Realistic or Modern "Them" Act One: "Rebellion", Scene One

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The Mayors head would slowly creak towards Lana as she kept her rictus grin before stepping over to her, her shadow covering Lana as she still smiled.
“It’s not a question silly! Everyone MUST get a gun!” She said, the MUST part being said with a hint of....something else.

Object Name: “Them” company Pistol
.Military-Grade pistol, the essential weapon of every “Them” Agent
.Able to fire infinite rounds, but how? (Redacted) has refused to disclose the matter
.Packs quite a punch
.Newer Models equipped with glasses case built into the magazine for late night infiltration/reading nook time.

Sayo-Nara
QizPizza


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[Hexxy]

Drossel would look unamuzed grabbing pistol putting away her arm cannon. "It's nothing close to what I use." Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Thepotatogod]

• Party Of Tilnone
• Status and Inventory

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  --All Present--
  Laix_Lake Benedict Cucumberpatch
  
  
  
  It's...Asking for something. I couldn't exactly tell what it is, but the tall freaky grey man simply pointed at Apa then tilted its head...Maybe it's asking who I am?
  
  "Are you...Saying 'Who are you'?" I, as Apa, asked, pointing at myself with a nod. If it was, I didn't waste any time and introduced myself. "I'm Apa Yonmae, I'm a Cleric of the adventurer party 'Tilnone'." I said, smiling as Apa stretched her hand. "Nice to meet you, um..." I said, still unsure if it could even understand me. Or at least, if it could even talk.
  
  Maybe I should have Lisa make a rock tablet for it to burn what it wants to say if it ever comes to it.
  
  It was then that an announcement blared out from the end of the hall, saying that everyone must gather in this specific hallway. Everyone else appears to be there, ranging from people who look like they're from the modern world, to strange monsters and animals that walk in bipedal...Wait, aren't those Pokemon?
  
  Well, regardless, as everyone gathered, I had to keep my units close to each other. I had Lisa make her way through the crowd towards Apa and the creepy tall grey man.
  
  Here comes the hard part. Acting. Now, I'm not a great actor, but I'm glad I was part of Theater Club back when I was a Freshman in Highschool. Did I mention I was still a teenager? I probably didn't.
  
  "Apa, there you are!" Lisa called out, getting Apa's attention.
  
  "Lisa!" Apa smiled, running towards her and hugging her, "Did you find out what you're looking for?" She asked as they both let go of their hug.
  
  "Sadly, I did not." Lisa shook her head, noticing the grey man. "Oh, did you make a new friend?"
  
  "I'm not too sure." Apa shook her head, "I don't know what he's saying...He just walked up to me and pointed at me!" She said, like a child telling what happened to her mother. "But you know, I think it just wanted to know me!"
  
  "Is that so?" Lisa said, soon turning to the Grey man. "Nice to meet you, I'm Lisa Theola II." She introduced with a regal bow, "I do hope that all of us will get along." She said, smiling.
  
  There, that should get some conversation going with that gray guy. However, as I await for his answer, the doors opened and out came a blonde in a blue suit. She's Madam Mayor, the Mayor of the City.
  
  That's the most exposition we got about this place in one introduction so far.
  
  Madam Mayor beckoned the rag tag group to follow, which included the three of us, of course.
  
  "Lisa..." Apa looked at Lisa in confusion, who could only place a hand on her cheek.
  
  "I guess we have to go along for now..." Lisa nodded before grabbing Apa's hand, the two followed the group into the meeting place.
  
  --{Lobby}-->
  
  
  
  The group arriced at what I can probably make out to be a fancy lobby of some kind. Red carpets, golden trimmed tables, hell, even state of the art decor! Whoever's running the place must be filthy friggin rich!
  
  "Wooaah..." Apa gazed in awe, though it's really nothing compared to Lisa's castle back in Theola and that Fortze, The Fourth Chosen Lord of the Nine's dungeon. Yeah, a mouthful, I know.
  
  Madam Mayor then issued us out gear. Uniforms that consists of suits and pants. comms that you can pick between a headset or a walkie talkie. They look pretty modern, too. Wouldn't really fit with these two's fantasy aesthetic, but if it's mandatory, it's mandatory.
  
  I can picture Lisa in formal wear like that, actually, but Apa?...The suit will look cute as heck to her. The suit's not really mandatory, but when dress codes should be enforced, I gotta change Apa the most...Meaning I get to wrap what would be a hot suit over her white cleric's robe. Joy.
  
  Then came the main event, the item that the Mayor's so excited to give us...A Gun. More specifically, a pistol with a scope.
  
