Fantasy Godly Knights

[Wintermute]

VECTOR frowned under his gas mask. People were injured around the area of the explosion. The blue guy started to shoot at him, and VECTOR responded by shooting a jet of white fire, the hottest he could muster, at the hail of bullets, making the metal they were composed of melt off, deforming the bullet and making most of them miss except for one, which his his bulletproof vest, luckily. He then shot the flames at the ground, impulsing himself up into the air really fast, and as he zoomed by blue guy, he snatched the beloved SMG out of his hands, later landing on the ground again. "As I said, nobody takes away my SMG." I took out the mag with normal ammo and stuck in a fresh one with incendiary rounds, and then remembered this guy could teleport, therefore he could easily dodge the bullets.


"Look, I already did what my mission was, and that was to trash Wonderland's HQ. What you were doing there, I cannot imagine. Probably something illegal, or maybe not. Either ways, surrender, put your hands on your head, you have the right to remain silent, or else I have the right to annihilate you. Your choice."

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

VECTOR frowned under his gas mask. People were injured around the area of the explosion. The blue guy started to shoot at him, and VECTOR responded by shooting a jet of white fire, the hottest he could muster, at the hail of bullets, making the metal they were composed of melt off, deforming the bullet and making most of them miss except for one, which his his bulletproof vest, luckily. He then shot the flames at the ground, impulsing himself up into the air really fast, and as he zoomed by blue guy, he snatched the beloved SMG out of his hands, later landing on the ground again. "As I said, nobody takes away my SMG." I took out the mag with normal ammo and stuck in a fresh one with incendiary rounds, and then remembered this guy could teleport, therefore he could easily dodge the bullets.
"Look, I already did what my mission was, and that was to trash Wonderland's HQ. What you were doing there, I cannot imagine. Probably something illegal, or maybe not. Either ways, surrender, put your hands on your head, you have the right to remain silent, or else I have the right to annihilate you. Your choice."

Advocate tilted his head. "Sure." He put his hands behind his head, looking at the man. "But not really." He teleported away, going back and forth, back and forth in the sky. Until finally, after so long...Advocate was above him. "Surprise!" He landed atop the man, jumping off behind him, then kicking him in the back, bring the man to his knees. He pushed the man over, then stomped his foot, using the distraction to make a run for it. "Sorry, not right now! I'll call you later. I've got a date!" He jumped across crashed cars, then ran into an alleyway, finally free of the rain. "Alright, to that street. Hopefully military asshole doesn't follow me."


Advocate warped to the address, appearing on the front yard. "Amazing." He rung the doorbell, hoping someone would answer.


@The Gil

 

[Blood dog]

Toguro got up and went to a bedroom again to lay down he start to feel worse and worse if you was down there he didn't know what he would do.

 

[Wintermute]

"Oh for fucks sake" VECTOR had endured more harm than this guy could dish out, but he was dangerous and on the loose now. "Calling all units, calling all units. We have a rogue, I repeat, we have a rogue mutant roaming the streets. He is blue and can teleport." Only hearing static, he changed the channel to the one he used with Andrew, another QART agent, since they had different channels for each member. "Andrew, do you copy? We have a rogue mutant. Hes blue and can teleport. He is linked with the underground terror cell Wonderland. Hes to be tased on sight, or detained if you can, over."


He ran to the HUMVEE and started to sweep the city for the blue man. 
((Im calling it a night guys, currently 6:38 AM where I live, and I've got to walk the dog in the morning. Goodnight. Dont do too much shit without me ))

 

[The Gil]

Advocate tilted his head. "Sure." He put his hands behind his head, looking at the man. "But not really." He teleported away, going back and forth, back and forth in the sky. Until finally, after so long...Advocate was above him. "Surprise!" He landed atop the man, jumping off behind him, then kicking him in the back, bring the man to his knees. He pushed the man over, then stomped his foot, using the distraction to make a run for it. "Sorry, not right now! I'll call you later. I've got a date!" He jumped across crashed cars, then ran into an alleyway, finally free of the rain. "Alright, to that street. Hopefully military asshole doesn't follow me."
Advocate warped to the address, appearing on the front yard. "Amazing." He rung the doorbell, hoping someone would answer.


