereotypes." He asked for some sake, and put down N$D 5. "So, what do you like to do? I just like to bake. And sew."

[Valentine Z]

Mathias laughed, slightly. "Stereotypes are just that, stereotypes." He asked for some sake, and put down N$D 5. "So, what do you like to do? I just like to bake. And sew."

Hm hm, thank you! Well, I am a white hat hacker, so I would hack and exploit the programs and systems in Valentine Z to test their integrity. So far, Clarissa has proven to be quite a tough one to crack. Her architecture is just... too complicated for our own systems. Other than that, I also love to play dress-up. Nothing too weird or explicit, I usually love formal wear.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

[The South Falls]

Mathias laughed, slightly. "Stereotypes are just that, stereotypes." He asked for some sake, and put down N$D 5. "So, what do you like to do? I just like to bake. And sew."

Hm hm, thank you! Well, I am a white hat hacker, so I would hack and exploit the programs and systems in Valentine Z to test their integrity. So far, Clarissa has proven to be quite a tough one to crack. Her architecture is just... too complicated for our own systems. Other than that, I also love to play dress-up. Nothing too weird or explicit, I usually love formal wear.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

He gave a further smile, detecting common interests. "I keep the books when I'm not fighting. I rely on hackers like you to test if our system is stackable. Clarissa is one tough cookie, that one. Hard to crack. Anyway, I also play dress up. Just suits and things. Once in a while I act in a play or two." He drank his cocktail.

[Valentine Z]

He gave a further smile, detecting common interests. "I keep the books when I'm not fighting. I rely on hackers like you to test if our system is stackable. Clarissa is one tough cookie, that one. Hard to crack. Anyway, I also play dress up. Just suits and things. Once in a while I act in a play or two." He drank his cocktail.

Ahh, I see... so when did you have the opportunity to test on our dear Clarissa? I know the girl is cheerful and all, but she is a little protective with her system.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

[The South Falls]

He gave a further smile, detecting common interests. "I keep the books when I'm not fighting. I rely on hackers like you to test if our system is stackable. Clarissa is one tough cookie, that one. Hard to crack. Anyway, I also play dress up. Just suits and things. Once in a while I act in a play or two." He drank his cocktail.

Ahh, I see... so when did you have the opportunity to test on our dear Clarissa? I know the girl is cheerful and all, but she is a little protective with her system.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

He shrugged. "I never tested. She just looks hard to crack. She's also got all the guns in her. I'd bet she'd be protective with her system. Many would give a lot to crack that system."

[Teutonican Empire]

Noel entered with his usual battle armor attire and equipment, with his usual guard of Enzo and Adele. He looked around the bargoers.

(Fitting music) A cyborg, who seemingly was mechanical from the neck down, entered shortly after them. He had a white-lilac helmet with an eye implant, leaving one red human eye. He wore a similar suit of armor to Noel, but it seemed to be physically a part of him. One on rib was the Teutonican coat of arms and on the other was the logo of Noel's army, the Red Force. He was armed with a blaster-gauntlet like Noel (seemingly a larger one though) and had an energy sword sheathed at his hip, the blade deactivated so that it could be essentially holstered.

[New Castillan Empire]

"Well, on the field, we musketeers, or arquebusiers as we are fancily called, don't typically use clubs, much rather issued falchions." Jose said, handing ehr the musket and pulling out a lightsaber-machete.

Akas marveled at the shining machete. "Well, that's amazing. I thought lightsabers were just fiction, to be honest." She held the musket and turned it over some more. "We fired something like this in antique weapons training, but we never had one like this..." She turned the gun over and over in her hands.

"Yup. This thing fires a meat

”Yeah! It is Japanese! I was from a place which used names like that! It’s not my real name, though. But that’s secret! I like this name, anyway!”

OOC: True. Gikochinai was supposed to be cyan but the default is too bright for light theme, so...yeah.

(Ahh, I used Dark Theme. Will explain the bright yellow on some of my factbooks.)