  "Wait, what the fuck?!" Lisa and Apa blurted out at the same time at the same tone at the same volume. I quickly realized my blunder and immediately covered my mouth.
  
  Damnit, Tilnone, you dumb fuck! You shouldn't yell shit aloud like that! They'll be onto you if you keep doing this, man! But still...Did I really hear that right? Everyone's getting a pistol? I overhear from the mayor that the pistol's as mandatory as the headpiece. If I have a real body instead of these two, I would've sighed.
  
  Lisa and Apa glanced at each other and nodded, soon walking over to procure the issued gears. Luckily, the suit's in a suitcase, so I don't have to chuck them all of them to Lisa. For the Comms, I decided to get one of each. Lisa took the Walkie Talkie and Apa took the headset, undoing her hood then slapping them onto her ears before flipping her hood on again. A concealed headset is great for a secret agent, no?
  
  Then came the guns. I placed Lisa's on her belt, right beside her rapier. Apa's, however? Well, it's not like I can keep it inside her robe. It doesn't have any inside pockets and, well...Between you and me, she goes commando in there save for a tank top and some spats. So basically, just her undies, mostly. However, I did notice that the bible she had went missing, so that holster was pretty empty...Well, a gun counts as a holy weapon, yes? After putting the gun in the Bible's holster, I had the two make their way towards the door directed to us.
  
  Let's hope the guy we're meeting isn't that intimidating.
  
• 
  ---Until The Nine Returned To None--
  
  
  
  Total Balance: $3000
  Spots: 2/4
  Party Members:
  ["Lisa Theola II"]
  HP: 100%
  MP: 100%
  AP(Stamina): 100%
  Status: Healthy!
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smartphone $1000 Balance
  Rapier
  Crossbow
  T.H.E.M Uniform
  T.H.E.M Walkie Talkie
  T.H.E.M Joker's Side Special: GUN.
  
  ["'Apa Yonmae'"]
  HP: 100%
  MP: 100%
  AP(Stamina): 100%
  Status: Healthy!
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smartphone - $1000 Balance
  Cleric Rod
  T.H.E.M Uniform
  T.H.E.M Headset
  Joker's Side Special: GUN
  [____Tilnone]
  HP: N/A
  MP: N/A
  AP: N/A
  Inventory:
  Agent-Issued Smarphone(Account Accessed through Apa and Lisa) - $1000
  Thoughts: Who'd give a gun to a kid?!
  

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

I looked at this mayor lady very confusingly. I seriously didn’t want a gun. I didn’t even know how to use one! I calmly look at her and shake my head.
“I’m sorry lady, but I really don’t want a gun... thanks for the offer though!”

Benedict Cucumberpatch ​

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The Mayor stood there, her smile bigger than ever before as an inhuman noise came from behind her clenched teeth. The sight was so unnerving that even the Agents themselves would tip their hats downward and stare at the floor. The Mayor would take big, dramatic, loud steps towards Lana, one of her shoes planting right into Lana’s foot, She put a hand on Lana’s shoulder, “Oh Silly FOX!” She would exclaim before squeezing her shoulder, “This is so funny, how wacky!” She said before squeezing her shoulder even harder, and harder, and harder as her shoe ground deeper into Lana’s foot, “GET! THE! GUN!” She yelled at Lana, her eyes burning with rage....before taking a small breath, and regaining Her composure, Madam Mayor then smiled gleefully again, “I know how to fix this little predicament!” She would say before pulling out a roll of duct tape, aggressively strapping the gun to Lana’s arm. The duct tape was wrapped so tightly, her arm was completely hidden, only the tip of the gun poked out from the duct tape where Lana’s fingers would be, “Now take care!” She would say before giving Lana a very hard pat on the back.

Sayo-Nara
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[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

Something tells me I should have just taken the gun... almost in an instant the mayor grabbed me by the shoulder and stomped on my foot. I wince in pain as she tightens her grip on my shoulder. I begin to tear up as she grinds her shoe into my foot. Finally, she wraps the gun around my arm using duct tape. I have several questions. First question, Why does she even want me to use a gun so bad!? Second question, how am I supposed to shoot it like this!? I groaned as I backed away from the lady. I get my stick out of my tail and jam it into the duct tape making a hole in it. I use this hole to make it easier to cut the duct tape off of my arm. I take the gun and throw it in the garbage in annoyance. There is no way I’m going to use it after something like that!