@The Gil

Hearing the door bell, the drunk man opened the door. He had white long hair and a long beard as well. He thought how odd that guy in front of him was... Wait, wasn't him a part of Alice's prophecy? A blue fellow would do some shit and...? That was all he could remember. "Hm... Hello... I-I'm *hiccup* I'm the Jack of Hearts. You... You must *hiccup* be that blue guy... That blue guy that is supposed to do... *hiccup* T-that thing, you are supposed to do... Come inside, so we can have a drink. Come on, don't be s... sh.. Shit... I forgot the word".

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

 


[QUOTE="The Gil]Hearing the door bell, the drunk man opened the door. He had white long hair and a long beard as well. He thought how odd that guy in front of him was... Wait, wasn't him a part of Alice's prophecy? A blue fellow would do some shit and...? That was all he could remember. "Hm... Hello... I-I'm *hiccup* I'm the Jack of Hearts. You... You must *hiccup* be that blue guy... That blue guy that is supposed to do... *hiccup* T-that thing, you are supposed to do... Come inside, so we can have a drink. Come on, don't be s... sh.. Shit... I forgot the word".

[/QUOTE]
Advocate looked down at the picture, then up at the man. Down at the picture, then back at the man. Well, not exactly the same, but it would do for now. Advocate walked in after the bearded man. His name was Jack of Hearts, so he must've been here to help somehow. "So, what's the deal here? Do you know someone who looks like this?" He held up the picture of Irene, letting the man get a good view.

 

[Bea Delaine]

(Musica senior, hm?)

 

[The Gil]

 

Advocate looked down at the picture, then up at the man. Down at the picture, then back at the man. Well, not exactly the same, but it would do for now. Advocate walked in after the bearded man. His name was Jack of Hearts, so he must've been here to help somehow. "So, what's the deal here? Do you know someone who looks like this?" He held up the picture of Irene, letting the man get a good view.

Jack kept looking at the picture for a long while. Then for a little longer. Then for a bit more... One could say he would be pissing Advocate out with all that hold up, but he barely noticed he was taking long. "Uhm.. This girl I'll say... Uhm...". He touched his beard for a long while, trying to remember. "Well, she looks hot". He took the picture out of the hands of Advocate and showed it to him. "A-ain't she hot? I think she looks hot... I mean, kinda hot... N-not some Jolie shit but *hiccup* you get the p-point, aight? Gawd... I-I might be drunk you know, so maybe she's not as hot as *hiccup* as she really is, do you know what I mean?". The man walked to the couch, almost falling to the ground. He was really really drunk...

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]Jack kept looking at the picture for a long while. Then for a little longer. Then for a bit more... One could say he would be pissing Advocate out with all that hold up, but he barely noticed he was taking long. "Uhm.. This girl I'll say... Uhm...". He touched his beard for a long while, trying to remember. "Well, she looks hot". He took the picture out of the hands of Advocate and showed it to him. "A-ain't she hot? I think she looks hot... I mean, kinda hot... N-not some Jolie shit but *hiccup* you get the p-point, aight? Gawd... I-I might be drunk you know, so maybe she's not as hot as *hiccup* as she really is, do you know what I mean?". The man walked to the couch, almost falling to the ground. He was really really drunk...

[/QUOTE]
Oh god, another one of them. Why were the entire Wonderland cell stupid, nut bags, or just plain drunkards. "Yeah, sure, she's hot." Advocate patted the man on the back, then pulled him up. "Here, let's take you to the bathroom, okay? You might need to puke." He pulled the man in the bathroom, then slammed his head against the sink. He wasn't going to remember this, hopefully. The idiot was too drunk. Now, it was time to get some real business done. He took the photo off of Jack, then walked to what appeared to be his bedroom. Hopefully he'd find something useful out of this...

