[The Murder Game Series] Murder: The Ties that Bind

MattieLee said:
Kinzie heard Chris mention that the us government was keeping all officers busy, she used to be a member of the FBI herself and was now curious "If you don't mind me asking, what is your rank exactly?"
I'm apart of a UN sanctioned organization referred to as the BSAA or Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance, we deal with bio-organic weapons or outbreaks like this when necessary- but if you're curious, I'm a 'Captain.'
 
(I'm sorry for taking so long to post @MozoWhittaker


I just had something come up that I was not expected.)


Luke shook the man's hand and smiled, then began to speak again. It was good to have allies, especially when you didn't know what the hell was going on. "Can I ask you a question? I'm looking for a little girl. She's eleven, wearing a hat with a blue D on it." Luke said, now noticing Scorpion's gaze going behind him. He ignored this, although it did catch his attention. What was he looking at?


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Clementine had been pushed away from Molly after she fell unconscious, then had rushed away further after gunshots had blazed through the air. She wasn't staying around for this shit. She continued walking, until she found herself face to face with a giant man in a diver's suit, one of his hands a drill. She stepped back, hands becoming sweaty, and fear filling her as she looked at the hulking monster. "Uh...um..."


@Deeox2
 
[QUOTE="Reaper Jack]Emiya nodded again.
"Yes from what I was hearing I assumed they were also Dead Apostle-analogues of some description. More violent and more powerful it would seem though."


Emiya stood back, thinking for a time before turning back to Shiki.


"Do you have any weapons? Anything at all to protect yourself with?"

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"Huh? You know about the Dead Apostles too?" Shiki blinked in surprise, before hearing his questions, "Oh, ah, I have a knife on me, so I'll be fine," he answered.


He may know about Dead Apostles, so he's probably related to the Church in some way or another, Shiki guessed mentally, I'm not sure if I should tell him about my Mystic Eyes just yet. Some Dead Apostles have Mystic Eyes too, after all, he thought to himself, remembering the first one he had ever fought; Nero Chaos.


"By the way, I'm not sure I got your name, Mr...?" He asked, briefly glancing and raising an eyebrow silently at the man who called himself Adachi extended the bottle to the man, though he didn't say anything. He couldn't reveal his Mystic Eyes in public like this, though then again, perhaps some of these people have experienced stranger things...
 
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Debra was walking down a rather dark alley as she heard the cross-fire from a distance echo through the night sky, she grit her teeth and pulled her weapon out of its holster, pulling back the aluminium barrel as walks down the said alley, where the only light offered was the dim, yet flickering light above her head. "This isn't scary at -fucking- all." She muttered to herself as her eyes eyed about the alley, every step closer to the street was a relief, this place gives her the 'fucking' creeps!


Just as she was about to reach the street, a rather slim, yet tall figure holding a weapon was walking across, with a rather obvious limp to his twisted right foot. Debra widened her eyes and froze in her place. "Oh fuck me!" she said out loud as the figure turned towards her suddenly, she apparently stepped on a piece of broken bottle glass, causing some noise.


"Drop the fucking gun!" She yelled out, raising her gun up towards the Crossed figure.


After another brief moment of silence, well silence apart from the gun fight in the distance, the man erupted in hysterical laughter.


"Bwahahahaha..- Stupid!" The Crossed figure managed to only pull the trigger once, Debra managed to land two bullets in his chest just before she earn one herself, the Crossed figure fell to his knees before slamming his head forward, against the cobble. Debra screamed and cried out in pain just as soon as she was shot, muttering a couple of million curses that would put a pirate to shame.


Debra looked to her right at the brick wall and walked over to it, leaning against it to steady herself as she took off her red shirt, revealing her white tank top; she stepped on the shirt and yanked the other part of the shirt she is holding firm with her unwounded hand, ripping it before leaning down to take the ripped cloth, wrapping it around her shoulder before tying it tightly against it, groaning.


"I so fucking miss Miami.." she said as she picked up her pistol, walking down the street, cars were ablaze, people dead on the street, butchered, slaughtered without mercy.. The sight sent a certain fear into her, though she didn't stop for sight-seeing just yet, she walked down the street to that certain building, it was a museum so the sign read as she walked up to its doors, pushing them back to only notice the busy atmosphere within, raising her pistol before lowering it, noticing the people aren't those 'Red-Faced fuckers." or so she thought!


(Sorry if it is horrible! it's like, 7 am where I am and I had no breakfast, but was to excited to write something down!)
 
