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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Rough Giraffe » Thu Jan 06, 2011 2:31 am

"Got it," Scael replied into the CA, "I'll wait for your signal. By the way, Toro says he can bring down the shield if we need him to."
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Musicmac » Thu Jan 06, 2011 11:53 am

??? - When You're Serious, You're No Fun

The ears that were hidden under the heavy amount of bandaging listened halfheartedly to the muffles that were coming from the girl's mouth. Although it sounded like an inhuman language due to his hand, he was somehow able to understand what she was trying to say to him. "So you're a guest, eh?" The voice had a mix of mockery and taunt pronounced into every word as it spoke, making it hard to decipher the thoughts and feelings behind his sentences. To the time traveler's relief however, the bandaged hands moved away from her mouth and along with the knife that had threatened her life a few seconds ago.

If Romana had managed enough courage to turn around, she would see a tall man dressed in what seemed to be a simple dark purple dress shirt and black pants. Bandages wrapped around a part of his left sleeve and around his stomach, his appearance gave off a sense of discomfort to whoever looked at him. He had a lean figure and stood laid-back manner, it made Romana feel familiar with this person although she could not find the reason why. "Tch, you guests are no fun when you're all so serious. Kekeke..." He cackled again, exposing some of his almost animal teeth. A small clinking sound was heard from one of his heavily bandaged hands. His fingers would occasionally tap against the butter knife being held in his hand. It was hard to imagine that such a small innocent piece of cutlery had threatened to slice the girl's throat moments ago, the way he held the knife made it seem as though as it would have definitely been possible for him to do so.

"Well? I'm waiting. Kekeke..." He said to Romana, referring to her evidence of being a guest. The butter knife was still in his hand, ready to decide her fate.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Doctress Who » Fri Jan 07, 2011 12:51 am

Romanadvoratrelundar – For better or for worse?

Romana frowned with concern as it turned out they had trouble heading their way. Her eyes looked, first slowly to her right at the mobsters, then to Charles, silently regarding his reaction.
Wonderful, she sighed to herself, her eyes turning upwards at the sky. And two of them are coming towards us. Why do I feel like things are only going to get worse?

She listened to Charles’ plan, her eyebrows rising slightly as he mentioned the role she and him would be playing. But although she was surprised, she wasn’t angry, or even troubled by it. Not in the slightest. “What makes you think I would slap you for it?” she asked with a frown, seeming a bit confused as to why Charles would think she’d do that. “It sounds like a reasonable and logical idea to me,” she shrugged simply. Then she faintly smirked, “And you argue like a difficult ill-tempered husband anyway.”

She then turned her attention to something else she’d just thought of, patting her coat pocket. “K-9?” she called quietly.
A slightly indistinct tin-like voice was heard faintly from within the pocket’s depths. “Mistress?”
“Standby in case I need you to attack, but for now stay inside the pocket and don’t make a sound. Understood?”
“Affirmative.”
Satisfied, Romana gave the pocket another small pat, before looking back to Charles and Adrian.



{Romana’s telepathic extension, inside Jake’s mind}

Romana looked far from happy, as it turned out whoever it was did not remove their hand from her mouth. And that voice was starting to get to her as well. If there was one thing she didn’t like, it was a mocking voice. However, she was greatly relieved when he did release her.

“Thank you,” she said, with a sigh. And of course, she turned around to see who it was (how couldn’t she?), even though she wasn’t entirely sure if she wanted to turn around. And then as well as the discomforting looks, there was that feeling of looking at someone familiar, which made her frown.

The young lady had a look of displeasure on her face as the bandaged man spoke again. “Well I’m sorry for being, ‘no fun’, but I didn’t come here to entertain you,” Romana replied, a little coldly. “I came here to speak to my friend, and that’s what I intend to do. I really could do without being threatened with a...” she glanced at the butter knife in his hand, blinking, “...knife.”

She paused a moment, her mouth open slightly, before commenting, “You know, I was actually expecting something a bit more impressive.”
The time traveller thought for a moment, “...Then again, all I have is an old tin dog, a bracelet and a croquet mallet, so I guess I can hardly talk about harmless-looking weapons...” She looked uneasily at the hand holding the apparently harmless knife. No, she wasn’t going to judge on appearances, that was for certain.

Carefully, she reached into her pocket, pulling out her train ticket from earlier on. She held it up for the bandaged individual to see, showing him the golden lettering indicating the ticket had been approved. “Is this enough proof for you that I’m a guest?” she asked him.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Bolts » Sat Jan 08, 2011 1:22 am

Adrian - You want me to be a what!?

Adrian wasn't particularly surprised that Charles wasn't for his plan. The two hadn't agreed once so far, why should that change now? What did surprise him though was how strange Charles' plan sounded by contrast. "....What!?" He asked, turning to face Charles with a dumbfounded look. "....'A young man with a blossoming sense of curiosity and adventure.' What am I, 12!? Got to be kid-" he was interrupted by Romana's agreeing to go along with the idea. Adrian thought his role was strange, granted, but Charles' choice for Romana just confused him to no end.

