Fantasy [DM RP/Closed] A Heart of Ice

[Koyne]

I stepped out of the elevator once it's doors opened, only to be bombarded by an endless series of John's questions. Though taken off-guard by the sudden assault, I eventually raised my hand and motioned them downwards, in a 'calm down'-like gesture. "Easy, give me a chance to actually say something." A slight sigh escaped my lips as I tried to come up with a good way to tell my client that I basically failed the job. Well it's not like i would've been able to 'kill' her anyway... I mean, she's already dead... Damn Ireally hope that i'm still going to get paid. "So, I got some good news and some bad news. The bad news are that the ghost's still sitting in your bed room... Sorry. Now, about the good one's.. the girl downstairs is actually quite nice. Maybe a little spooky at first, true, but still pretty friendly. I mean, I get that you wouldn't want ANY ghost to be haunting your house at all, but from what i've been told, you didn't really give her a chance to explain the reason, for her being here, to you." Pausing shortly, I thought about bringing up his suicidal issues... though I ended up deciding against it. This didn't seem like a good moment to do so. "In the end, it's really up to you whether or not you're capable of bringing yourself to go down there. Again, she's really nice. I'll also accompany you if you'd like.


@Venom Adhamm

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Hainer Falkenrath 


"So... so you didn't kill her? I'm paying you to kill her! She scares me! She's unnatural, and she haunts my home, a-and she writes home-cooking recipes on the walls in blood! I always cook the recipes and eat them, and they always taste really nice, but it still scares me!" he says, waving his arms about in fairly ambiguous gestures. He calms down after a moment and looks down at the ground, before turning his eyes back up to you.


"M-maybe I'll survive. I have my anti-ghost underwear after all... If I go down there, will you kill her when she tries to attack or eat me?"

 

[Koyne]

Unsure of what to tell my client during his outburst, I decided to simply stay quiet and let him ramble on for a bit. At this point, he was really just making a big fuss about something otherwise harmless, or atleast that's how I saw it. Oh Boo-hoo. I wish  I had someone writing home-cooking recipes on my walls even if it was in blood... That way, my diet would consist of more than just pizza and microwave-food... Then again, I'd probably get into some trouble with my landlord. hmm...." Drifting off for a moment, I immediatly snapped back to attention as John spoke again after after taking a moment, this time in a calmer voice. "I'm not sure if i'll be able to kill her... considering she's.. uh... already dead, but I'm going to protect you to the best of my abilities while we're down there. That much, I promise." I said with a stern expression, letting him know that i was serious about that.


@Venom Adhamm

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Hainer Falkenrath 


John nods, then heads with you back onto the elevator, before pushing the button that brings it down.


"I have your payment in my pocket already, so I'll give it to you whenever this is done..." he tells you as the elevator sinks down, down, down. Soon, the elevator stops, and John steps out. The ghost floats out of the room you previously found her in, and you can see an expression of fear appear on John's face for a moment.


"John... is that you? It's me, it's me. Don't you recognize me?" the ghostly woman asks.


"No... no, I've never seen anyone like you."


"Don't you remember? Before you started drinking... you would stay up late at night and you would imagine a girl like me, who would take care of you, and cook for you, clean after you, and... love you."


"B-but... that was only ever a fantasy..."


"It doesn't have to be one anymore, John. You're unhappy, but I can make you better. Won't you come with me? Won't you leave this world? Let's be happy together. This life is pain and suffering, you won't find happiness here..."


The woman reaches out, and John takes her hand. She pulls John close to her and they embrace, the woman seeming corporeal for this time. She takes John's face in her hands and pulls him close, kissing his virgin lips. A flash of light blinds you the moment this happens. When your vision returns...


The woman is gone. John is hanging from the noose. He finally looks happy.


Quest Completed: Coping


When man's pain outweighs his means to cope with pain, there is no way for him to continue living. The ghost that haunted John's house was an apparition created from an imaginary girl he dreamt up to help him cope with the loneliness and the isolation, with the fear and self-loathing. Such a girl could never truly exist in the real world. And so, John embraced her, embraced death, and took his leave.


@BobbyW

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Frederick Jones

I sighed. Too bad. It would've been nice to have some magical conjuration spell, but I wasn't like that. Guess I'll just take the knife for myself, because if I leave it at the scene I'm liable to get busted, even if Boss sends a cleanup crew. Which I highly doubt, which is why I'm keeping the knife in the first place.

