Post by David B. on Sept 27, 2013 10:52:33 GMT -8
Kiyr Barrial:
Kiyr would notice the windows were sealed shut through walls of tape, and couldn’t be opened. As she proceeded down the hall, she would notice a much larger office, probably for the floor manager. Just past it was a skywalk, a bridge, to the other side of the building. It was filled with chairs, and on the other side, she would hear shouts of men trying to break though- but one of the windows of the skywalk was completely shattered out, and went to open air, and could spell the way to freedom.
She would have to judge- could the men break through before she got there? Or would she make her way to freedom?
Kazuya Hikari:
The man would scream, devoured by Kazuyas flame, the knife melting in his hand. An easy dispatch…but purposeful.
Kazuyas scanner would go haywire, flashing many different numbers from the exceptionally small (60) to over 9000.. As he took out the letter, it would read:
-Kazuya Hikari, Fire Brother
Burn Bright. Burn Hot. Freedom is in the flame.
Your welcome.
North Point, 8am Friday. Come alone.-
There was no signature, but smoke would begin to curl up around Kazuyas fingers as the letter caught on fire. If Kazuya looked back up, he would see a door across the room, now open, leading into a long, dark grey hallway. At the end were two paths- one left, and one right.
Marcus Prasad:
The resounding explosive mass of bodies and blood was horrifying, to say the least. Skulls burst like catelopes dropped from a skyscraper, spraying bone and brain matter everywhere. Masks were torn in half, limbs flew and an echo of screams followed by groans. More men poured out of the building now, followed by others pouring out of the buildings around them. Fifty, sixty- ninety. Marcus would feel a tug in his stomach as his Qi was cut off, the mask wearers he previously dealt with emerging.
Marcus would fight, and fight hard. But the bodies would pile on, unacaring about their injured brothers., their masks glowing and causing their arms to swell. As Marcus was pinned, he would hear the sound of a likely familiar voice
“LET HIM GO YOU PIECES OF SHIT!”
The Crow Army had arrived.
The beefy masked man turned to face the new threat, with twenty or thirty of his brothers. Curtis shouted orders.
“ALRIGHT BOYS! TAKE THE WOLF- AND FUCKING SLAUGHTER HIS MEN! DIE TO THE LAST AS NECESSARY! CHARGE!”
The masked men would burst toward the Crow Army, prepared to attack regardless of number.
Curtis would walk over to Marcus and punch him in the face repeatedly until he knocked him out as the twenty men holding Marcus tried to drag him away.
OOC:
Gifting control of Crow Forces to Marcus.
Average Masked man attacking crows: 10 All stats
Masked men piled on Marcus stats: 50 all, masks glowing.
Mitsuki Park:
The man licked his lips tentatively.
“I mean to…wish you welcome and…hopefully be your friend. You…wear a mask…are you with the others, then?”
Arael Hiroshi:
As she walked deeper into the cave, she starts to hear the trickle of water, and see a faint light up ahead. Within moments, she would enter a small cave.
She could see the sides of trees outside, with a bit of snow coming through the hole in the ceiling. The water was surprisingly blue, and there would be a dock with a boat closest to her. Arael couldn’t see the far side of the lake, as it was surrounded in darkness. Inside the boat there was a life-vest and a paddle, making It easy should she want to climb in and cross.
Lucien Dechain:
The sounds Lucien heard- the whipping of wind and powerful storming noises, calmed as he inserted the card. The key burned up, and a small click came from the door handle, indicating it could be opened.
Once opened, He would find himself walking out into a large, expansive area. There was snow falling, and the cold would hit him like a wall. A sign lay under the snow, with the last three letters on the right side showing “-ach.” Once uncovered would say “The Reach.”. Straight ahead, a mountainous area could be seen. To the right, a small overhand about two hundred feet, indicating the entrance to a cave. To the left, there were some houses that could barely be seen, about a mile off through the snow, and a flickering light indicating a small fire. Without a coat, Lucien would begin to feel his fingers go numb- he didn’t have a whole lot of time.
“Hello. I take it they left you here as well? ”
A large, built man, bald, with a voice that was powerfully deep, was sitting at Luciens “5 oclock”. He wore a mask, like the others, but it was worn and beaten, like he had been through a hell of a fight. He was wearing a tshirt and blue jeans, and seemed like he could benchpress a tractor. He stared with cold eyes at Lucien, and waited for the man to respond. As Lucien looked at him, he would notice that the door behind him was gone- not just closed, but there was nothing there at all, and he was trapped here, just the same as this massive man was himself.
Delilah Black:
The woman awoke, the mask seemingly unwilling to come off should Delilah have tried it. She would slowly sit up, rubbing her shoulder before looking around the room. If she spotted Delilah, she would stare at her for several moments, before reaching up and removing the mask slowly.
“Hello, Ms.Black.”
She would wait for Delilah to speak, as this was obviously one of those situations where you shut your mouth, and did as you were told.
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OOC NOTE TO ALL:
THIS IS THE FINAL POSTING FOR FROZEN REACH. MAKE YOUR POSTS, AND MY NEXT REPLY WILL BE THE START OF BOTR III: GRINDSTONE. SIGN UPS FOR CONTINUATION WILL BE POSTED SHORTLY!