"I knew it. He's a perverted old man......Just like, Dad." Adrian had a sickened look on his face as he turned back to the approaching mafia. "One of these bastards so much as looks like he's about to try something and I'm blowing him away." the swordsman growled, attempting to calm himself down so as to better play the silly role he'd been assigned.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Akaine » Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:04 am

Isarabi White: Guess who's back~

Isarabi's golden snake eyes flitted from person to person as she listened with mild interest at everyone's ideas and complaints as per the plan, and wasn't particularly forthcoming with her own ideas. She knew that all of her ideas weren't golden, and she didn't need the rest of the group to know that. As far as she was concerned, the rest of the group could think that she was keeping gold-mines hidden and all to herself. She snorted delicately at Adrian's reaction to his part in the 'plan'. "How typical, you actually get something to do and you shirk your duties. Grow up." Her voice not only held a scolding tone, but a hint of a teasing one as well. She looked over at Charles and gave him a small frown, "Have you forgotten about me already? I know I don't talk much, but really?", voice sarcastically biting and her posture was angled, which showed that she wasn't exactly happy with the idea, but it's not like she had anything better: a begrudging acceptance. A raised eyebrow tilted even more drastically as she pulled at her long black hair with one hand, the other nonchalantly resting at her hip, which just so happened to have a decent number of weapons inside of her musanthske (her odd piece of clothing).
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby TheMaddness » Mon Jan 17, 2011 4:31 am

-Inside the port building-

A resounding smack echoed inside the small alcove as Spider's hand had an abrupt meeting with his face. He stifled a small groan before once again peeking around the side, in an attempt to get a handle on the botched situation. Kallis almost couldnt help feeling embarrassed on his behalf watching him.

A few of the mooks were grazed or cut by Frank's ill-advised assault, all of them managing to move out of the way before managing to take any damage beyond minor stabbing. It probably would have been more effective if he hadn't announced himself first.
Most of them, including the eager looking mobster in the colorful shirt made as if to pursue frank, but they were suddenly stopped by a word from the Boss.
"Stop,"He said simply, Voice calm but commanding. "You wanna end up like those guys?" he said, nodding to the previous attackers, strewn across the floor. "You," he said, turning to a group of eight underlings, " Go after him. And use the heat. Didnt buy that crap for show." As if just remembering they were carrying them, the mobsters each un-slung a long, futuristic looking weapon from their backs, which began to hum ominously in their hands.
"Jimmy," the boss said, gaining the attention of the scarred man in the vest. "Frank's little friend...Find him and snuff him out." With a wordless nod 'Jimmy' began walking off towards where Milan's voice had seemed to come from, two dangerous looking silver long daggers appearing in his hand, which he began spinning delicately across his fingertips.
The group of weapon-wielding mobsters opened fire towards Frank, letting lose a barrage of yellow beams of lights. the Beams produced no noise, but were obviously deadly from the melting and deep holes stray shots were leaving in the environment. But most of all, they were fast. Frank's time based speed up might enable him to better dodge conventional gunpowder bullets, but it did nothing to slow down these deadlier projectiles, moving as they were at almost the speed of light. Even worst, they seemed to linger momentarily, so if he was not careful, he'd find himself caged in a barriers of deadly trails. These enemies were obviously well prepared to deal with his advantages.

Spider pulled back, looking pensive. "Photon Rifles," He murmured to himself, "They must have an off-world connection..." He was silent a few seconds before turning back to the group.
" Sorry Milan," he said, suddenly grabbing the catboy by the scruff of the neck," But you decided to announce yourself, and we cant afford to be discovered yet. Go help Frank." he ordered quietly before FLINGING Milan out of the alcove, towards were Frank was fighting. Apparently Spider was stronger then he looked, and he was confident he'd land on his feet. he turned back to the rest of them."Alright, non brain damaged people, here is how we're going to salvage this. you guys split up, but stick within range of each other, use the C.A's to talk if you need to, Kallis, Stick with Arca. Pick a target, try to get them off on their own and take them out as quietly as possible. Im going shut off the lights." he said As he reached up to remove his goggles, squinting slightly as if the light hurt his eyes. His eyes themselves Were completely black and reflective, like an actual spiders or insects.
With a final gesture for good luck, he snuck out of the alcove, away from the mobsters. From the direction he went, there was a brief crackle of electricity, and a metallic impact, just before the lights flickered, spraying sparks on those below before they shut off with a popping noise.
Without the lights, it was not complete darkness within the building, though visibility was still dangerously low.There were small windows regularly space along two of the walls, but the barrier surrounding the building significantly cut down on the amount of sunlight getting in and shaded what it did let in, Casting the inside into dark green shadow. there was a discontented murmur from the surprised mobsters, but it remained to be seen how they would react.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Mastermind001 » Mon Jan 17, 2011 11:08 pm

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_Building_ Waiting & Calculating

" Ah patience, such an unused virtue." Roy lamented as he sat on the floor as the die was casted. He had wished through that Frank had answered his question, but deep down, it would have always been pointless. He took a cautious peek out the window, the gangster's forces were divided, some were chasing after Frank and Milan while some were going to explore the building. His ears perked as he heard utter the words " Photon Rifles" and his eye became wide as he watched the said weapons in action.

