by Flarbinia » Thu Jul 29, 2021 7:40 pm
by Ceystile » Tue Aug 03, 2021 12:43 am
by Flarbinia » Fri Aug 06, 2021 1:15 pm
by Odinburgh » Tue Aug 10, 2021 8:01 am
Flarbinia wrote:"What the fuck? We have him dead to rights and now we can't move a muscle. I know that Cronus is associated with time, but freezin' it is somethin' that only happens in movies, bad TV shows, and my favorite episode of the Twilight Zone." The bodybuilder thought to himself as he helplessly stared at the man he was gonna kill for a giant sundial that wasn't even in the clock tower, his meat cleaver still pointed at his target. Normally, if someone was frozen in time, they wouldn't be able to think or track movement. However, he was a slasher. A monster of human origin who gained powers through means no sane man can comprehend. "He must be loco if he thinks I'm scared or impressed by his parlor tricks. Once I can move again, I'm gonna fill him with lead until I run out of bullets. Then I'll club him like a baby seal and send his remains to the kebab shop for good measure. My brother can easily deal with the widow." The tattooed man with the Uzi thought to himself as he stared at the God of Time, his trigger finger still on the trigger.
by Flarbinia » Tue Aug 10, 2021 9:30 pm
by Odinburgh » Wed Aug 11, 2021 11:15 am
Flarbinia wrote:Three Vampires feasted on one of the customers as they heard footsteps from the bathroom door, causing to stop. They exited the stall and turned around before they began to run towards the employee, their mouths and clothes stained with the blood of their victims. Suddenly, one of the Vampires is sent flying towards the bathroom wall, cracks forming as the back of his skull was crushed by the impact, killing him instantly. The other two immediately turned their attention to a man who, other than sunglasses and a trench coat that looked like they came straight out of the Matrix, looked like anyone you'd see while driving you car, and began to move like Bishops in a game of Chess. "Clever, for fakes gone feral." The stranger said to the Vampires as he extended his hand towards one of them and removing the head from its shoulders, the only thing keepin' it attached to his body bein' its spine. The last one, enraged and vengeful at the demise of his brothers, charged at the man in the trench coat, only for him to be lifted in their air, its neck being twisted. The stranger in the trench coat grabs the employee and heads out of the bathroom, several vans parking outside the grocery store. "What the Hell is goin' on?" Sal, the owner of the grocery store, asked the man in the trench coat. "Agent Forrest. Homeland Security Division 16. Your employee just witnessed three Doomsday cultists anointing a dirty bomb with the blood of my informant and would've been killed if I hadn't stepped in. I'm going to take him in for questioning, after which he will be sent on a one-way trip to Witness Protection." The stranger in the trench coat said to Sal as he flashed a DHS badge, the owner backing off as men in hazmat suits entered the building and headed into the bathroom. After a few minutes, he entered a rental car with the employee. "Congratulations, Alan McDonald. Fresh Off The Boat and you've already stumbled into a brave new world. Sorry for not introducing myself earlier. I am Marcus Forelli and if I wasn't in the same building as you, you'd be dead." The stranger in the trench coat said to the Scotsman as he drove away from the grocery store.
by Ceystile » Thu Aug 12, 2021 2:07 am
by Flarbinia » Thu Aug 12, 2021 11:55 pm
Odinburgh wrote:"Dead? What is going on here? If it has anything to do with me I am out if in league with some two bit politician. Mister Forelli I just want to be left alone.", Alan McDonald replied. "Not sure why I need witness protection."
Alan McDonald walked out of the stall he was hiding in and went to the bathroom sink to wash his hands. He turned around as he was yanked out of the grocery store and into a rental car.
"I was once considered a joke where I came from. I gave a speech in from the UK parliament. What I laughing stock I became in Great Britain and then I came here to New York City to start my life over. Till now looks like I am going to have run again from guys like you. The rental car is nice but give me one reason why I should trust you."
by Flarbinia » Fri Aug 13, 2021 7:36 pm
Ceystile wrote:Ananke muttered something under her breath, a ring of blue light surrounded the criminals with a subtle twitch of her fingers before engulfing them with a flash, they eventually disappeared from sight. Chronos leaned against his wife. "Where did you send them?"