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Akibahara said:
I understand it's good the U.S. Government is trying to keep all officers of the law busy at a time like this, though... I have a favor if you don't mind.” He side-glanced at Adachi, “... He looks like trouble, can you keep a close eye on him?
"Yeah. That's why we're here." He nodded at the Chris before extending his hand "Seargent Barnes. LAPD. Officer Contreras is the one standing by the Troopers and the other downed Officer... Never got there names."
 
Matt looked at the man with the odd pompadour. "Matt" he replied plainly, he wondered what happened exactly, that irl didn't seem too happy, what did he get rejected or something?


Kinzie listened to this "BSAA huh?, I never heard of that before so you deal with bio-hazards such as this. It may sound ridicoulous but I think this is some sort of an alternate reality of sorts, where I am from the world was destroyed by a galactic overlord"
 
TheAlmightyEmperor said:
Rand heard the man mention something about timelines and once the man was done saying scholarly words that may have challenged even Min, he said, "Ah, so I'm possibly in the future. I've experienced a few instances of this, although I suppose this is the first time where I willing traveled here and know how to return. Are you from this era as well? It would seem you're from the age of legends that I've heard about. Tell me, do you have carriages that travel through the air and spears that release lightning?"
"I am from farther in the future. We have been to the stars, but we found nothing but war, death, and a terrible plague like this one," he explained. "Though by all accounts this one seems far more manageable. The necromorphs are infinitely more... effective."

MrDubWubs said:
There she goes making tibbers again. *chuckles watching from a distance*
Tibbers? What was a Tibbers? Perhaps Isaac shouldn't have looked --a giant flaming bear monstrosity is not something to calm the nerves.


"So... magic, you said?"
 
[QUOTE="Leo Barnes]"Yeah. That's why we're here." He nodded at the Chris before extending his hand "Seargent Barnes. LAPD. Officer Contreras is the one standing by the Troopers and the other downed Officer... Never got there names."

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("The" Chris x3 Reminds me of how my friend and I call him because of how ridiculously awesome he is in RE5~)
 
Bombielonia said:
Debra was walking down a rather dark alley as she heard the cross-fire from a distance echo through the night sky, she grit her teeth and pulled her weapon out of its holster, pulling back the aluminium barrel as walks down the said alley, where the only light offered was the dim, yet flickering light above her head. "This isn't scary at -fucking- all." She muttered to herself as her eyes eyed about the alley, every step closer to the street was a relief, this place gives her the 'fucking' creeps!
Just as she was about to reach the street, a rather slim, yet tall figure holding a weapon was walking across, with a rather obvious limp to his twisted right foot. Debra widened her eyes and froze in her place. "Oh fuck me!" she said out loud as the figure turned towards her suddenly, she apparently stepped on a piece of broken bottle glass, causing some noise.


"Drop the fucking gun!" She yelled out, raising her gun up towards the Crossed figure.


After another brief moment of silence, well silence apart from the gun fight in the distance, the man erupted in hysterical laughter.


"Bwahahahaha..- Stupid!" The Crossed figure managed to only pull the trigger once, Debra managed to land two bullets in his chest just before she earn one herself, the Crossed figure fell to his knees before slamming his head forward, against the cobble. Debra screamed and cried out in pain just as soon as she was shot, muttering a couple of million curses that would put a pirate to shame.


Debra looked to her right at the brick wall and walked over to it, leaning against it to steady herself as she took off her red shirt, revealing her white tank top; she stepped on the shirt and yanked the other part of the shirt she is holding firm with her unwounded hand, ripping it before leaning down to take the ripped cloth, wrapping it around her shoulder before tying it tightly against it, groaning.


"I so fucking miss Miami.." she said as she picked up her pistol, walking down the street, cars were ablaze, people dead on the street, butchered, slaughtered without mercy.. The sight sent a certain fear into her, though she didn't stop for sight-seeing just yet, she walked down the street to that certain building, it was a museum so the sign read as she walked up to its doors, pushing them back to only notice the busy atmosphere within, raising her pistol before lowering it, noticing the people aren't those 'Red-Faced fuckers." or so she thought!


(Sorry if it is horrible! it's like, 7 am where I am and I had no breakfast, but was to excited to write something down!)
He focused his attention to the opening door, pointing at Contreras and back at the woman before he goes toward her "Hey. Hey you alright?"
 
MattieLee said:
Matt looked at the man with the odd pompadour. "Matt" he replied plainly, he wondered what happened exactly, that irl didn't seem too happy, what did he get rejected or something?
Kinzie listened to this "BSAA huh?, I never heard of that before so you deal with bio-hazards such as this. It may sound ridicoulous but I think this is some sort of an alternate reality of sorts, where I am from the world was destroyed by a galactic overlord"
"Okay, Matt. Friends?"