A smirk formed on his face. " I look forward to owning them." Roy mentioned as tiny electric blue cubes covered his entire body. " Anyways, I must agree we need a change in tactics." He replied as the slime coating was disappearing with each block that popped in and out of existence, until he was just in his black and purple suit. He adjusted his collar before he got up from his spot and moved closer to Spider.

Another weapon appeared on his person, in the form of a pack. Said pack, had a rotating wheel that looked like a bio hazard sign and four yellow colored lights. He reached behind and grabbed a hold of a hand held wand. Some have affectionally called it, the Tesla Wand, Roy on the other hand refers it as a Tesla cannon. He flipped a switch on the wand, the pack hummed for a bit before it went silent again. " It's just in case weapon, if we need yet another tactic change." Roy said as he started to fade away for view.

In reality, the dual armor was blending into the surrounding area. His clothing, the pack, and his facial bandages were now the same color of the interior of the building. What a better to hide, then in plain sight. He then, moved and then hid in some spot in the building as he waited for the mobsters to search the building. Roy was looking forward to picking a target amongst them, hoping for one of the more cannon fodder of the group, than the specialists.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Musicmac » Wed Jan 19, 2011 11:55 am

??? - Unexpected Turnaround

The butter knife in his hand became a blur as it was twirled playfully by the bandaged man's fingers. They were long and slender fingers, moving gracefully every time to catch the the knife to continue the twirling. "A friend ...?" the man asked with a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Kekeke... Anything is a weapon if you're me, little girl," he said mockingly when Romana commented on the knife in his hand. "Then again, no one can ever be me..." he smiled tauntingly, as if unconsciously challenging the Time Lady.

"Oh spare me the details will you, little girl?" the knife stop twirling in his hand and was suddenly pointed at her direction threateningly. The smile was gone now, replaced by a tiny frown. It seemed as if he was fed up with the guest, despite his playful nature. "It seems, that you really like to ramble," he said with the knife still pointing at her face, "I hate ramble,". However, the frown was quick to disappear as he added a snicker to end his sentence. "A ticket?" he questioned rhetorically as Romana took out her approved ticket for him to see. His dark green eye darted everywhere to examine the piece of paper.

"A psychic item, eh?" he said to himself. The bandaged man simply stared at the ticket for a while, pondering on what he should do next. "Ip wooks weal, Vinsh," a small boy dressed in pajamas said sleepily and yawned. His height only reached a little above the bandaged man's knees, who he referred to as 'Vinsh', which he was hanging on to hide away from the intruder. He had short curly black hair and a pair of eyes which were of the lightest shade of green in color. "I don't know, never was good with totems or symbols," the bandaged man replied casually, not surprised by the boy's sudden presence. "Wait," or at least, he hadn't noticed enough about him to be surprised yet. The man quickly turned around to face the child and squatted down to talk to him, "Why are you here?!" he said in a hushed tone, hoping that the girl would not be able to hear his conversation. "I got bwod," the boy replied blankly and received an exasperate sigh from the bandaged man in return.

The bandaged head turned to look at Romana, and then at the child and then at Romana again. This was not the best situation for him to be in. "Gimme that!" he said angrily at the time traveler before snatching her ticket away. He held the piece of psychic approval in front of the child, letting him get a good look at it. "Are you sure it's real?" he had a small worried frown unlike the previous one, this felt more genuine. "Yesh," the boy replied confidently and made a small tired yawn. "Fine then, go back now" he stood up to give the ticket back to Romana, his frown was still there. The boy yawned and nodded before walking away into the darkness, blending into it just like how Liam did.

"I'm sure as hell that I'm going to regret this later," his attitude was more serious now, somehow making whatever he said carried a certain amount of importance. He exhaled deeply, preparing for what he would be saying next. "I'll be escorting you from here," his one dark green eye looked at the girl nervously as he waited for her answer. Was he trying to hide something away from her perhaps?
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Bolts » Fri Jan 21, 2011 12:22 pm

Adrian ~ Where the hell did she come from?

Adrian jumped slightly when Isarabi spoke up. When did she get there? "How the bloody hell did she get behind me without me hearing her?" Adrian glared at the woman for a moment before he realized that she was even speaking to him. Rather than make some kind of remark though, Adrian bit his tongue and waited. They were running out of time though and Isarabi still didn't have a role in this crazy plan of theirs. "Oh hell, just stick close to either Scael or me and just run with it we don't have time to argue anymore."
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Keiran » Wed Jan 26, 2011 5:26 pm

Milan – Fucked Up Bad

“I resent being called brain damaged. Just because I had my brains scrambled by a large hook and a shitload of hallucinogens, ” said Milan into the mike at his shoulder, claws out and lunging forward at the man with two daggers, Jimmy. “Yeah, want me? Come and get me, big guy,” the boy purred, animalistic, as if stalking his prey, “And I am not that fucker’s friend. I’m just doin’ the right thing, asshole.” He slashed at the man’s face then leap back, trying to avoid the man’s daggers, already in pain from the ramped anger and hate, his ears flat against his head.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Doctress Who » Thu Jan 27, 2011 1:37 am

Romanadvoratrelundar – Oh?