Ooh, secret code names! It is typical for me and Jolyn, haha! We do some espionage missions, though... some covers blown because of our height!
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

"So we're tailing this low-life mafia puto for an hour, when stops by this corner store in the hooligan district, but before he can go in, Fernando says 'Well, amigo, we better nab this guy faster than a rabbit in heat on a fur pillow!" And I really couldnt've agreed more at that moment."
Jose said, chuckling a little.
"So then I get out, pull out a 2x4 from the car boot and start pummeling this poor pendejo like a pinata!" He said, standing up and pretending to wave around an invisible club.
"And I know I've already told this one before, but hey, new audience, little material!"

Ouch! Well, we Valentians would do something non-violent, but hey, I guess it's better to be safe for you guys. Also, did you CLUB with him later?
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

(Give it up for Post 343! 7³ = 343, Bungie!)

"No, we clubbed him with the 2x4. Poor guy got his front teeth misaglined because of it and now, in prison, he holds the nickname "Marco "The Easter Bunny" Barceló." Jose chuckled at the funny title.

"Well, it's been nice telling these stories. Really helps with trying to forget the sight Sabrina pulled up in that bathroom., because after that, I can safely say I know what the Queen's little bearded clam looks like..."

"Hey, I told you what was in there, you didn't have to look." Sabrina said, Juan's face warming up her bare feet as she laid them there whilst he calmly sat down, with the odd moan which made Sabrina both cringe and get a bit of joy.

[The South Falls]

Noel entered with his usual battle armor attire and equipment, with his usual guard of Enzo and Adele. He looked around the bargoers.

(Fitting music) A cyborg, who seemingly was mechanical from the neck down, entered shortly after them. He had a white-lilac helmet with an eye implant, leaving one red human eye. He wore a similar suit of armor to Noel, but it seemed to be physically a part of him. One on rib was the Teutonican coat of arms and on the other was the logo of Noel's army, the Red Force. He was armed with a blaster-gauntlet like Noel (seemingly a larger one though) and had an energy sword sheathed at his hip, the blade deactivated so that it could be essentially holstered.

This cyborg still had a face. While obscured by the helmet, the face was still that of a frail man. He had South Fallsian features. He had an angular face, medium-sized eyes, a slightly protruding nose, and thin lips. Not used to this new body, he clunked oddly around the bar. However, with his speed, strength, and reflexes increased, he got past the clunkiness quickly. Beginning to walk around like a natural in his new armor, he noticed his increased ability to take in things. He fingered the sword in his holster, taking in the architecture that went into the blade. It was better than his old knives. His armor was better than his superstructure had been before. Better than before. That's who he was. His blaster was better than his old gun. His name was MacIntosh Sanders-Hardiman, and he now belonged to the red force.

May turned over to Hardiman. "Look, Mac. Your leave is up in a day, and you need to get home. I'll make sure you see a doctor for those vibrations of yours." She turned to look at his armor. "Oh, yeah, you should probably take your costume off. I know you're friends with Noel, but you really should stop trying to emulate him." He turned, and with a sly look, he stuttered to her. "I b-belong to the Red Force now. I renounce all connection to the South Fallsian Army." May put her head in her hands, and turned to Noel. "What the hell did you do to this man?"

Akas marveled at the shining machete. "Well, that's amazing. I thought lightsabers were just fiction, to be honest." She held the musket and turned it over some more. "We fired something like this in antique weapons training, but we never had one like this..." She turned the gun over and over in her hands.

"Yup. This thing fires a meat

(Ahh, I used Dark Theme. Will explain the bright yellow on some of my factbooks.)

Ooh, secret code names! It is typical for me and Jolyn, haha! We do some espionage missions, though... some covers blown because of our height!
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance



Ouch! Well, we Valentians would do something non-violent, but hey, I guess it's better to be safe for you guys. Also, did you CLUB with him later?
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

(Give it up for Post 343! 7³ = 343, Bungie!)

"No, we clubbed him with the 2x4. Poor guy got his front teeth misaglined because of it and now, in prison, he holds the nickname "Marco "The Easter Bunny" Barceló." Jose chuckled at the funny title.

"Well, it's been nice telling these stories. Really helps with trying to forget the sight Sabrina pulled up in that bathroom., because after that, I can safely say I know what the Queen's little bearded clam looks like..."

"Hey, I told you what was in there, you didn't have to look." Sabrina said, Juan's face warming up her bare feet as she laid them there whilst he calmly sat down, with the odd moan which made Sabrina both cringe and get a bit of joy.