Regardless, I pocketed the knife before making a beeline towards the closest window, pulling out my gun once more. I'd then try to open the window by hand. If that didn't work, then oh well. Guess I'd have to go loud, and break the window with my firearm... Right?

Item added:


Knife - A mildly effective melee weapon. Looks nice and clean. No rust, so you won't be killing people with tetanus.


You put the knife in your pocket and draw your rifle. Upon reaching the nearby window, you slip your fingers underneath it and attempt to open it. To your delight, the window slides up. This window is towards the back of the store. Peeking through, you can see various shelves with various items on them. The owner should be to the right of you once you enter. It's not possible for you to know if you'll be noticed once you slip into the store; you may or may not be within the peripheral vision of Jim James.


@FactionGuerrilla

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

I silently cursed to myself. With my luck, I knew what was going to happen next- 'ol Jimmy is gonna spot me, and the next thing I know I'm gonna have to kill him. I sincerely hope, however, that this little heist I was pulling off didn't end up like that. I don't want blood on my hands- been able to keep them clean up until now- and hell, maybe I could even talk James out of shooting my face off... If I'm lucky. That's probably just a little bit of a dream than anything, though- never will be a reality. Oh well.


I quickly crouched downwards before slowly- and cautiously- trying to step over the window without any noise. From there, I'd then make an attempt to creep my way towards the closest "cover" I had, be it a table, chair, or possibly even along the shelves if I'm that unlucky- all in the same manner that I had tried when I broke in. Best to go real slow and real quiet than fast and loud. If he hears anything, he's gonna be putting a bullet in my brain faster than I can utter a curse towards my "boss" for assigning me on this task. @Venom Adhamm

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Frederick Jones


You crouch down for a moment, then stand up in order to step over the window.


"Who's there?!" Jim James shouts as you enter. Your head darts over to him, and you notice he's looking at a television screen.


"No, no! Don't go in there! You'll die! No! No! No!" he shouts. You notice the show he's watching is Sad Kid, Good City, and one of the female characters just walked through a door and got shot to death by a fat man wearing too many gold chains. Jim James begins crying hysterically as you duck and take cover behind a shelf.


@FactionGuerrilla

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

Sheesh, this guy is obviously quite addicted to his TV show. Let's hope the baby continues to have his pacifier, though, as I steal his candy. Otherwise, I have a feeling things can get a little more than hairy, especially considering that he knows he's being harassed. Probably armed to the damn teeth, if you ask me.


Regardless. I digress. Gotta stick to the damn topic- get the goods and get the hell out. I glanced around me before slowly- as if I were one of those Saturday Morning cartoon animals peeking around a corner, waiting for the hunter to try to shoot them- reached towards the closest shelf, looking for something that could be of use and maybe even help me out a bit. Heh, who knows? Maybe I'll actually find some root beer on that shelf. Could go for a drink, after all...


@Venom Adhamm

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Frederick Jones


You reach out and pull something off a nearby shelf. Upon examining the item you chose without really looking, you notice that you have picked up a box of Spicy John's Hickory-Smoked Yum-Bites. You've seen commercials for these before. The jingle is still trapped away in the confines of your brain.


Spicy John, Spicy John


He'll wake you up and stop your yawn


Try his Hickory-Smoked Yum-Bites


With the flavor that's just right


Take a taste, buy some more


Stay trapped in the cogs of the capitalist machine you consumerist whore


You feel as though stealing these Yum-Bites would be a delightfully uplifting act of rebellion. Other than that, they're not particularly useful. In looking around the store from your current position, there's not much here that would be useful in either getting rid of the owner or taking his goods. There is, however, one of those fridge-like areas to the right of Jim James. Peering out through the glass doors of the fridge, you see it's keeping various drinks cold. Among them is root beer, in your favorite brand, Square Root Beer, contained in its notable square-shaped can.


@FactionGuerrilla

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

Heh, Square Root Beer. Didn't actually expect for this guy to have root beer since it's pretty damn unhealthy, but obviously Jim's one of those TV addicts, going through an entire pack as he watches marathons of his favorite shows. At least, so I'd assume by the looks of it. But hey, whatever makes him happy makes me happy- as long as he doesn't see me. I snickered to myself before stopping even though it was a light chuckle- last thing I wanted was to give myself away. Either way, I slowly put the Spicy Johns on the ground because I'd already essentially taken them, then glanced around me for hopefully a quick scan of my surroundings to look for any of his valuable goods that I could swipe. Until then, I think I'll stay put so I don't get caught.