{Romana’s telepathic extension, inside Jake’s mind}

“Yes, a friend,” the Time Lady replied, watching the man twirl the knife. She didn’t elaborate, as she saw no need to. However, she did observe that this person did not know much about her, unlike Liam, who seemed to have recognised her and known her name without so much as an introduction.

Romana then raised an eyebrow. “‘Little girl’, am I?” she scoffed dryly, finding it humorous. “I find that rich coming from someone who’s yet to show me an ounce of maturity or responsibility. Even though you are technically right; I’ll give you that much credit.”
She blinked as the knife was pointed at her, frowning. “If you find my ‘rambling’ tedious, that’s just something you’ll have to put up with, I’m afraid. Rassilon forbid the thought of you actually engaging yourself in an enriching conversation or debate with me.” She smiled a little, the corners of her mouth flicking upwards for a brief moment. Although her eyes barely left the knife in his hand, not until she was sure he had stopped threatening her with it.

As he examined the ticket, she watched carefully. She then blinked down at the little one, who seemed to have appeared from nowhere. The woman’s expression softened as she saw the two of them interacting. That is adorable...

She remained silent, trying her best not to smile...Although it wasn’t such a struggle after ‘Vinsh’ or whatever he was called, rudely snatched her ticket off her, and her smile quickly turned into a frown again, if briefly. She was curious about his reaction to the ticket, and his apparent disbelief surprised her. The blonde lady pocketed the ticket again, watching the pyjama-clad boy disappear off into the dark, before turning to the bandaged man again expectantly.

Romana was very much surprised at what came next. “Escorting me?” she repeated, thinking she’d somehow heard wrong. It took her a moment to realise she hadn’t. She had on a curious frown, as if trying to work out something. Finally, she nodded. “Alright. But...you seem a little worried. Is something troubling you?” she asked, hands clasped behind her back.
“Also...what’s happened to Liam? Why isn’t he escorting me anymore?” Romana queried, wondering why he hadn’t returned.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby TheMaddness » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:04 pm

-Outside the port-

The two instructors watched impassively from the lander as the two gangster casually made their way up to the group of squad mates. Luckily, the initial guess about the gangsters appeared correct, as they obviously had no idea who they were. One of the two was leering lasciviously at Isarabi and Romana, first one, then the other. The other appeared prepared to do all the talking.
"Space Ports closed till further notice. Fuel leak." he said, Sounding almost bored. This had obviously been rehearsed beforehand." Gonna have ta' ask you to leave. Otherwise we cant guarantee your safety..." There was just a hint of a threat in that last sentence.
The speaking gangster trailed off as his associate nudged him for his attention. In between ogling the two ladies, he had finally noticed Scale and Adrian and the two's rather obvious weapons.
" You people expecting some kind of trouble?" Said the gangster, eyes narrowing slightly in suspicion.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby sam4books » Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:51 pm

~Charles Price: Parking Area, Space Station----Putting on the Mask~

"Very funny" he responded sarcastically. Although he had to wonder, why did he feel as if Romana would slap him for suggesting that they acted as if they were a couple? Was there something in her that reminded him of Ana? He didn't want to think of her, not right now. Things were to risky at the moment. Yet he knew, when he suggested they were to be married, the first thing she did was slap him. Just thinking about it brought the sting of that red, hand-shaped mark back to haunt him. It was women such as a Romana and Ana that he found to be hard to deal with.

Adrian's response made him twitch, fighting hard to not slap the fellow. "Look, just trust me on this. I know what I'm doing." He hoped Adrian wouldn't be too pissed off as to try and do his own thing before they could make any progress with the mobsters. If this went exactly they way the scene during the strike went they should get along fine. If not, well he wasn't a clown in high school for nothing. This old dog still had some tricks up his sleeve.

Isarabi caught him completely by surprise. "Well I can't keep track of all of you, now can I? Particularly when you appear out of thin air. Just do as Adrian suggested and run with things. You know how to improvise, don't you? Hell, I think you would make as a great girlfriend even, since you seem to have a thing for large ears. Bloody hell."

His frown deepened at the site of the mobsters. 'Fuck, here they come.' In an effort to appear believable he put on a grin similar to the sort his uncle would used to wear whenever they had family gatherings. His uncle, was the best example he could use for a role like is. The eternally youthful hillbilly with a passion for singing, hunting, and beer. Although you could never tell whether he was sober or not. He was very good at hiding the fact he was drunk, and was generally an all-around good guy. He was the one who gave him his knife, a sort of family treasure. He was the one who taught him and his brother the basics of hunting, taking them into the forest with him every weekend. He was also a trapper, preferring to sell the furs of small critters to hat makers, one of them he was really good friends with. Other stuff he taught them included how to survive in the wilderness, how to map out routes and find your ways to the nearest city, how to train animals to do manual work, how to build small cabins out of logs. His uncle once dreamed of traveling the world on foot, until he realized that he wouldn't be able to cross over to Xephamor without a boat. In order to compensate for this he once hired an aeronaut to fly him across the ocean, but the aeronaut died in a horrible crash before he could reach him. Storytelling was something his uncle tended to do when he was not teaching the children any of his crazy skills. Charles's his father was only content with teaching his children how to be working men, as opposed to hunters and explorers. Both men had some sort of influence on him. So, Charles took on the name of Uncle Steve for the entirety of this ploy. Which is the exact opposite of the Charles everyone knew, but Charles couldn't care less what people with have to say after this charade.