Akas put her hand on Sabrina's soldier. "Eye bleach is always useful, my friends." She laughed.

[New Castillan Empire]

Noel entered with his usual battle armor attire and equipment, with his usual guard of Enzo and Adele. He looked around the bargoers.

(Fitting music) A cyborg, who seemingly was mechanical from the neck down, entered shortly after them. He had a white-lilac helmet with an eye implant, leaving one red human eye. He wore a similar suit of armor to Noel, but it seemed to be physically a part of him. One on rib was the Teutonican coat of arms and on the other was the logo of Noel's army, the Red Force. He was armed with a blaster-gauntlet like Noel (seemingly a larger one though) and had an energy sword sheathed at his hip, the blade deactivated so that it could be essentially holstered.

This cyborg still had a face. While obscured by the helmet, the face was still that of a frail man. He had South Fallsian features. He had an angular face, medium-sized eyes, a slightly protruding nose, and thin lips. Not used to this new body, he clunked oddly around the bar. However, with his speed, strength, and reflexes increased, he got past the clunkiness quickly. Beginning to walk around like a natural in his new armor, he noticed his increased ability to take in things. He fingered the sword in his holster, taking in the architecture that went into the blade. It was better than his old knives. His armor was better than his superstructure had been before. Better than before. That's who he was. His blaster was better than his old gun. His name was MacIntosh Sanders-Hardiman, and he now belonged to the red force.

May turned over to Hardiman. "Look, Mac. Your leave is up in a day, and you need to get home. I'll make sure you see a doctor for those vibrations of yours." She turned to look at his armor. "Oh, yeah, you should probably take your costume off. I know you're friends with Noel, but you really should stop trying to emulate him." He turned, and with a sly look, he stuttered to her. "I b-belong to the Red Force now. I renounce all connection to the South Fallsian Army." May put her head in her hands, and turned to Noel. "What the hell did you do to this man?"

"Ouch, betrayal... God, it reminds me of the time this one guy back in high school dumped the most sensitive chick in class because her tits were too small. I mean, for God's sake, she already had a rack that could probably stop bullets if she wanted it to! She was crying for loooong time, dios mio..." Sabrina recalled

[New Castillan Empire]

Noel entered with his usual battle armor attire and equipment, with his usual guard of Enzo and Adele. He looked around the bargoers.

(Fitting music) A cyborg, who seemingly was mechanical from the neck down, entered shortly after them. He had a white-lilac helmet with an eye implant, leaving one red human eye. He wore a similar suit of armor to Noel, but it seemed to be physically a part of him. One on rib was the Teutonican coat of arms and on the other was the logo of Noel's army, the Red Force. He was armed with a blaster-gauntlet like Noel (seemingly a larger one though) and had an energy sword sheathed at his hip, the blade deactivated so that it could be essentially holstered.

This cyborg still had a face. While obscured by the helmet, the face was still that of a frail man. He had South Fallsian features. He had an angular face, medium-sized eyes, a slightly protruding nose, and thin lips. Not used to this new body, he clunked oddly around the bar. However, with his speed, strength, and reflexes increased, he got past the clunkiness quickly. Beginning to walk around like a natural in his new armor, he noticed his increased ability to take in things. He fingered the sword in his holster, taking in the architecture that went into the blade. It was better than his old knives. His armor was better than his superstructure had been before. Better than before. That's who he was. His blaster was better than his old gun. His name was MacIntosh Sanders-Hardiman, and he now belonged to the red force.

May turned over to Hardiman. "Look, Mac. Your leave is up in a day, and you need to get home. I'll make sure you see a doctor for those vibrations of yours." She turned to look at his armor. "Oh, yeah, you should probably take your costume off. I know you're friends with Noel, but you really should stop trying to emulate him." He turned, and with a sly look, he stuttered to her. "I b-belong to the Red Force now. I renounce all connection to the South Fallsian Army." May put her head in her hands, and turned to Noel. "What the hell did you do to this man?"

"Yup. This thing fires a meat


"No, we clubbed him with the 2x4. Poor guy got his front teeth misaglined because of it and now, in prison, he holds the nickname "Marco "The Easter Bunny" Barceló." Jose chuckled at the funny title.