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Frederick Jones


You stay stationary and hear Jim James shout something about "those goddamn season finale cliffhangers." He proceeds to take out his phone and check something.


"Oh! Oh! It's starting!" he exclaims as he quickly switches the channel. There's a few advertisements that play. During this time, you look around your surroundings and don't really see anything that would be too valuable. Maybe it's all in the backroom, accessed through a door near Jim James. You peek out and manage to see what Jim James is watching now. He's shaking in his seat, clearly excited.


On his television is a cartoon of some sort. The scene is a desert, and a windmill can be spotted in the background. The camera pans to a small group of young girls, being surrounded by shadow-like demons of some description. They're all hugging each other, some tearing up. Suddenly, the sound of a motor vehicle is heard. Without warning, a motorcycle and an armored man on top of it fly over the demons and land some distance away.


"Who the Hell is that?!" Jim James questions.


The man on the motorcycle turns and drives towards the demons. He draws a strange-looking gun from the side of his motorcycle and begins to open fire on the demons as he drives circles around them. Then, one of the demons leaps and clings onto the motorcycle. Without even looking, the man slams his foot into the demon and tilts the motorcycle slightly. The demon becomes stuck between the ground and the man's foot as it's dragged along for a time before it dissipates into nothing.


"Whoa!" Jim James shouts as he begins waving his arms frantically.


"Yeah! Yeah! Get 'em!" he says as the man on the motorcycle drives over several demons. Soon enough, one of the demons manages to jump onto the man and knock him off his bike. The demon proceeds to tear off the man's helmet, and his face is revealed. You recognize this character as being a character from some very old cartoon that you watched as a kid. It's Crusader John, from the show, Crusader John, though he looks quite a bit older and also has a very large beard.


"NO WAY!" Jim James exclaims loudly in surprise, clearly taken aback by Crusader John's new appearance. Jim James moves to the edge of his seat and now seems very, very engrossed in his show.


@FactionGuerrilla

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

I frowned in frustration. Brilliant. That door was in my way, but I had no clue how the hell I was gonna be able to get in there without being spotted by good 'ol Jim... Unless...


I grasped my can of Spicy John's. Ehhh, sorry, Spicy John's, but you're gonna have to take one for the team. It's not really going to be worth diddly squat anyways, and if I'm honest the Boss would probably want even that if I came back tail between my legs. Turning so I could angle myself at somewhat a correct position, I attempted to lift up the can before "gently" underhanding it in the exact opposite direction as the door. As soon as I did that, I made a somewhat quick, somewhat "stealthy" beeline towards the door, hoping to sneak in without being detected.

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Frederick Jones


You throw the box of Spicy John's at the opposite direction of the door, then hurry towards said door. Jim James fails to notice either you or the box you threw. He's just really interested in his show, and thus, you manage to sneak into the backroom and close the door behind you.


Inside is a very cramped and neutral-smelling room. It's also very dark. You feel around the wall for a light switch and flick on the lights. In doing so, your eyes are greeted by a rather unexpected sight. The backroom is filled entirely with packaged wheels of cheese and other dairy products, such as milk, yogurt, butter, and ice cream. It's at this point you notice a large neon sign that reads in large, flamboyant text "THE DAIRY ROOM."


Upon closer examination of the dairy products, you note the brands are very high-priced, expensive, and well-known ones. All these dairy products are probably worth a nice amount of money.


@FactionGuerrilla

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

Heh. Just my luck, I guess, that I didn't even need to use a distraction. I just hope that- for both my sake and his- Jim doesn't see me, lest I am forced to take action on him. I'd rather not shed blood, but if it happens... I will do it. But I digress.


I slowly and carefully stared at the goods all around me. Jackpot. Problem is, though, how am I supposed to carry all this crap? THere's absolutely no guarantee that I can swipe this stuff unless there's... Maybe there's a knapsack around?


As I began to carefully collect as many of the dairy products as I could to lie them down on the floor- quietly, of course- I began looking around me for anything that could be of assistance for me in terms of lugging these goods around.

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Frederick Jones


You eventually find a fairly large burlap sack in the corner of the room. After dusting it off a bit, you begin fitting dairy products into it. Although quite a bit will be able to fit into the burlap sack, you're certain you'll have to make at least one more trip from the vehicle to the shop if you want to collect everything.