" You people expecting some kind of trouble?"

The problem was, Charles completely forgot about Adrian's and Scael's weapons.

If he wasn't supposed to be a grinning, fun-loving country man right now, Charles would be giving himself the biggest facepalm of the century. 'Improvise, Charles. Improvise. Remember what they taught you at University...'

"Them two felleh's? They don't mean no hehrm. They just a bunch of honest to Khgrlon hunters. Younkhrsters ehfter my own heart. See, behck in the day, I done been a hunter myself, a dehrn khroot one too. Ehstgrla can even tell ya, ain't theht grlight Ehstgrla?"* As he said this Charles wrapped one arm around Romana in order to establish that they were a couple. "'Course, I don't do much of theht now. A man's khrotta work, grlight? I be on my vacation eht the moment, and I see this bagrlier o' yonder."** For added effect, he made a short gesture towards the barrier itself. "Well, I suppose we ain't khonna be eh-hehvin' ourselves a vacation this year. Dehgrln shame too, I was looking forward to seein'...what's the name of that one planet dear?"***

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For those who don't understand my horrid attempt at English with a Dutch-Southern Accent:

*Them two fella's? They don't mean no harm. They just a bunch of honest to Khron hunters. Youngsters after my own heart. See, back in the day, I done been a hunter myself, a darn good one too. Astra can even tell ya, ain't that right Astra?

**'Course, I don't do much of that now. A man's gotta work, right? I be on my vacation at the moment, and I see this barrier o' yonder.

***Well, I suppose we ain't gonna be a havin' ourselves a vacation this year. Darn shame too, I was looking forward to seein'...what's the name of that one planet dear?


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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Bolts » Sun Jan 30, 2011 2:01 am

Adrian ~ Chit Chat

Adrian shot a cold glare at Charles. Why did everyone on this damn planet have to bring attention to his ears. Furthermore, what the hell was he trying to accomplish by saying Isarabi had some sort of fetish for them? “Fine then I’m dating Isarabi. Glad we got that story straight.” He growled passively, eyeballing the approaching mobsters. The swordsman’s emerald green eyes narrowed on the first mobster, who seemed more concerned with ogling Isarabi and Romana than anything else. His attention shifted however when the second man began to speak. Adrian kept silent as Charles proceeded to explain away his gigantic weapon. At least he seemed to be good under pressure, even if he was just an old man.

“Yeah….a good hunter don’t go nowhere without his knife.” The half elf sighed, hoisting the weapon over his shoulder. Adrian wasn’t much of an actor, and it showed. His eyes never left the two men, sizing them both up for all they were worth. They both seemed rather incompetent. Which only further begged the question as to why they were still bothering to chat with them. “Come on. Please make a move. I’m dying of boredom here.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Rough Giraffe » Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:07 am

Scael blinked, glancing over his shoulder. What am I doing here? Wasn't I just over at the Lander? Did someone teleport me without my knowledge?

Scael then glanced at Charles as he made up his own identity and started rambling in a bizarre, annoying accent. Frankly it was getting on his nerves.

Well at least he wouldn't have to do much acting. He turned to Charles. "God, your accent is pissing me off," he growled. "I've had to listen to that ridiculous drawl all day. Would it kill you to shut up for ten seconds?! Sheesh." He turned away in frustration, crossing his arms. Then he glanced at the two mobsters for just a moment before turning his eyes away again. "But it's just as he says. I'm a hunter. I hunt. Been to the Wild Lands a couple times. Good game there." It was true enough... they didn't need to know he had only been there once and got his ass handed to him.

Scael was ready to act at a moment's notice, whether the mobsters drew weapons or whether Charles gave whatever signal he deemed appropriate. And if acting like a retarded Dutchman was a signal, Scael couldn't pick it up. But his senses told him that the mobsters were getting antsy, which meant there would probably be something to do soon.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Musicmac » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:12 am

'Vinsh' - Stop Asking Questions

"Look," the man called 'Vinsh' pointed the knife threateningly at the girl with only a swift motion. The blade whistled as it cut through air, it sounded as if it was screaming for Romana's telepathic blood. "If there's anything I hate more than ramble, little girl. It's asking too many questions," he looked at her angrily. "Only a few minutes with me, and you've already done both those things. So I'll ask you not to get me any more angr-," he paused when he heard a familiar name come out of the time lady's lips. "Liam?" he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice but it quickly disappeared and was replaced by a sigh. "So he was escorting you," the bandaged man made a brief frown. For some reason, his cackling and snickering was nowhere to be found in his sentences now. His one dark green eye stared at her for a moment, shooting knives and daggers at her.