Dandy raises an eyebrow at Matt.
 
Verite said:
"Huh? You know about the Dead Apostles too?" Shiki blinked in surprise, before hearing his questions, "Oh, ah, I have a knife on me, so I'll be fine," he answered.
He may know about Dead Apostles, so he's probably related to the Church in some way or another, Shiki guessed mentally, I'm not sure if I should tell him about my Mystic Eyes just yet. Some Dead Apostles have Mystic Eyes too, after all, he thought to himself, remembering the first one he had ever fought; Nero Chaos.


"By the way, I'm not sure I got your name, Mr...?" He asked, briefly glancing and raising an eyebrow silently at the man who called himself Adachi extended the bottle to the man, though he didn't say anything. He couldn't reveal his Mystic Eyes in public like this, though then again, perhaps some of these people have experienced stranger things...
"Yes I am aware of the existence of Dead Apostles. If you think that means I am part of the Church or the Mage's Association, then I'm afraid you're wrong, I belong to neither. As for my name; I am Kiritsugu Emiya."


Emiya then fell back into thought again, trying to decide what to do with the boy.


"A knife alone won't be enough I don't think; if they are similar to Dead Apostles as we suspect; then they are contagious, we don't know how though, so I would stay out of their reach if at all possible. We should try and find you another weapon at least, for now, just stay with me."
 
Delayinder said:
"I am from farther in the future. We have been to the stars, but we found nothing but war, death, and a terrible plague like this one," he explained. "Though by all accounts this one seems far more manageable. The necromorphs are infinitely more... effective."
Tibbers? What was a Tibbers? Perhaps Isaac shouldn't have looked --a giant flaming bear monstrosity is not something to calm the nerves.


"So... magic, you said?"
The best kind
 
SuperChocoMilk said:
Clementine had been pushed away from Molly after she fell unconscious, then had rushed away further after gunshots had blazed through the air. She wasn't staying around for this shit. She continued walking, until she found herself face to face with a giant man in a diver's suit, one of his hands a drill. She stepped back, hands becoming sweaty, and fear filling her as she looked at the hulking monster. "Uh...um..."
Delta noticed the child as soon as the mumbling started. He bent down, his left hand dying down, the plasmid deactivating. "Child, I understand my intimidation, but there is no reason to be afraid. I have been called a Protector and a savior." Carefully and slowly, the Daddy extended his right hand. "Do you know anyone among our grouping?"
 
@MrDubWubs


Rand noticed the insect man look at something and as soon as Rand saw it, he instinctively yelled, "Dark Spawn!" And began hurling fire and chairs at the monstrosity. Only the Dark One could have created such a hideous and corrupted beast.
 
[QUOTE="Reaper Jack]"Yes I am aware of the existence of Dead Apostles. If you think that means I am part of the Church or the Mage's Association, then I'm afraid you're wrong, I belong to neither. As for my name; I am Kiritsugu Emiya."
Emiya then fell back into thought again, trying to decide what to do with the boy.


"A knife alone won't be enough I don't think; if they are similar to Dead Apostles as we suspect; then they are contagious, we don't know how though, so I would stay out of their reach if at all possible. We should try and find you another weapon at least, for now, just stay with me."

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He blinked as Emiya introduced himself. So he's not part of the Church, huh? But what's the Mage's Association? Is that... what Sensei is part of? Shiki thought to himself, remembering the young woman he had met eight years ago. Aoko Aozaki. He briefly wondered how she was doing, but remembered there were more pressing matters to attend to.


Adjusting his glasses a little, he nodded. "Ah, right. That sounds like a good idea. I'm Shiki Tohno, if you didn't catch it. Nice to meet you, Mr. Emiya," he said, offering a handshake. He was, at the very least, glad that the man seemed to be a little more gregarious than he seemed at first glance.
 
I walk into the room, "Okay, what'd I miss?" I look around, searching for anyone to perhaps have a new discussion with. I figure that, though plenty of shit is going on outside, there's no reason to be unsociable, but actually should build bonds with the people around me, get to know them. If I learned anything from Shepard, it's that I need to know the people I have to fight with.
 
[QUOTE="Leo Barnes]He focused his attention to the opening door, pointing at Contreras and back at the woman before he goes toward her "Hey. Hey you alright?"

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She looked left and right before her attention was caught by Leo, she raises one eyebrow before the other. "Do I fucking look alright? I was fucking shot by Slenderman! I am no where alright!"