"Well, it's been nice telling these stories. Really helps with trying to forget the sight Sabrina pulled up in that bathroom., because after that, I can safely say I know what the Queen's little bearded clam looks like..."

"Hey, I told you what was in there, you didn't have to look." Sabrina said, Juan's face warming up her bare feet as she laid them there whilst he calmly sat down, with the odd moan which made Sabrina both cringe and get a bit of joy.

Akas put her hand on Sabrina's soldier. "Eye bleach is always useful, my friends." She laughed.

"Heh. For some things I've seen in battle, that could help." Sabrina stated

[The South Falls]

This cyborg still had a face. While obscured by the helmet, the face was still that of a frail man. He had South Fallsian features. He had an angular face, medium-sized eyes, a slightly protruding nose, and thin lips. Not used to this new body, he clunked oddly around the bar. However, with his speed, strength, and reflexes increased, he got past the clunkiness quickly. Beginning to walk around like a natural in his new armor, he noticed his increased ability to take in things. He fingered the sword in his holster, taking in the architecture that went into the blade. It was better than his old knives. His armor was better than his superstructure had been before. Better than before. That's who he was. His blaster was better than his old gun. His name was MacIntosh Sanders-Hardiman, and he now belonged to the red force.

May turned over to Hardiman. "Look, Mac. Your leave is up in a day, and you need to get home. I'll make sure you see a doctor for those vibrations of yours." She turned to look at his armor. "Oh, yeah, you should probably take your costume off. I know you're friends with Noel, but you really should stop trying to emulate him." He turned, and with a sly look, he stuttered to her. "I b-belong to the Red Force now. I renounce all connection to the South Fallsian Army." May put her head in her hands, and turned to Noel. "What the hell did you do to this man?"

"Ouch, betrayal... God, it reminds me of the time this one guy back in high school dumped the most sensitive chick in class because her tits were too small. I mean, for God's sake, she already had a rack that could probably stop bullets if she wanted it to! She was crying for loooong time, dios mio..." Sabrina recalled

May sighed, not liking the comparison. She sat in a chair, trying to process the desertion of one of her guards. "Sabrina, look. That's different. That's a mean and a stupid thing to do. This is a crime. Here's our problem. I'm a Colonel. I'm one rank away from being able to place you under military arrest personally. Once the brigadier hears about this, they send the bounty hunters. Those people are ruthless. I don't want him to have to suffer their tortures."

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

[New Castillan Empire]

"Ouch, betrayal... God, it reminds me of the time this one guy back in high school dumped the most sensitive chick in class because her tits were too small. I mean, for God's sake, she already had a rack that could probably stop bullets if she wanted it to! She was crying for loooong time, dios mio..." Sabrina recalled

May sighed, not liking the comparison. She sat in a chair, trying to process the desertion of one of her guards. "Sabrina, look. That's different. That's a mean and a stupid thing to do. This is a crime. Here's our problem. I'm a Colonel. I'm one rank away from being able to place you under military arrest personally. Once the brigadier hears about this, they send the bounty hunters. Those people are ruthless. I don't want him to have to suffer their tortures."

"Oh. Sorry... A bit of an error on my behalf." Sabrina noted. "I should've known it was a bit more serious."

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

"Well, mierda. He's back." Jaul commented. "And this time, since he's a ghost, we can't hurt him."

[Low bloods]

"Ouch, betrayal... God, it reminds me of the time this one guy back in high school dumped the most sensitive chick in class because her tits were too small. I mean, for God's sake, she already had a rack that could probably stop bullets if she wanted it to! She was crying for loooong time, dios mio..." Sabrina recalled

May sighed, not liking the comparison. She sat in a chair, trying to process the desertion of one of her guards. "Sabrina, look. That's different. That's a mean and a stupid thing to do. This is a crime. Here's our problem. I'm a Colonel. I'm one rank away from being able to place you under military arrest personally. Once the brigadier hears about this, they send the bounty hunters. Those people are ruthless. I don't want him to have to suffer their tortures."