"I suppose," he said after a while, almost half-heartedly, "You'll see him soon enough." He turned around and walked away after finishing his sentence. It was a familiar sentence to Romana, it sounded as if she had heard someone say the exact same thing before this to her. "Follow me," he said simply without looking back as he walked further towards the unending darkness. He was moving in a most peculiar way. His foot would always arc up at the last moment into a tip-toe position before he lifted his other foot to take a step. It was as if he was dancing.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Doctress Who » Wed Feb 02, 2011 1:44 am

Romanadvoratrelundar – I’m just an ordinary wife

“Oh don’t be like that Adrian, I’m sure you and Isarabi make a wonderful couple,” Romana commented in response to Adrian’s complaints, barely hiding a smile. She then turned her attention back to the approaching mobsters, relaxing her expression into a clueless one in an attempt to make herself seem harmless and, to an extent, a ‘dumb blonde’.

Romana inclined her head quizzically at the gangster that ‘explained’ the situation to them. “Fuel leak?” she asked blankly. Unlike Charles, she decided not to put on an accent. The great thing with a natural Oxford English accent, was that you could dress it up or down in how intelligent you wished to sound. Romana, of course, was going for the dim-witted English Tourist look. Which, as someone who was often a tourist, she could play rather well. Her blonde hair only served to aid the simple-minded impression she was trying give. Let them think she was a dumb English blonde all set for a holiday, who could say otherwise?
It’s a good thing Oxford English is such a universal accent, she commented to herself. It helps prevent a terrible amount of questioning.

She did notice the looks being directed her way by the other mobster, but she chose to just ignore it. He can look all he wants, so long as that’s the only thing he is doing, she thought privately to herself. She was somewhat thankful for her reserved taste in clothing; with her pink coat and huge scarf obscuring her figure and keeping her generously covered, there wasn’t much for the man to ogle over. She felt sorry for Isarabi’s ‘unfortunate’ choice of attire, however, since it didn’t give her as much privacy...

She almost found it hard to bite down her amusement at Charles’ chosen facade. Oh yes, she certainly wouldn’t let him forget this. But she kept her amusement hidden behind her simple expression; after all, she had to act like it was natural.
In response to Charles, she smiled demurely, turning herself slightly towards him and leaning her body towards him, a hand placed lightly on his suit. “As you’ve told me many times,” ‘Astra’ replied with a shake of the head and a simple smile, playing the part of a doting wife impeccably well.

“Florana,” she replied to Charles’ other question. She was so thankful that she had been to a great deal of holiday planets in her time. “The brochure said it was one of the most beautiful planets in the galaxy! Carpeted with scented flowers, with winding streams as clear as crystal...mmm!” she said, closing her eyes briefly with delight. “And they say the sea is like warm milk, with beaches weaved of gold!...” she paused for a moment, a hand to her lips, “I wonder if it meant real gold or not...?” she wondered suddenly, keeping in character. She turned to the mobsters quizzically, “Have you ever been to Florana? Are the beaches there really made of gold? I’d love to see actual golden beach!” her face dropped a bit. “Although, I guess if the Space Port’s closed, my husband and I won’t get to see it,” she added disappointedly. Then she brightened up, looking hopeful, “But if it’s just a fuel leak, we can just wait here until it opens again, can’t we dear?” she asked, leaning towards Charles again, a hand lovingly on his chest. “I do so want to see those beaches...”

To Scael, ‘Astra’ gave an offended look. “Don’t talk to my husband like that,” she said, looking at him sharply. She turned back to Charles admiringly. “I’ve always adored his accent – One of the first things that attracted me to him was that voice,” she said, resting her head against Charles and looking up at him.

- Of course, it was all part of her act.

Saying that, however...if Romana actually stopped and thought about it, some of that affection was actually genuine.
Silly Romana...getting all sentimental over a human..., she inwardly sighed, chiding herself scornfully at the thought. Honestly, whatever would your mother say...?



{Romana’s telepathic extension, inside Jake’s mind}

Romana reeled back a bit as the knife was pointed at her again. “It was just a few simple questions,” she spoke innocently, unable to understand what ‘Vinsh’s’ problem was. She decided under the circumstances, however, to let the ‘little girl’ remark pass. Just this once, it was probably best not to argue.

She watched his mood change as Liam was mentioned. Interesting, she thought privately, hearing the same turn of phrase. She sighed, And so the mystery deepens.

“Alright, ‘Vinsh’,” Romana called out, taking a jog to catch up with him. “Or Vince, or whatever you might be called. May I call you ‘Vinsh’?” she asked with a teasing smile as she followed him.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Akaine » Wed Feb 02, 2011 10:47 pm

Isarabi White: Girlfriend? Oh hell no.

She wasn't surprised that Charles forgot about her, she did try to hide, after all. What he said next, however, threw her for a loop. Raising an eyebrow as her body stiffened at the 'girlfriend' comment, her face rearranging itself into a frown as what Charles said registered in her brain for a moment. Rolling her eyes and taking in a deep breath before sighing as her body relaxed, she looked apologetically at Adrian for a moment before shrugging and putting one hand on her hip while taking a few steps closer to Adrian. "Might as well make it convincing", she commented, noticing where Adrian was growling/looking. "Oh, visitors, lovely". And then she felt eyes on her. She wasn't sure how to feel about that, but she figured that she'd give them a better view: it might distract negotiations.