 

[The Gil]

Oh god, another one of them. Why were the entire Wonderland cell stupid, nut bags, or just plain drunkards. "Yeah, sure, she's hot." Advocate patted the man on the back, then pulled him up. "Here, let's take you to the bathroom, okay? You might need to puke." He pulled the man in the bathroom, then slammed his head against the sink. He wasn't going to remember this, hopefully. The idiot was too drunk. Now, it was time to get some real business done. He took the photo off of Jack, then walked to what appeared to be his bedroom. Hopefully he'd find something useful out of this...

After feeling the bump against his head, Jack shouted a little bit. "Helluv... Vucking hell...". He was unconscious. At least there were places to Advocate look into. He walked towards the bedroom to find a well organized room, differing so much from its owner.

There is a wardrobe, a few nightstands with waaaay to many drawers. Many places to search for things. That bed looks too good for that old man. And he really doesn't like the kind of guy who likes flowers. You wonder if this house is really his.




((Also, pointing out to @Spiders @Bea Delaine @Blood dog that you might explore the house of Arthur while he's cooking. You could even find something interesting. Or you could just talk with each other if you guys are still there))
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[SuperChocoMilk]

@Spiders[/URL] @Bea Delaine @Blood dog that you might explore the house of Arthur while he's cooking. You could even find something interesting. Or you could just talk with each other if you guys are still there))
[/CENTER]

After seeing the drunk old man fall out, seeing such niceness was kind of...unsettling. Advocate walked around, peering at the nice bed, with no signs of beer or any other hoboish things. "This is weird." He plopped down on the black chair, getting a feel for it. "Hmm, cozy." Advocate stood up, then looked at the wardrobe. "Narnia, are you there." He said, then pulled open the two doors.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Irene sat at the couch, eyes slowly drooping. She hadnt gotten sleep since the incident. Funny, it felt like forever ago. The rain didnt help either. Made her nauseous. Still, she had yet to feel anything at all until relaxed like this.


"Hey. Im napping here. Dont kill me in the night, alright?" She called out to the man in the kitchen as she removed shoes and curled up

 

[The Gil]

After seeing the drunk old man fall out, seeing such niceness was kind of...unsettling. Advocate walked around, peering at the nice bed, with no signs of beer or any other hoboish things. "This is weird." He plopped down on the black chair, getting a feel for it. "Hmm, cozy." Advocate stood up, then looked at the wardrobe. "Narnia, are you there." He said, then pulled open the two doors.

Advocate opened the wardrobe, to find out it was empty. Except for a small letter inside, addressed to Olson Potridge.

Do you open it?​

[QUOTE="Bea Delaine]Irene sat at the couch, eyes slowly drooping. She hadnt gotten sleep since the incident. Funny, it felt like forever ago. The rain didnt help either. Made her nauseous. Still, she had yet to feel anything at all until relaxed like this.
"Hey. Im napping here. Dont kill me in the night, alright?" She called out to the man in the kitchen as she removed shoes and curled up

[/QUOTE]
"I'll try not to", Arthur replied with a grin. That lasagna sure was taking long. The idea of having strangers on his kitchen bothered, but not enough to make him kick them out.

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]Advocate opened the wardrobe, to find out it was empty. Except for a small letter inside, addressed to Olson Potridge.

Do you open it?​

"I'll try not to", Arthur replied with a grin. That lasagna sure was taking long. The idea of having strangers on his kitchen bothered, but not enough to make him kick them out.

[/QUOTE]
Advocate stared down at the letter. Olson Potridge. That name was not familiar in the slightest, but Advocate was a very curious man. He tore open the envelope, and reached inside.

 

[The Gil]

Advocate stared down at the letter. Olson Potridge. That name was not familiar in the slightest, but Advocate was a very curious man. He tore open the envelope, and reached inside.