Benedict Cucumberpatch ​

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

That’s it
The Mayors head would snap straight to Lana as she threw her gun in the garbage, “Are you deaf!? You IDIOT! We got a code 13! And never EVER MAKE HER GET NEAR ME AGAIN!” She would scream before regaining her composure again as a few Agents rushed past her, and surrounded Lana, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her off the floor.

“Sir we have a code 13....Permission to detain?....Affirmative it is the Fox.....copy that.” The Agent would say before nodding to the other Agents holding Lana, the Agents would nod back in agreement before all of them would go behind the lobby counter, leaving one agent to stay behind and stand guard. The Agents would carry Lana through another pair of doors behind the counter revealing a small ornate staircase with a sign above it reading “Balcony seating.” The Agents would carry her up the staircase, and into another hallway, this time instead of doors lining the walls, there were lush velvet curtains. The Agents would toss Lana through one of the curtains before going back to the lobby, leaving one more to stand guard at the curtain.
Lana would look up to see she was in a private booth overlooking the massive auditorium, the booth was large, red carpet lining the floor as the gold ceiling overhead glistened in the massive crystal chandeliers light, all while classical music now echoed silently throughout the booth.
Lana would also notice a large, grand, almost throne-like chair sitting by the railing, next to it a small round table sat, with nothing but a teacup and saucer laying atop it. The rooms decor would be the most beautiful thing Lana has possibly ever seen. Except one thing, the angry penguin staring at her, the penguin would be rather small as well, wearing a tuxedo and holding a silver platter, “Honk!” he would honk at Lana, before giving her an angry peck on the forehead. “Honk!” He would honk again as he motioned toward the floor. It turns out, GASP! CRY! SOB! Lana’s landing caused the carpet to faintly wrinkle.
Then, something happened, from the chair, a small, cartoonish hand would reach from the chair, grabbing the teacup and saucer before pulling it back behind it.
“Ah...Josh! I did it...I won....Indeed.”
A voice would say from behind the chair before it swiftly turned around, revealing the mysterious voice...

“There are.....forty five thousand chairs in this arena....Indeed, counting is grand.”

Sayo-Nara​

 

[2Bornot2B]

• Schrodinger
• Remilia Scarlet

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  "Ah hello there fraulein Mayor. Thank you for the comms equipment and the...Pistol. However I have many more firearms I shall still graciously accept your offer of such a pistol even if it is lacking in the power department" He frowned at the uniform though "Frau Mayor I shall not be wearing the uniform though. It looks too....tight" He smiled as he picked up the 'Military Grade Pistol' and the 'Walkie Talkie' Schrodinger was confused about why he had to get the comms equipment too as he could just be everywhere at once. The organisation he was being enlisted into surely has not done their homework on who they kidnap. Schrodinger walks through the door following the others but also keeping an eye out for that smell he smelt earlier. The smell of fear is quite distinct and he was not one to lose an interesting scent.
  Benedict Cucumberpatch
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  Remilia followed the rest of the cattle into the room with the Mayor of whom droned on about the uniform. Remilia briefly imagined what she would look like in a suit....She shuddered at the thought of wearing such a horribly tight outfit. What was the deal with the suit anyway? Surely her own wear was formal enough minus the dried blood stains...She wordlessly picked up a radio and a gun and followed everyone into the door on the right.
  Benedict Cucumberpatch​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

"Oh, FINALLY! I was about to stab someone I was gettin' so bored..." Angel Dust said as he used his top arms to push himself up off the seat and walk-off alongside everyone else. Without any liquor insight (he just hadn't noticed the bar), and no one hot or interesting enough to talk to, the demonic spider-like pornstar was bored out of his mind. He made a clicking sound with his tongue as he followed alongside everyone while being ushered out, glancing at the various decor as he did so. When they eventually met the supposed mayor, Angel Dust immediately winced at her shrill, high-pitched voice.

"God... could your voice get any more annoying? If you were any louder I'd swear you were a fuckin' Stab Me Elmo doll..." Angel Dust muttered out as he shoved his gloved pinky into his ear and moved it around a bit, having to squint his eyes from all the screaming she did. As they were led into the hallway and given their objective, the tall demon simply rolled his eyes in response. He already had his fancy suit and a gun, and he didn't feel too keen on using one of those headsets, either. Hell, he didn't really like the idea of being told what to do in general, especially not by some weird cartoon freak. So, when she was done talking, Angel Dust simply approached her and bent forward with a sly smile.