She took the last few steps that separated Adrian and herself, placed a hand on his shoulder, her hip touching his and her hair brushed his shoulder as she leaned in to whisper to him, her eyes looking over at the mobsters with a slightly 'greater-than-thou' attitude in them. "If it looks like we're talking about them, then they might begin to think that I'm saying something sweet." She gave a small smile, her face showing a little weakness in them as though he made her feel weak in the knees, mostly for show of course. Her body language oozed relaxation and comfort in the situation that they were in; she had a lot of experience in acting, many jobs required it of her. She put a hand up to pull Adrian's weapon down with his arm, it looked a little too dangerous up in the air like that for them to be simple hunters. "Careful there." She said, looking at Adrian for the first time in their 'act'.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Mastermind001 » Wed Feb 02, 2011 10:51 pm

{Roy}

_Hallway to Bathroom to Hallway again_

A tiny knock here, a tiny knock there, and a single mobster goes to check out the problem. It goes to show, Roy learned a lot during his time as a treasure hunter with Caroline. It wasn't always reading historical texts, unearthing artifacts with precision tools, and enjoying fine wine. Sometimes, you had to steal things, something you have to harm people, and other times, haggling, a fine education thanks to her. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

He waited as that one mobster was far enough. The name of the game as Spider put was reducing them number in a covert way. And the way to do it, sneaking behind. As the mobster waved his gun around to search for the cause of the noise, his gun suddenly disappeared, but before he could let out a sound, he felt a hand on his mouth. Roy sprayed green slime from his hand, covering and sealing, the mobster's mouth. He then, his used his left arm to wrapped around the mobster's neck. Both Roy's bicep and forearm was pressed against the man's neck as he applied pressure. His right hand was on the mobster's head as it pushed to his elbow. The other man struggled, but Roy keep putting pressure on him as waited.

The mobster's body eventually went limp so Roy relaxed his hold. He wanted the man to breathe, breathe through his nostrils, but breathe, nonetheless. Roy dragged his body to the nearest bathroom, to the furtherest stall. With the green slime, Roy sprayed and stuck the mobster's hands onto the walls of the stall and his feet to the ground, making sure, he wouldn't go anywhere. " One down, several more to go." He muttered under breath as he exited the bathroom.

" So, spider, do you think, I could blend in with the other mobster?" Roy questioned silently. It looked like no one was in the hallway with the cloaked Roy, but with the way, everyone was partnered up, it seemed oblivious that Spider was somewhere, around him.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Diirva » Fri Feb 04, 2011 3:40 am

Arca nodded quietly to Spider's orders and slunk off into the darkness, Kallis in tow. After finding a room that seemed suitable for her trap, she ushered Kallis to the least visible corner of the room, whispering "Stay here, keep quiet, and... if you're a bit squeamish, just keep your eyes closed. This'll only take a second."

With that, she put out her lure: a whir and occasional click which piqued the curiosity of one of the mobsters. As her victim entered the room to find the source of the noise, she lunged, the thick metal fingers of a massive nanite gauntlet wrapping around her victim's head. One quick squeeze later... "One mobster less, and an unsightly mess," Arca rhymed to herself quietly as the body fell to the floor with a thump.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby NeoWarrior7 » Fri Feb 04, 2011 7:48 pm

-Frank, master of distraction-

Frank ducked behind cover, barely avoiding some of the beams moving towards him. "Fuckers brought those rifles. They really want me dead." As the yellow lights ripped through right above him, the battlefield suddenly changed. The lights flicked off, bathing the spaceport in darkness. Perfect. Now it'd be that much easier to keep them distracted while his new teammates when to work. He found he was putting a bit of trust in the abilities of people he just joined up with, but at this point he was working off Lunatic's excellent reputation. He got the feeling they put him with the newbies squad, and they didn't seem all that professional so far, but he was sure they had tricks up their sleeves. Sitting there, Frank wondered if they'd get the shield down. Half the squad was outside, which he didn't like. Still, the darkness provided another advantage. The lingering presence of the beams suddenly became a weakness. Standing up into a crouch, he walked forward, drawing more knives. As another shot rang out wildly as the attackers tried to find him, Frank traced the beam back to it's source, and he threw a pair of daggers. One was aimed at roughly where a torso should be; however, the second knife flew in just above the beam to try and cut into the gun itself. "Come on you stupid fucks, Frank here's gonna cut you to ribbons." He yelled out to get there attention, then ran to a new hiding spot. Any time a beam flew towards him, he threw move knives, aiming always for the shooter and the gun. With any luck, his special knives would cut well into the gunners and cause blood loss, while he might just disable some of the photon rifles.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby TheMaddness » Wed Feb 16, 2011 4:42 am

~Outside the Port Building~

The questioning Mobster looked a bit taken aback as the kiddie squad member stepped up to give their two cents. He looked a bit confused at Charles explanation particularly, probably because he was having trouble understanding his sudden accent. His eyebrows raised a bit as well when Scael brought up his trip to the Wild Lands, showing surprise and maybe a little awe, but bringing with them suspicion and doubt.
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"No. And NO, you cant." interrupted the mobster, emphasizing the answer to the question that Romana probably hadnt meant to ask. "Look, I dont really care where youre going or where youre from. the only thing you need to know is that it's dangerous around here, understand? So you've Got 10 minutes to get the hell out," he said, eyes narrowing into a glare, "Otherwise we cant guarantee your safety, understand?" That last part had definitely held the hint of a threat. His ultimatum delivered, the Mobster jabbed the compatriot in the ribs with an elbow to help coax his eyes back into this head, and the two began making their way across the lot back towards the gathering of criminals. more than a few of which were by now throwing inquisitive glances their way.
It now appeared group B had a time limit to make a decision, otherwise one would be made for them...
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Rough Giraffe » Thu Feb 17, 2011 5:48 am

[WARNING: The following post is very graphic. You have been warned.]