"The fellow just wants help, and saw a easy way to get it, and finally took the opportunity. Do you blame him?" The knight shook his head "Sure if it were me I wouldn't have taken on offer from the circus clowns, but hey, it is what it is."

[Teutonican Empire]

This cyborg still had a face. While obscured by the helmet, the face was still that of a frail man. He had South Fallsian features. He had an angular face, medium-sized eyes, a slightly protruding nose, and thin lips. Not used to this new body, he clunked oddly around the bar. However, with his speed, strength, and reflexes increased, he got past the clunkiness quickly. Beginning to walk around like a natural in his new armor, he noticed his increased ability to take in things. He fingered the sword in his holster, taking in the architecture that went into the blade. It was better than his old knives. His armor was better than his superstructure had been before. Better than before. That's who he was. His blaster was better than his old gun. His name was MacIntosh Sanders-Hardiman, and he now belonged to the red force.

May turned over to Hardiman. "Look, Mac. Your leave is up in a day, and you need to get home. I'll make sure you see a doctor for those vibrations of yours." She turned to look at his armor. "Oh, yeah, you should probably take your costume off. I know you're friends with Noel, but you really should stop trying to emulate him." He turned, and with a sly look, he stuttered to her. "I b-belong to the Red Force now. I renounce all connection to the South Fallsian Army." May put her head in her hands, and turned to Noel. "What the hell did you do to this man?"

"What do you think I did? I replaced his old crummy South Fallsian bionics and replaced them with good ones. No need to be bitter, May, as Mr. Hardiman here has gone to a better place." Noel said, grinning as he compared the Teutonican Empire to paradise. He turned to Hardiman. "We really need to fix that stutter of yours soon. No matter, I see you're getting used to the increase in height and stature well, so a bit of voice modification won't hurt."

[The South Falls]

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

May turned to Pieter and sat down in a chair next to him. She just stared at him, his new form. She looked down, ashamed of herself, and her terrible conduct. "Look... I'm... s-s-s." She tried to mouth sorry, but she couldn't.

[Low bloods]

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

"I called it!" The knight slams his fist on a table. "Listen man, sorry I couldn't defend you, I honestly would have rather they took you to prison before getting brutalized."

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

May turned to Pieter and sat down in a chair next to him. She just stared at him, his new form. She looked down, ashamed of herself, and her terrible conduct. "Look... I'm... s-s-s." She tried to mouth sorry, but she couldn't.

Just about everyone had eyes on her.

[Valentine Z]

He shrugged. "I never tested. She just looks hard to crack. She's also got all the guns in her. I'd bet she'd be protective with her system. Many would give a lot to crack that system."

Well, I wouldn't try that... Unless she gave you the permission, forcingly hacking her would net you a thousand bullets from her.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

Ahh, a ghost... wait... what happened to you? Wait, did you killed by the lot here?
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

"No, we clubbed him with the 2x4. Poor guy got his front teeth misaglined because of it and now, in prison, he holds the nickname "Marco "The Easter Bunny" Barceló." Jose chuckled at the funny title.

"Well, it's been nice telling these stories. Really helps with trying to forget the sight Sabrina pulled up in that bathroom., because after that, I can safely say I know what the Queen's little bearded clam looks like..."

"Hey, I told you what was in there, you didn't have to look." Sabrina said, Juan's face warming up her bare feet as she laid them there whilst he calmly sat down, with the odd moan which made Sabrina both cringe and get a bit of joy.

Heh, sounds pretty interesting for me to be around there! Sounds dangerous, but hey, a little adventure can't hurt!
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

May turned to Pieter and sat down in a chair next to him. She just stared at him, his new form. She looked down, ashamed of herself, and her terrible conduct. "Look... I'm... s-s-s." She tried to mouth sorry, but she couldn't.

"It's okay. It was ultimately justice for all the horror I had put upon them. And I know this sounds a bit out of character, but I've found absolute shame in what I've gone and done, leading what I thought was a master race. And I thought I could excuse them all because they were different from me, because I thought they were unworthy of life and deserved none of it. Instead, what I've done is cause more death and destruction then they have. I've tried to make the minorities look like the monsters, the savages, when really, behind the curtain facade of a developed apartheid nation, a horror show filled with death and destruction was going on.