"The furthest place the spell would allow at a time, the Bronx. Either way, they won't be back to bother us any time soon."
"You really scare me when you do that shit, you know. But I love it." The two shared a kiss when they heard a crash downstairs, causing them to break apart. "We need to check on the staff, those crazy bastards could've hurt them!"
"Regina's already dead...Clotho just informed me." Chronos said gravely. The eldest of their triplet daughters, the Fates, goddesses of life and death could sense the moment before a person died. "Meat cleaver...I wish you would've let me do something with them, she was an innocent girl."
by Odinburgh » Tue Aug 17, 2021 12:15 pm
Flarbinia wrote:Odinburgh wrote:"Dead? What is going on here? If it has anything to do with me I am out if in league with some two bit politician. Mister Forelli I just want to be left alone.", Alan McDonald replied. "Not sure why I need witness protection."
Alan McDonald walked out of the stall he was hiding in and went to the bathroom sink to wash his hands. He turned around as he was yanked out of the grocery store and into a rental car.
"I was once considered a joke where I came from. I gave a speech in from the UK parliament. What I laughing stock I became in Great Britain and then I came here to New York City to start my life over. Till now looks like I am going to have run again from guys like you. The rental car is nice but give me one reason why I should trust you."
"Those things you saw in there were Trădător. Artificial Vampires. People who've traded in their humanity for immortality and some Superhuman abilities. It won't be long before their creator finds out that you were in the same building as their corpses and once they do, it won't be long before their goons track you down, kill you, and make it look like suicide. Consider yourself lucky that you're a "Late Bloomer". If you were a normal person, we'd erase your memories, surgically alter your appearance, and relocate you to another state with a new identity. Instead, you are being given a once in a lifetime opportunity. Join Division 16 and the world will believe you dead, every appearance by you being as easily dismissed as Bigfoot sightings and photos of the Loch Ness Monster. No government has authority over us, for we neither serve the whims of politicians nor rely on them for funding. You will be trained to control and harness your budding gifts, for they are a double edged sword that will destroy you if left unchecked. The cherry on top is that your monthly salary is five times what you made in a year working for Sal. Adequate compensation for the enemies you will be expected to fight." Agent Forelli said to Alan McDonald as he stopped outside the Scotsman's apartment. "Think about my offer. If you decide to join us, simply call the number on this match box and a car will arrive outside your apartment." Agent Forelli said to Alan as he gave him a match box and opened the door for him, the rain still pouring on its roof.
by Flarbinia » Thu Aug 19, 2021 12:29 pm
by Ceystile » Sat Aug 21, 2021 12:23 am
Flarbinia wrote:Ceystile wrote:Ananke muttered something under her breath, a ring of blue light surrounded the criminals with a subtle twitch of her fingers before engulfing them with a flash, they eventually disappeared from sight. Chronos leaned against his wife. "Where did you send them?"
"The furthest place the spell would allow at a time, the Bronx. Either way, they won't be back to bother us any time soon."
"You really scare me when you do that shit, you know. But I love it." The two shared a kiss when they heard a crash downstairs, causing them to break apart. "We need to check on the staff, those crazy bastards could've hurt them!"
"Regina's already dead...Clotho just informed me." Chronos said gravely. The eldest of their triplet daughters, the Fates, goddesses of life and death could sense the moment before a person died. "Meat cleaver...I wish you would've let me do something with them, she was an innocent girl."
A hooded skeleton in a black robe walked up onto the third floor, scythe in hand. "THAT'S ODD. I USUALLY DON'T REAP THIS MANY SLASHER RELATED DEATHS BEFORE OCTOBER, ESPECIALLY IN A CITY. THEY TEND TO STICK TO THE COUNTRYSIDE OR THE WILDERNESS OR SMALL TOWNS OR THE OCCASIONAL SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD." Death said to himself as he swung his scythe, reaping four souls that hadn't moved on after they died. He continued the reaping of souls as he headed further and further up the Clock Tower. After a couple of hours, he reached the top of the Clock Tower. "HELLO, CHRONOS. I'VE NOTICED THAT YOU WILL BE POSTING A LOT OF HELP WANTED POSTERS IN THE MORNING, ON ACCOUNT OF FOUR SLASHERS STEAMROLLING THEIR WAY TO YOU. JUDGING BY THE LACK OF CORPSES ON THIS FLOOR, I CAN ONLY ASSUME THAT YOU SENT THEM AWAY. A WISE CHOICE, CONSIDERING THAT SLASHERS HAVE A HABIT OF COMING BACK FROM THE DEAD AFTER THEY'VE KILLED. THEY MOST LIKELY WANTED TO FENCE THE SUN DIAL. MAGIC ARTIFACTS ARE VALUABLE ON THE DARK MARKET. HOWEVER, THEY COULDN'T HAVE PLANNED THIS ON THEIR OWN. SOMEONE HIGHER UP IN THE FOOD CHAIN MUST'VE BEEN PULLING THEIR STRINGS." DEATH said to Chronos as he stared at the God Of Time.