THANKS FOR JOINING ME AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU GUYS IN ROUND 3!
Kiyr would notice the windows were sealed shut through walls of tape, and couldn’t be opened. As she proceeded down the hall, she would notice a much larger office, probably for the floor manager. Just past it was a skywalk, a bridge, to the other side of the building. It was filled with chairs, and on the other side, she would hear shouts of men trying to break though- but one of the windows of the skywalk was completely shattered out, and went to open air, and could spell the way to freedom.
She would have to judge- could the men break through before she got there? Or would she make her way to freedom?
Kazuya Hikari:
The man would scream, devoured by Kazuyas flame, the knife melting in his hand. An easy dispatch…but purposeful.
Kazuyas scanner would go haywire, flashing many different numbers from the exceptionally small (60) to over 9000.. As he took out the letter, it would read:
-Kazuya Hikari, Fire Brother
Burn Bright. Burn Hot. Freedom is in the flame.
Your welcome.
North Point, 8am Friday. Come alone.-
There was no signature, but smoke would begin to curl up around Kazuyas fingers as the letter caught on fire. If Kazuya looked back up, he would see a door across the room, now open, leading into a long, dark grey hallway. At the end were two paths- one left, and one right.
Marcus Prasad:
The resounding explosive mass of bodies and blood was horrifying, to say the least. Skulls burst like catelopes dropped from a skyscraper, spraying bone and brain matter everywhere. Masks were torn in half, limbs flew and an echo of screams followed by groans. More men poured out of the building now, followed by others pouring out of the buildings around them. Fifty, sixty- ninety. Marcus would feel a tug in his stomach as his Qi was cut off, the mask wearers he previously dealt with emerging.
Marcus would fight, and fight hard. But the bodies would pile on, unacaring about their injured brothers., their masks glowing and causing their arms to swell. As Marcus was pinned, he would hear the sound of a likely familiar voice
“LET HIM GO YOU PIECES OF SHIT!”
The Crow Army had arrived.
The beefy masked man turned to face the new threat, with twenty or thirty of his brothers. Curtis shouted orders.
“ALRIGHT BOYS! TAKE THE WOLF- AND FUCKING SLAUGHTER HIS MEN! DIE TO THE LAST AS NECESSARY! CHARGE!”
The masked men would burst toward the Crow Army, prepared to attack regardless of number.
Curtis would walk over to Marcus and punch him in the face repeatedly until he knocked him out as the twenty men holding Marcus tried to drag him away.
OOC:
Gifting control of Crow Forces to Marcus.
Average Masked man attacking crows: 10 All stats
Masked men piled on Marcus stats: 50 all, masks glowing.
Mitsuki Park:
The man licked his lips tentatively.
“I mean to…wish you welcome and…hopefully be your friend. You…wear a mask…are you with the others, then?”
Arael Hiroshi:
As she walked deeper into the cave, she starts to hear the trickle of water, and see a faint light up ahead. Within moments, she would enter a small cave.
She could see the sides of trees outside, with a bit of snow coming through the hole in the ceiling. The water was surprisingly blue, and there would be a dock with a boat closest to her. Arael couldn’t see the far side of the lake, as it was surrounded in darkness. Inside the boat there was a life-vest and a paddle, making It easy should she want to climb in and cross.
Lucien Dechain:
The sounds Lucien heard- the whipping of wind and powerful storming noises, calmed as he inserted the card. The key burned up, and a small click came from the door handle, indicating it could be opened.
Once opened, He would find himself walking out into a large, expansive area. There was snow falling, and the cold would hit him like a wall. A sign lay under the snow, with the last three letters on the right side showing “-ach.” Once uncovered would say “The Reach.”. Straight ahead, a mountainous area could be seen. To the right, a small overhand about two hundred feet, indicating the entrance to a cave. To the left, there were some houses that could barely be seen, about a mile off through the snow, and a flickering light indicating a small fire. Without a coat, Lucien would begin to feel his fingers go numb- he didn’t have a whole lot of time.
“Hello. I take it they left you here as well? ”
A large, built man, bald, with a voice that was powerfully deep, was sitting at Luciens “5 oclock”. He wore a mask, like the others, but it was worn and beaten, like he had been through a hell of a fight. He was wearing a tshirt and blue jeans, and seemed like he could benchpress a tractor. He stared with cold eyes at Lucien, and waited for the man to respond. As Lucien looked at him, he would notice that the door behind him was gone- not just closed, but there was nothing there at all, and he was trapped here, just the same as this massive man was himself.
Delilah Black:
The woman awoke, the mask seemingly unwilling to come off should Delilah have tried it. She would slowly sit up, rubbing her shoulder before looking around the room. If she spotted Delilah, she would stare at her for several moments, before reaching up and removing the mask slowly.
“Hello, Ms.Black.”
She would wait for Delilah to speak, as this was obviously one of those situations where you shut your mouth, and did as you were told.
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**************************************************************
OOC NOTE TO ALL:
THIS IS THE FINAL POSTING FOR FROZEN REACH. MAKE YOUR POSTS, AND MY NEXT REPLY WILL BE THE START OF BOTR III: GRINDSTONE. SIGN UPS FOR CONTINUATION WILL BE POSTED SHORTLY!
THANKS FOR JOINING ME AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU GUYS IN ROUND 3!