"Look lady... this whole game of dress-up ya got goin' on here is nice and all, but I ain't really in the business of being told what to do," Angel Dust said with a smile as he reached out his top two arms and pat her blonde hair like a puppy. "So why don't you run your cute Happy Meal little ass along and find me some booze and some drugs?" He asked with a toothy, shit-eating grin... only to find himself interrupted when Eric showed up. Now, normally, he'd be fine with flirting with another man. But... that only applied to actual men. Which, sure, was a loose term where he was from, but it never included animals that lacked any visible form of genitalia. So, as Eric began to rub himself against him and act all sly, the slutty spider simply shoved him away and brushed off his suit. "Sorry furball, but I don't do furries." He said, before turning and walking off in the other direction.

When the other person Gyrus had approached him, Angel Dust simply furrowed his brows in response as a confused expression washed over his face. "The hell you on about?" He asked. It seemed as though he had already forgotten about his words from earlier. However, as soon as he asked that, and before Gyrus could properly respond, Angel Dust had leaned against him, rubbing his top set of hands against his chest as the other pair of arms hugged his waist. "But I wouldn't mind wakin' up next to you, baby~" He said with a smirk and a wink. He didn't really care for the commotion happening with the Mayor and Lana right now, because currently, he'd found some prey he can chase.

Benedict Cucumberpatch CocoaMarshmallow Jeef_jones Sayo-Nara ​

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel would look at the gun taking it apart, having no need for it, it being a lesser version on her arm cannon. She would watch the others. "Quite an anger issue the mayor has..." she talked to herself. Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Birb]

Ike Plymont

Schrodinger walks through the door following the others but also keeping an eye out for that smell he smelt earlier. The smell of fear is quite distinct and he was not one to lose an interesting scent.

Ike saw Schrodinger, only for a second... but he was far ahead of the demon. Good. That was good. Ike continued to scuttle through the crowd. He looked to the side for just a second, and he found himself bump into a red shoe, face first.

"A-ah- uh... s-sorry uhm... I didn't see you there..."

“I believe I am all ready to meet the head honcho! The man with a plan! The big boss himself!”

The demon looked up at the tall being, before realizing, it seemed to be another demon. Maybe. He still wasn't sure. But hey, multiple demons being here!! That was somewhat reassuring!! He stared up with his white glowing eyes. It was a bit hard to read the emotions of a squirrel.. cat... creature. But, his tail began gently swaying. Which, was an indication of some sort of comfort or happiness.

"U-uh... h-hi... down here.... ehe... heh..."

If he played his cards right, perhaps he'd have some means of stopping Schrodinger from chucking him at the wall. Which, was just someone to interfere. At least, that's what the demon hoped the outcome would be.

Mood: Uneasy
Health Status: Perhaps a bit high
Actions: Trying to not be seen by a very certain cat man, confronting possible fellow demon
[OPEN FOR INTERACTION]

Mentions: Benedict Cucumberpatch
Interactions: @ManyFaces Sayo-Nara 2Bornot2B
Location: In front of the doors

 

[Sleek]

Theodor

Theodor filed into the arena with the rest of the "agents", at the behest of the Mayor. She showed them all to several things, being a suit tailored to each of them (The idea that thorough examination had taken place before hand didn't please him), a choice between a headset and a small radio, and a gun. Theodor took the small radio, his helmet not offering room for the headset, and picked up the gun with his left arm. It seemed almost too small for him, and he grunted before tossing the weapon. While a weapon with unlimited ammo was nothing to pass up, Theodor likened it to the Imperial Guard's "flashlights". The weapon would do so little to an Ork that he didn't think it was worth even retaining.

The Xeno with her stick attempted to do the same, before being abused and taken away by the little men and the mayor. Something familiar, finally. The inquisition was not so different from this, and seeing it done to a Xeno lent him a feeling of belonging....though it wasn't exactly a good thing. The thought occurred to him that whoever orchestrated this might not appreciate defiance, and they might have a way to deal with those they deemed problematic. Theodor was not one for fear and bowing to the whims of men who had not even had the honour of fighting in glorious combat, but he had not survived thus far on strength and courage alone. A sharp mind was just as powerful as a keen sword, and it was obvious to him that while the agents had done nothing to him yet, they would have their limits. Until he gauged their strength and ability, he would err on the side of caution.

However.....then another familiar, yet unwelcome sight made itself known to his senses. A Slaneeshi daemon of unknown origin was slathering itself upon those around it, causing Theodor's breath to quicken and his heart to pound. His grip tightened as he watched Angel Dust, who seemed to wish nothing more than to glut itself on narcotics and liquor and have its fill of lustful love to those it deemed suitable. While Theodor had tolerated the others (one formal looking Khornate daemon in a suit and another shadowy figure he could only assume was an agent of Tzneetch, not to mention the many xenos and mutants abounding around him), he would not tolerate this blasphemous heresy.