As you're packing up the items, you hear Jim James shout from outside the room "Really!? A commercial break now!? But we were at the best part!"


Listening in a bit closer, you also hear him mumble "Well I guess I'll just get some milk to drink."


@FactionGuerrilla

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

With a scowl, I muttered a curse underneath my breath. Brilliant. An unhappy Jim James is a bad Jim James, and now he was coming in to get a drink because there was a damned commercial break. Although...


...Maybe I could actually kill two birds with one stone here- well, not really "kill", more like knock out, and besides they're not exactly related. If I could manage to knock out 'ol Jimmy with one blow, maybe he'll be unconscious long enough for me to swipe all his goodies- all without leaving a trace, either. It's worth a shot, I guess. Why the hell not?


I quickly put the half-packed sack on the ground before pulling out my rifle and making sure the safety was on. I would then hold it somewhat like a bat, and attempted to hide right next to the doorway. As soon as the storeowner came out, I planned on putting a strong swing to his head- Keyword: head- to take him down whilst making sure I didn't snap his neck or anything. I couldn't help but feel like things were going to get really ugly, though...

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Malicai Karalic


100/100 Health


100/100 Stamina


Abilities:


Axe Throw (15 stamina) - Throw your axe a moderate distance. It will deal damage upon hitting an enemy. It will stay in the enemy until you go to rip it out, at which point it will cause bleed damage for two turns.


Leap (10 stamina) - Leap up into the air and towards a target. You will avoid any projectiles fired close to the ground. If you are close enough to your target, you will deal damage to them upon landing.


Fury (50 stamina) - Enter an enraged state for three turns. During this time, damage is amplified. At the end of the three turns, half of the damage you took will be restored (provided you didn't die).


It's a boring day. You're currently working at a burger place called Fanny Manny's Meat Patties. You started your shift as the cashier roughly three hours ago, and not a single customer has come in during that time. This is largely due to the fact that this fast food establishment is right next to another fast food restaurant known as Responsible Girl's Burger. It has a nicer sign, nicer food, and cuter staff. One of the workers in the back kitchen is complaining about how the manager doesn't understand the basic principles of economics as they apply to business. He goes on about supply and demand, as well as the near-monopolization of the fast food industry by Responsible Girl's Burger. Eventually, the worker looks out at you.


"Hey! You over there! Do you have an opinion in this? How do you feel about the current socioeconomic state of the fast food business?"




Frederick Jones


You hide near the doorway and wait for a moment. Once the door opens, you slam your rifle at his head, but miss. When you finish your swing, you stare blankly ahead for a moment at nothing.


"Whadda Hell are you doing?!" Jim James asks you. You look down, and only now do you notice that Jim James is actually a Dorf, and his head is closer to the ground than you thought it was.


"I ain't got boots big enough to stomp 'ya out! I got fists though!" he shouts as he raises his fists and takes on a boxing stance.


"You here for my intestinal keys? You can't have 'em! Come on, put'em up!"


@Tabby Cat™ @FactionGuerrilla

 

[Tabby Cat™]

Malicai looks as his fellow co-worker, and speaks quietly, yet his tone a little too rough, "Since I just started here, I don't think my opinion really matters, but I'd say that maybe if we tried exerimenting a little, then we'd get progress. Probably such as surveys and things like that." He shrugs a little afterwards. "Maybe expand too. I don't know."


@Venom Adhamm

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

Damn it. Woulda been nice to have known that my target was a bloomin' Dorf- thanks, Boss, for absolutely nothing!


...But then again, the fact that Jim had swallowed the key whole shoulda rang alarms. Too late for that now, I guess.


"...Ey, I don't want any trouble here..." I replied before taking a step backwards, knowing that if I tried to punch him like normal he'd easily dodge it, and he could easily attack me below the belt like a sneaky bastard- like me. Instead, I let loose the best attempt at a roundhouse kick as I could, trying to knock him out with one blow.

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Malicai Karalic


"Hah, look at this guy. Thinks we can experiment, thinks we can do surveys, thinks we can expand. The fast food industry is a meritocracy that serves an increasingly homogenized consumer base!" the co-worker says, before turning back to the others in the kitchen. He speaks in a muffled voice, but you can still hear him.


"I'll bet you that guy enjoys taking subprime loans with adjustable mortgage rates."