Inside the envelope, that was a letter written in a childish writing. It was ugly and it sent a simple message to whoever Olson Potridge was. It surely wasn't a good message nor did it told much else about Jack and the mission of Advocate.

But there was still the rest of the room to search for something. Maybe that could be something under the bed. Or inside the nightstand drawers.​

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]Inside the envelope, that was a letter written in a childish writing. It was ugly and it sent a simple message to whoever Olson Potridge was. It surely wasn't a good message nor did it told much else about Jack and the mission of Advocate.

But there was still the rest of the room to search for something. Maybe that could be something under the bed. Or inside the nightstand drawers.​

[/QUOTE]
Advocate cocked his head at the distasteful note. Hmm, the name Julie seemed very familiar... Just where from? Advocate couldn't remember at the moment, so he stuffed the note in his pocket, along with the envelope. It might come in useful later. He then began to search through the nightstand.

 

[The Gil]

Advocate cocked his head at the distasteful note. Hmm, the name Julie seemed very familiar... Just where from? Advocate couldn't remember at the moment, so he stuffed the note in his pocket, along with the envelope. It might come in useful later. He then began to search through the nightstand.

In the first drawer, Advocate found three letters, all of them opened. Two of them were addressed to Orson City, West Street 16, Olson Potridge. The other one was sent by him, two days before the first one and one day before the last one. This one sent by him was addressed to Pluckville, Alaska, Brickston Road, No number. The last one was just a small piece of paper containing two lines in red.

There is still six drawers on the nightstand. But how long until Jack wakes up?

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[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]In the first drawer, Advocate found three letters, all of them opened. Two of them were addressed to Orson City, West Street 16, Olson Potridge. The other one was sent by him, two days before the first one and one day before the last one. This one sent by him was addressed to Pluckville, Alaska, Brickston Road, No number. The last one was just a small piece of paper containing two lines in red.

There is still six drawers on the nightstand. But how long until Jack wakes up?

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[/QUOTE]
Maybe all of this shit would make sense once Advocate wasn't tired,mug as if now, it was just a load of nonsense and swears. So, he guessed that the guy in the bathroom was actually Jack. Or maybe he wasn't...


Advocate looked at the last note. "The queen of hearts is not pleased." That could not be good. What if Jack was a fucking hitman? Advocate shook his head, then shoved the notes into his pocket with the other letters. He then jumped to the floor and looked under the bed, hoping something was there...

 

[The Gil]

Maybe all of this shit would make sense once Advocate wasn't tired,mug as if now, it was just a load of nonsense and swears. So, he guessed that the guy in the bathroom was actually Jack. Or maybe he wasn't...
Advocate looked at the last note. "The queen of hearts is not pleased." That could not be good. What if Jack was a fucking hitman? Advocate shook his head, then shoved the notes into his pocket with the other letters. He then jumped to the floor and looked under the bed, hoping something was there...

A noise came from the bathroom. It looked like Jack was waking up any second now. If he was a hitman, what would he do, finding Advocate messing with all of his stuff? It didn't matter right now, at least if he was fast. Advocate knew for sure that he still had time to open at least TWO drawers.

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]A noise came from the bathroom. It looked like Jack was waking up any second now. If he was a hitman, what would he do, finding Advocate messing with all of his stuff? It didn't matter right now, at least if he was fast. Advocate knew for sure that he still had time to open at least TWO drawers.

[/QUOTE]
Advocate quickly pulled open the two last drawers, hoping to find something in them. Jack was stirring, and he was obviously affiliated with the queen of hearts. Wonderland cell, obviously. Advocate could NOT ruin this deal before he had even started it.

 

[The Gil]

Advocate quickly pulled open the two last drawers, hoping to find something in them. Jack was stirring, and he was obviously affiliated with the queen of hearts. Wonderland cell, obviously. Advocate could NOT ruin this deal before he had even started it.

Inside the first drawer, Advocate found a little box, containing a picture and a preserved collection of spiders of all kinds, inside little vials.