With thunderous footsteps, and deliberate pace, he approached Angel Dust. The Astartes veteran looked down upon the abomination, and growled, speaking quietly

"You would be most wise to refrain from making such foul advances, you filthy Slaneeshi whore. I know not what Aeldari realm you have crawled out of, what decadent pit you call home, but so long as the Emperor's light shines I will not abide by it. Were it not for the situation I find myself in, I would cut you down like so many Orks on a battlefield."

And then, he moved on, leaving the daemon to its own devices. The short and squat xeno was attempting to woo the thing, but it did not appear to take kindly to such advances. He called to the thing

"You would be wise to find new company, Xeno. The servants of Slaneesh wish nothing but to defile all they touch in the pursuit of twisted pleasure. Murder is not out of the question with them."

CocoaMarshmallow (Eric) Sayo-Nara (Alastor and Lana) Birb (Ike) Benedict Cucumberpatch thatguyinthestore (Angel Dust)

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[Laix_Lake]

Speed o sound sonic
status: talking to eric and dealing with a few stubborn idiots.
condition: normal​

All I do is smile, as if he just asked for directions.

"Thanks for the offer! Y'know, I might consider it. Here, how about this." I put my pool cue behind my back and take aim again. "I try to pocket that 8-ball, and you have to kill me before the cue ball gets a chance to hit it. I'm sure that's playtime for someone as fast as you, eh, Speed-o'-Sound Sonic?"

Sonic froze for just a moment when that bagger creature spoke. The way he acted nonchalantly was as if he knew him personally; from his full name to his direct mention of his speed. He might even be holding out on Sonic, Just how much does this guy even know about him. He attempts to regain his usual composer before responding.
"I didn't think you would be serious, not to mention..." he swiftly throws a kunai at one of the stray cues balls "You know a bit too much about me. Your certainly not one of those so-called 'heroes' of the hero association, nor are you a monster of any ranking " He gives them a moment to converser a bit before continuing

"Eric?!" Grey exclaims at my seemingly-honest sounding tone. "You can't be serious! What's gotten into you?!"

"Just having a little fun, Mark. Seeing Eater Agents kill all your friends does stuff to a person! Whoo!"

"...Who's Mark?"

"You two have my interest peaked, I'll be watching." And off he was to join the rest of the group towards who knows where. All he is hoping for is a chance to deal with the mastermind behind this.
------A few moments latter------

That’s it
The Mayors head would snap straight to Lana as she threw her gun in the garbage, “Are you deaf!? You IDIOT! We got a code 13! And never EVER MAKE HER GET NEAR ME AGAIN!” She would scream before regaining her composure again as a few Agents rushed past her, and surrounded Lana, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her off the floor.

“Sir we have a code 13....Permission to detain?....Affirmative it is the Fox.....copy that.” The Agent would say before nodding to the other Agents holding Lana, the Agents would nod back in agreement before all of them would go behind the lobby counter, leaving one agent to stay behind and stand guard. The Agents would carry Lana through another pair of doors behind the counter revealing a small ornate staircase with a sign above it reading “Balcony seating.” The Agents would carry her up the staircase, and into another hallway, this time instead of doors lining the walls, there were lush velvet curtains. The Agents would toss Lana through one of the curtains before going back to the lobby, leaving one more to stand guard at the curtain.

Just from initial appearances of this 'mayor' and the incident that had happened, he could tell this place is a madhouse. A man who is more delusional than Hammerhead and who has his hold on this 'mayor' of theirs. With that situation out of the way, he proceeded to grab one suit (even if he is never going to be wearing it for the most part), three headsets, and three firearms. Why three of each?

"Look lady... this whole game of dress-up ya got goin' on here is nice and all, but I ain't really in the business of being told what to do," Angel Dust said with a smile as he reached out his top two arms and pat her blonde hair like a puppy. "So why don't you run your cute Happy Meal little ass along and find me some booze and some drugs?" He asked with a toothy, shit-eating grin...

Drossel would look at the gun taking it apart, having no need for it, it being a lesser version on her arm cannon. She would watch the others. "Quite an anger issue the mayor has..." she talked to herself. Benedict Cucumberpatch

For the two idiots with a death wish.
"Unless you two want to take your chances with an unknown fate, take it." he proceeded to shove a gun and headset towards the monster spider called angle dust and the android that annoyingly reminds him of Genos. "We'll have our chance to deal with this clown running things around here."