You're not sure if that co-worker knows anything about economics, or is just throwing out random terms for no good reason. Regardless, you're now stood undisturbed at the cash register. No one's come in yet, and no one's come through the drive-thru either. What a boring job.


Frederick Jones


"You don't want trouble? Why've you gone and tried to heckle me dairy products!" the Dorf cries out as he runs towards you. He's stopped in his tracks by you kicking him. Though it seems to knock some air out of his lungs, your kick mostly bounces off his large Dorf frame.


"Oh! Oh! Ye've got trouble now ya' fuckin' wanker! I'm sick of you vegans trying to steal my goddamn dairy!" Jim James says angrily. He shoves a fist into his mouth, then begins to vomit. He digs around in the puddle of vomit for a moment, before retrieving from it a shortsword. With weapon in-hand, he begins to charge into you.


Jim James, The Dorf With a Large Stomach


95/100 HP


@Tabby Cat™ @FactionGuerrilla

 

[Tabby Cat™]

Malicai props his elbow on the counter and rests his chin in the palm of his hand. His expression showing he's bored. He sighs as he thinks to himself, 'That's what happens when you give your own opinion. Others shit on it if it's even close to being remotely good, or even if you have a different option from theirs. Typical.' He looks at the clock, wishing time would tick faster.


@Venom Adhamm

 

[Venom Adhamm]

(Sorry for the lateness of my reply. All replies won't be this late, promise.)



Malicai Karalic


Eventually, the bell signalling the end of your shift rings. Not a single customer came in today. Everyone takes their leave from the establishment as the workers for the night shift come in. This fast-food place is open 24 hours a day, but so is Responsible Girl's Burger, so it's unlikely any customers will come in at night. It's roughly 7:00 PM now. You're currently staying at a low-rate motel, which you could head back to now if you'd like. Otherwise, you could spend time exploring this little town of Morakesh and try to find something to do.

@Tabby Cat™

 

[Tabby Cat™]

(that's fine, I'm not any better)


Malicai changes out of his uniform and grabs his belongings, really just his wallet and keys, and leaves the establishment. He walks to the motel with the setting sun, Maybe I should write to Lillian when I get there.. He thinks to himself as he walks, counting each step he takes, so he only focuses on the distance between him and his destination.


@Venom Adhamm

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

Errr, was swallowing a giant sword very... sanitary? Or healthy, for that matter? Regardless, I don't think I want to be bopped by that thing any time soon. No, siree!


On instinct, I lifted my rifle to fire a Chain Shot directly towards the big honking Dorf. As I did so, I realized that I had just stood there while I fired my shot, leaving me completely vulnerable if the shot did absolutely nothing to stop him dead cold. Looks like the little mistakes I'm making are adding up into a huge 'ol snowball of doom...


"Woah, I'm not 'stealing'... just 'permanently borrowing' your groceries!"

 

[Venom Adhamm]

Malicai Karalic


You soon arrive at the rather poor-quality motel. You head into your room, which is of the same quality. There's just a shabby bed, a disgusting bathroom, and a small TV that's permanently stuck on a show called Info Conflicts, which consists of an angry Dorf sitting behind a desk and shouting at the camera about various topics. It's mildly entertaining.


As you enter, you think you can hear roaches mating in the bathroom. You're not sure whether or not it's consensual.


Your eyes move to the bed, which is where you currently have your writing supplies: paper, a pen, and an envelope with a stamp in the corner depicting a map of the world, except with the entire far-away continent of Orazo missing. You remember buying this stamp from a man shouting about how we need to build a wall around Orazo to prevent "the horrible scum of that horrible place from spreading and bringing their drugs with them.*"


*Drugs were previously shipped in mass numbers out from Orazo to other continents. However, this stopped after the signing by the World Congress of the Treaty to End Wars on Abstract Concepts and Items, which ended a war on drugs, as well as wars on other things such as triangle trade, diplomatic immunity abuse, "that thing that happens when you're tired but trying to stay awake, and your head goes down a bit and then suddenly jerks back up," and octagons.


Frederick Jones


The Dorf, though he's quite large, is stunned by the chain shot. He shouts incoherently as he struggles against the chain, which results in him falling over and starting to roll around. You think this might be an analogy for the futility of war. Probably not though.


"Don't you fuck with my dairy!" the Dorf shouts.


85/100 stamina


Jim James, The Dorf With a Large Stomach


75/100 HP - Stunned for one turn


@Tabby Cat™ @FactionGuerrilla