by Flarbinia » Sat Aug 21, 2021 9:30 am
by Odinburgh » Sat Aug 28, 2021 1:13 pm
Flarbinia wrote:"You can't remember your unique gifts because they emerged recently, not because of some non-existent cover up by the British government. We will discuss this further if you accept the offer." Agent Forelli said to Alan as he used his telekinesis to get him out of the car. He then closed the door and drove back to headquarters, turning the radio to a frequency known only to Division 16. "Forelli to HQ. Late Bloomer has been safely extracted from the grocery store. Cleanup Crew is performing a full sweep of the bathroom. By the time they leave, there will be no corpses or forensic evidence. As for the owner, Sal bought the Doomsday Cult cover story like it was a limited edition action figure on Black Friday." Agent Forelli said over the radio. "Did he accept the offer?" A female voice asked Forelli as he continued to drive down the road. "Give him time. Joining Division 16 is the kind of decision that can't be rushed, especially for a Late Bloomer." Agent Forelli replied as he took a right turn.
by Flarbinia » Wed Sep 01, 2021 1:00 pm
by Flarbinia » Wed Sep 08, 2021 9:52 pm
by Odinburgh » Sat Sep 11, 2021 5:52 pm
by Flarbinia » Tue Sep 14, 2021 11:05 pm
by Odinburgh » Wed Sep 15, 2021 5:53 pm
Flarbinia wrote:The "mailman" entered the bedroom and saw Alan McDonald under the blanket, assuming that he was asleep. He raised his gun to shoot him, only to be distracted by the terrified shriek of a cat, the bullets missing their target. He quickly dropped his gun and pulled out his knife, ready to end the other man's life, only for his life to be cut down with six gunshots to the back. "It appears the mad scientist has moved faster than expected. Get dressed, pack some clothes, grab your M16, and head to my car. Other assassins are coming and we don't have time for a shootout. I need to get you back to headquarters before they show up. I know you have many questions and I will answer them when we get there, but right now, our priority should be to get you to safety ASAP. Besides, you're unemployed, as the man who tried to kill you most likely killed Sal once your boss spilled the beans on you. You're lucky the son of a bitch was Human or those six bullets wouldn't have been enough to save you." Agent Forelli said to Alan as he used his Telekinesis to remove the blanket, lift him out of bed, and hand him his clothes before heading to the door, closing it, and locking it. He then grabbed a chair and placed it against the door, knowing that some of the more heavily armed assassins will be kicking down the door.
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by Odinburgh » Sun Oct 03, 2021 11:28 am
Flarbinia wrote:Agent Forelli reached the car and placed the suitcase in the trunk, closing it before turning his attention to the apartment. Suddenly, somebody fired an RPG-7 at side of the building, the explosion weakening the Fire Escape, the red metal bars collapsing under Alan McDonald's weight. Agent Forelli extended his hand and grabbed the falling Scotsman and the belongings he was carrying with his mind, gently lowering him to the ground. "Toss your things in the backseat and get in the car! It appears that whoever is after you sent one of his smarter monstrosities as insurance, both against your survival and the risk that the assassins would blab on him." Agent Forelli said to Alan Mc Donald as he used his mind to pick up what was left of the Fire Escape and toss it at the monster, the red metal bars perforating the beast, killing it. "I don't know if that will be enough for it to stay down, but it should buy us some time." Agent Forelli said to Alan McDonald as he got in the driver's seat of his car.
by Flarbinia » Sun Oct 03, 2021 7:46 pm
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