Hexxy thatguyinthestore CocoaMarshmallow Sleek Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[RedLight]

"Hola!!!" Someone, nearby, had shouted. Charging breathlessly again, is Re-- Rhombus.
After taking a halt, he started to catch his breath. Panting tirelessly, why is Rhombus always causing a ruckus like this? Rhombus. Ruckus. That rhymes hahah
"What's up, fellow gamers?" He asked everyone, after he had stop breathing ferociously.
And by Everyone, Rhombus meant the same Agent whom he had already met before.
"Fancying another 2 mil suit again, old friend? Or is it the same one?" He asked the Agent about his attire again.
Rhombus still wears the same 20 dollar, 50% discount department store suit. His sweat, from working himself, leaking on the suit's surface.

Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Hexxy]

"I don't require it. I would blast you to bits if my system were working properly..." She scowled at them throwing the gun aside. Drossel would glitch slightly, her hardware has seen better days indeed...

Laix_Lake

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The Mayor would start to tremble in anger at the sheer disrespect of the gun-policy, did Lana not serve as a good enough example? But now all she thought about was that she wanted everyone gone.

"You know what!?" She would yell cheerfully, "The pistols are optional! Yay! You Agents look like you can take care of yourselves!" She would say before giving a big happy smile, "Just don't come running when he finds out..." She would mutter under her breath
Sleek
Hexxy
thatguyinthestore
@ Everyone​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

"Ah! Oh, geez! Oh my! Anything but that!" Angel Dust exclaimed in response to the hulking soldier that suddenly approached him. It was clearly sarcasm, though, as evidenced by his smirk that curled upwards on his lips soon after. All four hands soon were placed firmly upon his lips as he gave the being a glance over with his eyes, slightly licking his lips as he did so. Ew.

"Well, you can strike me down with your blade any day, baby~." The demon replied, sensually rolling his hips and shoulders, clearly not intimidated by him in the slightest. He would have egged him on more, whether it be with mean taunts or flirts, or probably both, but to his dismay, Theodor had soon moved on. As he did so, Angel Dust winked and blew him a kiss. "You know where to find me, Schnookums." Angel Dust said in a sultry tone, though other than that he left the soldier to his own devices for the time being.

He was then approached by some teen edge boy and had a gun forcibly shoved in his face. Angel Dust simply took the gun and tossed it behind him nonchalantly, allowing it to hit whoever or whatever was there. "Uh huh, yeah, well I already have a gun, hot stuff. So I don't really need some dinky pistol." He said. His arms soon all reached out, growing much longer than they first appeared as they poked and prodded at Sonic in all directions. "So I suggest you don't tell me what to do, ya used up dirty cumwrag." He paused, and looked down at the headset... and then ended up snatching it with his top two and placing it on his head. "I'm keepin' this, though." He said, before using those bottom appendages to shoo the black-haired teen away, while the bottom two fiddled with the headset atop his head.

Sleek Benedict Cucumberpatch Laix_Lake​

 

[Jeef_jones]

"Oh, FINALLY! I was about to stab someone I was gettin' so bored..." Angel Dust said as he used his top arms to push himself up off the seat and walk-off alongside everyone else. Without any liquor insight (he just hadn't noticed the bar), and no one hot or interesting enough to talk to, the demonic spider-like pornstar was bored out of his mind. He made a clicking sound with his tongue as he followed alongside everyone while being ushered out, glancing at the various decor as he did so. When they eventually met the supposed mayor, Angel Dust immediately winced at her shrill, high-pitched voice.

"God... could your voice get any more annoying? If you were any louder I'd swear you were a fuckin' Stab Me Elmo doll..." Angel Dust muttered out as he shoved his gloved pinky into his ear and moved it around a bit, having to squint his eyes from all the screaming she did. As they were led into the hallway and given their objective, the tall demon simply rolled his eyes in response. He already had his fancy suit and a gun, and he didn't feel too keen on using one of those headsets, either. Hell, he didn't really like the idea of being told what to do in general, especially not by some weird cartoon freak. So, when she was done talking, Angel Dust simply approached her and bent forward with a sly smile.

"Look lady... this whole game of dress-up ya got goin' on here is nice and all, but I ain't really in the business of being told what to do," Angel Dust said with a smile as he reached out his top two arms and pat her blonde hair like a puppy. "So why don't you run your cute Happy Meal little ass along and find me some booze and some drugs?" He asked with a toothy, shit-eating grin... only to find himself interrupted when Eric showed up. Now, normally, he'd be fine with flirting with another man. But... that only applied to actual men. Which, sure, was a loose term where he was from, but it never included animals that lacked any visible form of genitalia. So, as Eric began to rub himself against him and act all sly, the slutty spider simply shoved him away and brushed off his suit. "Sorry furball, but I don't do furries." He said, before turning and walking off in the other direction.