Inside the second drawer, there was a fully loaded six shooter and a piece of paper.

You hear footsteps coming from the bathroom, along with some moaning. Jack woke up, and he's coming to his bedroom.​

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]Inside the first drawer, Advocate found a little box, containing a picture and a preserved collection of spiders of all kinds, inside little vials.

Inside the second drawer, there was a fully loaded six shooter and a piece of paper.

You hear footsteps coming from the bathroom, along with some moaning. Jack woke up, and he's coming to his bedroom.​

[/QUOTE]
Advocate stuff everything except for the revolver into his pocket. He didn't exactly like the idea of there being spiders in his pocket, buttery would have to do for now. Advocate looked down at the revolver in his hand, then at the door. He was curious about what was in the rest of this room, but he didn't want to kill this guy! Dammit. Advocate shook his head, and pointed the revolver at the door. But...he couldn't. Advocate warped away. He'd have to find the real address alter, as he popped up in the living room. "Oh, hey Jack! You kind of passed out in the bathroom. Sorry about that." He quickly stuffed the revolver into his hoodie, hoping Jack hadn't seen it.

 

[The Gil]

Advocate stuff everything except for the revolver into his pocket. He didn't exactly like the idea of there being spiders in his pocket, buttery would have to do for now. Advocate looked down at the revolver in his hand, then at the door. He was curious about what was in the rest of this room, but he didn't want to kill this guy! Dammit. Advocate shook his head, and pointed the revolver at the door. But...he couldn't. Advocate warped away. He'd have to find the real address alter, as he popped up in the living room. "Oh, hey Jack! You kind of passed out in the bathroom. Sorry about that." He quickly stuffed the revolver into his hoodie, hoping Jack hadn't seen it.

Jack started to blink real quickly, trying to regain control of his vision. He was having a hell of a hangover. Running back to the bathroom, he puked inside the sink. He got to his bedroom, ignoring what Advocate said. Looking around, everything seemed to be normal. He got back to the living room. What was the name of that guy again? He couldn't remember. Feeling dizzy, he sat on the couch. It felt so comfortable he thought he could just die in there. "I'm so fucking hungover right now... I must have been drunk for days... Anyway, who are you again? You're the blue guy from the prophecy, right?"

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

[QUOTE="The Gil]Jack started to blink real quickly, trying to regain control of his vision. He was having a hell of a hangover. Running back to the bathroom, he puked inside the sink. He got to his bedroom, ignoring what Advocate said. Looking around, everything seemed to be normal. He got back to the living room. What was the name of that guy again? He couldn't remember. Feeling dizzy, he sat on the couch. It felt so comfortable he thought he could just die in there. "I'm so fucking hungover right now... I must have been drunk for days... Anyway, who are you again? You're the blue guy from the prophecy, right?"

[/QUOTE]
Advocate sighed, and nodded. "Yeah, that's me. I'm the blue guy from the prophecy." He scratched the back of his head, then looked at Jack, pulling the picture out again. Maybe now that he was semi-sober, maybe then he would be able to recognize Irene and where she was. "Do you know who this is, and where they are at?"

 

[The Gil]

Advocate sighed, and nodded. "Yeah, that's me. I'm the blue guy from the prophecy." He scratched the back of his head, then looked at Jack, pulling the picture out again. Maybe now that he was semi-sober, maybe then he would be able to recognize Irene and where she was. "Do you know who this is, and where they are at?"

With his head still pounding, Jack leaned towards the picture. He recognized her right away. "Yep, I definetely know her. She's the other one from the prophecy, the one you have to protect, Irene Beck, I guess that's her name. But I have no idea where she is. The only ones who know where she is is the Queen of Hearts, The Rabbit, The King and Alice herself". Jack went to his kitchen, looking for an aspirin. He had to deal with this headache right away. Placing the tablet of the medicine inside a glass cup filled with water, he returned to the living room. "I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that they didn't told you shit so far, did they?"