Gikonichai was lucky because when she had the chance, she got to ordain and let herself be free. The old me was too stubborn to give it up. I had so much, but at what cost?" Pieter speeched in a saddened tone as tears fell down his face.

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

"I called it!" The knight slams his fist on a table. "Listen man, sorry I couldn't defend you, I honestly would have rather they took you to prison before getting brutalized."

May turned to Pieter and sat down in a chair next to him. She just stared at him, his new form. She looked down, ashamed of herself, and her terrible conduct. "Look... I'm... s-s-s." She tried to mouth sorry, but she couldn't.

Just about everyone had eyes on her.

"It's okay. If it wasn't here, it would've been back home-base. Infact, in the other world, the canon one, my assassination is due in 2 hours. Then I'll be gone. Forever. My personal overseer in the underworld said so."

He shrugged. "I never tested. She just looks hard to crack. She's also got all the guns in her. I'd bet she'd be protective with her system. Many would give a lot to crack that system."

Well, I wouldn't try that... Unless she gave you the permission, forcingly hacking her would net you a thousand bullets from her.
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

As their conversation went on, suddenly a white apparition appeared. At first it was like a glowing a white cloud, but soon it shaped into Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, who was a ghost after he had been killed off in the bar. He had just gotten back from making a deal with a figure of the underworld, to be sent back up to see his "comrades" one more time, as well as to see if he can be ordained or forgiven for his horrible crimes.

"Huh." Pieter simply said with a thousand-yard-stare on his face as he sat down in his ghostly form, a hand stroking his own face as ectoplasm tears went down his face.

Ahh, a ghost... wait... what happened to you? Wait, did you killed by the lot here?
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

"No, we clubbed him with the 2x4. Poor guy got his front teeth misaglined because of it and now, in prison, he holds the nickname "Marco "The Easter Bunny" Barceló." Jose chuckled at the funny title.

"Well, it's been nice telling these stories. Really helps with trying to forget the sight Sabrina pulled up in that bathroom., because after that, I can safely say I know what the Queen's little bearded clam looks like..."

"Hey, I told you what was in there, you didn't have to look." Sabrina said, Juan's face warming up her bare feet as she laid them there whilst he calmly sat down, with the odd moan which made Sabrina both cringe and get a bit of joy.

Heh, sounds pretty interesting for me to be around there! Sounds dangerous, but hey, a little adventure can't hurt!
- Intelligence Officer Jenny Claudia Joy Lena Linette Brigetta Marce Tanya Whitney Hoshiko Radiance

"Yes. I was lynched by May and some Zulu rebels, including a young boy who looked no older than 16. I can't blame them, though. I had basically destroyed May's real body and as for the Africans... I don't even want to recall what I saw in those visions I was given."

[Low bloods]

May turned to Pieter and sat down in a chair next to him. She just stared at him, his new form. She looked down, ashamed of herself, and her terrible conduct. "Look... I'm... s-s-s." She tried to mouth sorry, but she couldn't.

"It's okay. It was ultimately justice for all the horror I had put upon them. And I know this sounds a bit out of character, but I've found absolute shame in what I've gone and done, leading what I thought was a master race. And I thought I could excuse them all because they were different from me, because I thought they were unworthy of life and deserved none of it. Instead, what I've done is cause more death and destruction then they have. I've tried to make the minorities look like the monsters, the savages, when really, behind the curtain facade of a developed apartheid nation, a horror show filled with death and destruction was going on.

Gikonichai was lucky because when she had the chance, she got to ordain and let herself be free. The old me was too stubborn to give it up. I had so much, but at what cost?" Pieter speeched in a saddened tone as tears fell down his face.

"I called it!" The knight slams his fist on a table. "Listen man, sorry I couldn't defend you, I honestly would have rather they took you to prison before getting brutalized."

Just about everyone had eyes on her.

"It's okay. If it wasn't here, it would've been back home-base. Infact, in the other world, the canon one, my assassination is due in 2 hours. Then I'll be gone. Forever. My personal overseer in the underworld said so."

"I should probably tell the King of corpses that, he wouldn't believe me. Could probably get some good coin out of that."
He laughs.
"SO, my question is now, what do you feel will happen to your nation, you know, without you in the picture?"