When the other person Gyrus had approached him, Angel Dust simply furrowed his brows in response as a confused expression washed over his face. "The hell you on about?" He asked. It seemed as though he had already forgotten about his words from earlier. However, as soon as he asked that, and before Gyrus could properly respond, Angel Dust had leaned against him, rubbing his top set of hands against his chest as the other pair of arms hugged his waist. "But I wouldn't mind wakin' up next to you, baby~" He said with a smirk and a wink. He didn't really care for the commotion happening with the Mayor and Lana right now, because currently, he'd found some prey he can chase.

Benedict Cucumberpatch CocoaMarshmallow Jeef_jones Sayo-Nara ​

Gyrus was a bit confused that Angel Dust didn't realize that he was talking about the statement he made earlier, and was going to simply walk away before the flirting started an this demon thought he could get handsy with Gyrus. All he simply did was roll his eyes and push the demon off him, "Yeah sure, maybe when I figure out where I am that can happen" he would respond blankly to Angel's flirting as he walked off to the doors on the right wanting to finally know where the hell he was brought and why he was brought here, but from the looks of it, this was probably going to get dangerous
Interacting: Benedict Cucumberpatch thatguyinthestore​

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel would look away as she would open a panel to check her maintenance. 'Weapon Systems Online, Memory Bank and Protection protocol unavailable, the heating system needs repair or will cause voicebox damage.' Drossel would watch the human walk off, she decided to follow him. "Excuse me, sir?" She would tug on his pants leg to get his attention. Jeef_jones

 

[Tibb-E]

Tiberius would a small fox get carried away and couldn't help to feel a bit sorry for them, running an assumption that something bad is to happen. He said nothing and went back to browsing the collection of equipment for agents. He was looking at a handgun he fancied when out of nowhere, a second one comes flying through the air. Tibs noticed it but as he turns to see what it was, it strikes him on the left side of his noggin, causing the stripes that extend all over his body to flash yellow and white.
"Wha- AH" HISSS
The space-cat-thing lets out a loud, feline-like hiss as he recoils from the blow and puts his hand over the stricken spot which was swelling already. He glared in the direction the pistol came to see who launched at him, spotting Angel Dust and Sonic and pinning one of those two as the culprit. Tibs picked the gun up off the floor and began to calmly walk over. He did so quietly, so they wouldn't hear him approach...
thatguyinthestore

 

[Thexcentrichilean]

Hershel Avad​

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"...vampire... I was right." The young man muttered to himself as the artifact in his hand displayed the information along with a lack of it in the two guards. It makes sense, they would not give us all of the info upfront without some earned trust first, unfortunately.

After hearing the girl talk, he grew slightly more wary of her, and her seemingly aggressive contact that would murder out of boredom. He had made a mental note to tread carefully around her, and before he could do anything else in the hallway every single one of the individuals there got called for a meeting at the auditorium. He just peacefully followed along while snapping sneakily pictures of the other people there (OOC: Just take it as those that have already been analyzed).

Once they entered the place of the meeting, he was slightly impressed at the decor of the place, but not to the point of being awed since Hershel had already seen much grander in the past. He attentively listened to the speech of the so-called mayor of the town, making a mental note of how forced her demeanor seemed to be and to be careful of not angering her. The kind that put up a facade tends to be deceitfully short-tempered...

And the adventurer was absolutely on point with that prediction, since said supposedly nice lady snapped at the anthropomorphic creature with such vitriol it still shocked him and the fact that he had them taken away... even more so. "Careful, and to comply... I guess that's the way to survive here..." The black-haired young man muttered to himself and let out a sigh, feeling sorry for the poor little thing. Not everyone is willing to wield weapons for one reason or another, it's understandable... And only after enough people were defiant did the mayor make a concession about the weapon. He still went forward and grabbed the suit, along the... compact pocket artifact since one put on his head would obstruct him, and the weapon which if he had to guess, was a magical wand or artifact with offensive magic, that or a form of advanced crossbow taking into account the comment of ammunition. Either way, he would need someone to teach him how to use it unless they were ok with some collateral damage.

And wanting to have some fun, Hershel decided he would wear the suit later, regulations or not, he liked looking fancy and elegant while doing a job. But before it slipped his mind, he needed to inquire something, and so, the cleric approached the irritable lady that gave them their gear and prepared to ask a question.