She sighed, taking a deep breath before saying, in a more calmed manner.. "I was shot.. Obviously." she gestures her arm, wrinkling her nose left and right as she goes to holster her weapon.
 
@Flowershadow


He looks at the bottle, unsure of what was really in it, or if he should take it or not.


"Are you sure? I don't exactly drink often."


He decided it would maybe just be best to take it since he was offered it, gently taking the bottle and bringing the spout to his lips, drinking down the fluid inside. His insides suddenly started to tingle slightly as it went down to his gut, him coughing slightly as he takes the bottle from his lips.


"Eghh... I-I don't remember the last time I drank something other than a Vulnerary..."


The taste wan not bad, but he didn't care for the taste of it really. He hands the empty bottle back to Adachi,wiping his lips with his other hand.


"Thanks for that..."
 
[QUOTE="Leo Barnes]"Yeah. That's why we're here." He nodded at the Chris before extending his hand "Seargent Barnes. LAPD. Officer Contreras is the one standing by the Troopers and the other downed Officer... Never got there names."

[/QUOTE]
He nodded, waving as he returned the shake, “Glad we have another law-man here. I'd best let you tend to everyone else.

MattieLee said:
Matt looked at the man with the odd pompadour. "Matt" he replied plainly, he wondered what happened exactly, that irl didn't seem too happy, what did he get rejected or something?
Kinzie listened to this "BSAA huh?, I never heard of that before so you deal with bio-hazards such as this. It may sound ridicoulous but I think this is some sort of an alternate reality of sorts, where I am from the world was destroyed by a galactic overlord"
I... see.” He paused, “Ma'am, how much did you have to drink tonight?” Another pause, followed by a half-grin, chuckling as he patted Kinsie on the shoulder, “Just kidding, we have a strange cast tonight anyway, I'm certain you're not out of place.
 
Molly frowned as she realized her voice gone unheard, turning to face the back part of the building, Molly spotted a small room. Molly slowly made her way to a room in the far left back corner. 'Oh....this wound will needs stitches, possibly infected, so antibiotics, gods this fucking sucks.' Molly eventually made her way to the room, stopping as neared the 12x12 brown door. The door held a small square window, and a sliver door knob. Grabbing the door knob Molly turned it, only to have stop, proving it was locked. 'Of course.' Looking to the window, Molly sighed, and quickly threw her blade handle into the glass, causing a loud smash! to roar into the building.
 
Bombielonia said:
She looked left and right before her attention was caught by Leo, she raises one eyebrow before the other. "Do I fucking look alright? I was fucking shot by Slenderman! I am no where alright!"
She sighed, taking a deep breath before saying, in a more calmed manner.. "I was shot.. Obviously." she gestures her arm, wrinkling her nose left and right as she goes to holster her weapon.
Leo threw up his hands in a "I surrender" way, before putting them down as he looked at her, the other officer closing the door "Where are you shot? Just be clear"
 
MrDubWubs said:
The best kind
"You both seem to have a tendency to enjoy violence," he commented, not sure if that is such a thing conducive to survival.

TheAlmightyEmperor said:
@MrDubWubs
Rand noticed the insect man look at something and as soon as Rand saw it, he instinctively yelled, "Dark Spawn!" And began hurling fire and chairs at the monstrosity. Only the Dark One could have created such a hideous and corrupted beast.
Of course, as he spoke of violence the man talking to him started flinging chairs and fire at the little girl and her bear. As a knee jerk reaction, Isaac pointed the plasma cutter at the man --triple laser pointer centered on the man's chest.


"You seem smart. You should understand that people here are from different places and times --what she is doing is magic by most standards. Cool it before you start a bloodbath in here."
 
Deeox2 said:
Delta noticed the child as soon as the mumbling started. He bent down, his left hand dying down, the plasmid deactivating. "Child, I understand my intimidation, but there is no reason to be afraid. I have been called a Protector and a savior." Carefully and slowly, the Daddy extended his right hand. "Do you know anyone among our grouping?"
Clementine backed up slowly, but raised an eyebrow at the thing's name of Protector and Savior. Something about him just seemed safe. She stepped back up to him, and answered his question. "Yes. There's somebody named Molly, she's the girl who's unconscious right now, the one with the ice pick. Then there's the girl cop, I think someone called her Claire. And the other person, who I came here with but I got separated from, is Luke. He should have a machete on his back, he has brown hair." Clementine thought for a minute, looking into the diving suit's glowing "eyes." He seemed friendly, even though he was slightly intimidating. "I'm Clementine. Who are you?"
 

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