Scael's eyes constricted into deadly slits, and his mouth curled into a demonic grin. His eyes fixed on the departing mobsters, he muttered, "Sorry, Charles, but they've just pissed me off." He took a step forward, arching his foot. Even before the mobsters had taken more than ten steps, Scael lunged, covering the gap between the two of them, and drawing his punch dagger. In one fluid motion, he impaled the second mobster---the one who hadn't spoken---through the back, hoisting him into the air, blood pouring from the wounds on either side of his body. The smell of blood intoxicated Scael further; with another quick thrust, he shoved his entire arm through the open wounds. Dropping the dagger, he grabbed the corpse's head, and then whipped his arm hard enough to pull the head---all the way to the chin---though the hole in the body.

By now the corpse was shattered and contorted; the eyes were rolled up into the head; blood trailed from the nose and mouth; bones were sticking out from the skin at odd angles; the neck had to have stretched in order to make it all the way through the body; even the most jaded viewer would have had trouble keeping the contents of his stomach down. Scael's face, however, held a grin full of sadistic glee.

He turned sharply towards the other mobster, the horrible grin still on his face, as if he was ready to start on him. Instead, he simply said, "And you've... got 10 seconds... to tell your men that we are not leaving."

With that, he dropped the twisted body to the first mobster's feet and waited almost patiently for him to move.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby sam4books » Tue Feb 22, 2011 11:08 pm

~Charles Price: Parking Area, Space Port----There's About To Be A Storm~

'I'm dreaming....' Charles reassured himself after the event that just unraveled before him. 'This is a fucking nightmare. I knew it was too good to be true...' His cheeks were still a bright apple red from the attention Romana was giving him. It was a side of her he had never seen before, almost like she-'Goddammit Charles you've already promised to yourself', he scolded inwardly, 'No one's going to be a part of your life anymore.' Still it was kind of embarrassing. He hadn't been touched by a women in ages. He didn't really know how to react. That playful child he used to be was nothing but a mere lost memory, buried with experience. For a moment he was speechless.

But before he could say anything. Everything went to hell. Upon hearing the mobster's orders to get the fuck out of there, Charles was planning to do just that, and make some reinforcements on the plan. Now that was thrown straight out the window, and to say he was pissed was an understatement. He didn't even care about staying in character anymore. Now that there was no used to it thanks to Mr. Scales blowing it all up. 'You have got to be kidding me. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME.' This was worse than the Strike, a million times worse. At least people trusted eachother. Charles felt like killing someone, he really did. This was ridiculous. "You have better fucking have a plan. Because if you don't, there will be consequences." he whispered to Scael, trying his best to look as shocked as possible, but not angry, especially not angry as in the pure, boiling anger that was threatening to rip apart anybody who happened to look at him the wrong way at the moment. There was no way he was about to let some stupid mistake get half of the kiddie squad killed, or worse.
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Re: Lunatic Inc, Volume 1: Discography

Postby Rough Giraffe » Wed Feb 23, 2011 12:19 am

As the mobster, pale and trembling, ran back towards the main group of mobsters, Scael---face still frozen in an evil, sadistic grin---turned sharply to Charles. Charles was demanding a plan from him, and threatening with "consequences" if he didn't have one.

At that moment, still on a gleeful high from the aroma of blood, Scael had the sudden urge to make Charles angrier by joking that he didn't have a plan. But then the reason in the forefront of his mind took back control, and he realized what a bad idea that would be. He quickly shook his head to clear it and blinked at Charles. "Of course I have one. You really think I'd provoke them without one?" He leaned down and scooped up his punch dagger with his right hand, and used it to point to the dead, contorted body before them. "This was a warning; it also served to taunt them, and have them focus their attacks on me."

He turned to the group, and spoke quickly, pointing to each one in turn. "First of all, we are right between the mobsters and the lander. We need to stagger our position. Charles, Romana---you two are psychics; you have medium-to-long range attacks and abilities that can support from a distance, right? I need to know if it's possible for you to change the trajectory of bullets so they don't hit you, just in case. Adrian---you and I will take the front lines. I'll draw as much as their fire as I can, use your giant sword as a shield until you get close; then attack, even if I'm in the way. Isarabi---poison as many mobsters as you can as effectively you can. If you have a paralyzing poison, great, if not, then your best poison will have to do. After that, fight from a distance. They do not get past the front line, got it?"

Then he glanced over his shoulder. "When they get closer, I'll break into a run at their flank. You three," he said, motioning towards Romana, Charles, and Isarabi, "do what you can to support me until I get close. Adrian, you charge the opposite direction and come up on the other flank, and attack. Attack like you normally would; don't even worry about hitting me." Taking a deep breath, he finished with, "Quickly, any questions?"
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