"Em, excuse me? I just wanted to inquire if this-" pointing at the shield strapped to his belt, which had a fancy indented design of a crest in it "Would be capable of blocking the projectiles used by the 'guns' or similar kinds of weapons. If not, could I request a shield with this same design on it for protection? I would much prefer to wield a shield than not in combat after all."

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Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

I made a terrible mistake. The second I threw that gun away, the crazy lady exploded. She ordered those agents to drag me away. I kicked and struggled to get out of their grasp as they grabbed me by the arms and began to drive me away.
“Hey! Let go of me you freaks! Eric! Grey! Do something!”
I was too late to call out though because they began to take me to another room. Eventually they threw me into what appeared to be a balcony. A penguin was the first thing that my eyes laid upon. It looked familiar... it honked in my face and began to peck me in the head.
“Ow! Knock it off you stupid, flightless bird!”
I swing my arm around trying to shoo the bird off, but I stopped what I was doing once I heard a voice. The voice almost made my heart stop. I knew that voice. My eyes widened and I began to shake in fear as the chair in front of me turned around revealing the sharply dressed man. Benedict. I was too scared to move. All I could do was scream. I probably screamed so loud that the others in room from before could hear me.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Y-You!? I-I thought you were dead!”

CocoaMarshmallow Benedict Cucumberpatch ​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Speed o sound sonic
status: peeved by a monster called angel dust.
condition: normal​

He was then approached by some teen edge boy and had a gun forcibly shoved in his face. Angel Dust simply took the gun and tossed it behind him nonchalantly, allowing it to hit whoever or whatever was there. "Uh huh, yeah, well I already have a gun, hot stuff. So I don't really need some dinky pistol." He said. His arms soon all reached out, growing much longer than they first appeared as they poked and prodded at Sonic in all directions. "So I suggest you don't tell me what to do, ya used up dirty cumwrag." He paused, and looked down at the headset... and then ended up snatching it with his top two and placing it on his head. "I'm keepin' this, though." He said, before using those bottom appendages to shoo the black-haired teen away, while the bottom two fiddled with the headset atop his head.

This guy is just asking for trouble, is he...
Sonic promptly slapped the two hands shooing him away. If it wasn't for all the miniature gnome people around, he would have considered cutting his arms off. But now was not the time to do that.
"Look bud, I'm not happy to be taken by a bunch of tiny men as much as the next guy. But unless you have some sort of hidden power or something you'll be overwhelmed by the sear numbers alone."

"Wha- AH" HISSS
The space-cat-thing lets out a loud, feline-like hiss as he recoils from the blow and puts his hand over the stricken spot which was swelling already. He glared in the direction the pistol came to see who launched at him, spotting Angel Dust and Sonic and pinning one of those two as the culprit. Tibs picked the gun up off the floor and began to calmly walk over. He did so quietly, so they wouldn't hear him approach...

Must be that guy who was made a victim of angle dust's carelessness. How practicable of him to sneak by, unaware of the fact that sonic is in a prime position to spot ...whoever this cat guy is. A warning may as well be in order. So with that, he moves sideways before quickly throwing a kunai in front of Tiberius.

"You wanted something? pal?"

thatguyinthestore Tibb-E Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Alastor

Alastor looked down as he felt something bump into his leg. To his surprise, there was another demon in the midst of all of this. He looked down at it with his usual grin plastered from ear to ear.
“Well, how do you do?”
He reached down towards the small demon to get a better look at it.
“You’re quite the small one aren’t you! So, what do you think about all of this? Isn’t it just grand! It is going to be so fun watching everyone work hard in this new environment only to watch them crash and burn in the fiery pit of failure...”
His cheerful and upbeat toned slowly changed to a more sinister and sadistic one and his grin grew sadistic, but he soon went right back to normal as his smile widened.
“Wouldn’t you agree?”

Birb ​

 

[Jeef_jones]

Drossel would look away as she would open a panel to check her maintenance. 'Weapon Systems Online, Memory Bank and Protection protocol unavailable, the heating system needs repair or will cause voicebox damage.' Drossel would watch the human walk off, she decided to follow him. "Excuse me, sir?" She would tug on his pants leg to get his attention. Jeef_jones

Gyrus while walking away would feel the tugging on his pant leg and the person attempting to ask someone something, so he would turn around to be face to face with the strange robot in front of him "Oh uh, yeah what do you need?" although he was a bit confused as to why this robot would pick a simple person like himself instead of any of the more stranger looking people
Interacting: Hexxy​