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

[Laix_Lake]

Soul of cinder
Status: I have questions. whats a gun? what's a headset? what is this metal slab?
Condition: questioning ​

"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.

By some miracle, his message has somehow gotten through to the girl and in exchange, he manages to get a name, Apa Yonmae. A cleric of a...adventurer party? She doesn't mean a covenant or something? No matter, at least she is someone who is somewhat familiar. A cleric who even at a young age was somehow able to make it on her own. Surprisingly, there is no sign of the undead curse on her. But for all the lord of cinder knows, she may as well be one of the more fortunate souls not to deal with such a fate.

"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.

So it appears that another has come over, apparently a noble of some sort by the name of Lisa Theola the second. It wouldn't be hard to imagine her mannerisms fitting in with the nobles of any other kingdom. But why adventuring of all pursuits? banishment perhaps, or something deeper. Even deeper than the abyss itself? Nonsense. For now, it would be best for the soul of cinder to follow along for the time being. Even under the presence of those...tiny men, he will not waver for he has dealt with confirmation since the beginning of his manifestation. The reincarnation of Lord Gwyn himself and the last line against those who would smother or even usurp the first flame. Nothing will stand in his way...

"Hi! I'm Madam Mayor!" She yelled as she waved energetically. "I'm the Mayor of this city! I hope you all have been enjoying yourselves! The Agents can be a little rude, but no harm done I suppose, right this way!" She would scream before dramatically beckoning for you all to follow.
The Mayor would then begin to start skipping down the hall, while you all would follow from the back, while the previous Agents and some new ones would push you guys along.
The bubbly politician would lead you all towards a giant lobby area, decorated with red carpets, marble floors and pillars, and the now very similar art-deco design. She stopped in front of a large table with another Agent stationed behind it, the table would be made of dark oak wood, with gold trim, and covered in some...interesting items.
"Before the meeting begins, I need to issue you all the rest of your gear! The Sir wanted to make sure everyone had security clearance before being given this nifty stuff!." She said before motioning towards a neatly stacked pile of suits, dress pants, shoes, and hats, "Dress code enforces that every Agent be wearing a suit, now these are OPTIONAL! But the Sir doesn't like it when Agents are not applying to dress code, All of you have a suit specially tailored fit you, and fit your needs!"
She then would move her hand towards a neat row of headsets, next to a row of walkie talkies, "Now these aren't optional, every Agent must have a communication device in the form of a "Them" company headset or walkie-talkie, your choice, only pick one! They both are on the same frequency so there is nothing special between the two." The Mayor would say happily with her big cheery smile before dramatically waving her hands in front of the next item, pretending like she was a prize displayer on a game show.
"And now...the most important thing!" She would exclaim before pretending to do a drumroll, she looked at the agent behind the counter, "drumroll!" The Mayor whisper-yelled at the Agent before he too would emotionlessly do a drum roll.
"Your pistols! The most important thing for an official "Them" Agent! Military Issue, and don't worry about ammunition, you can fire that thing for days!" She would exclaim before hopping up and down, clapping her hands while giggling like a little girl. "Come on down Agents! Take your pick and go through the door to your right!"

Except that...
From anyone outside perspective, the soul of cinder would appear to be standing idle, no emotional tell of any sort. but within the confide of his subconscious, he was just plain confused. What is a gun? what's a mayor? What is a headset?! If he was asked to talk about the vast history of the various kingdoms of his world, or even the age of the dragons, he would have no issues. But, the stuff being discussed was out of his realm of understanding. That's also not mentioning the implications of him being able to wear a suit to begin with. He grabbed the three items none the less. He took note of the cleric and the noble from before, noting how they reacted as if this was yet an ordinary day. How can those two not be surprised in the least about all this? He picks out the slab of metal and glass that people keep calling a smartphone, he wasn't sure what to make of the two...buttons. He taped at the scan button by mistake, accidentally initiating a scan of Lisa Theola the second and Apa Yonmae as well as anyone within his initial direction.

Thepotatogod Benedict Cucumberpatch @Open to intraction.

 

[2Bornot2B]

• Schrodinger
• Remilia Scarlet

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  Everyone was getting along quite well. Schrodinger pondered for a while who to piss off. Should he piss off the men in armour? Or perhaps the demons? He was certain he heard the name 'Ike' somewhere and that would be his secondary objective but for now he was bored and looking for someone to annoy. Finally he decided on one of the multi armed demons should be a little fun to play with. Angel Dust was his target but a new target has appeared on Schrodinger's radar. Some guy in some burnt armour. Four arms can wait. For now it was time to see if Schrodinger was too hot to handle.
  
  "I doubt you could fit into the suit. I don't think you could wear it over all that armour? It doesn't look like it comes off anyways. What's with the sword? It's all curled up like the tail of a pig. What's your name? Do you even speak? You're so quiet. Maybe you're one of those main characters in those fps games where they don't talk at all."
  
  Schrodinger was curious about this armoured man. He was definitely not human. Who wears armour that is partially on fire? That is completely illogical. Hopefully he had a nice personality that would amuse Schrodinger or he would move onto more ambitious targets.
  Laix_Lake
  
  
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  A cloud of mist would rematerialise into Remilia's shape next to Hershel. Remilia has shapeshifted into a nurse.
  "I thought I smelt a snack around here." She mutters while turning to look at Hershel .
  
  "Ah hello would you kindly depart with 3 litres of your blood? I am a nurse at the organization you would know as 'Them' we are collecting DNA samples of our agents. We want to make sure the catt- I mean Agents that we are gathering are up to scratch."
  
  She made a clumsy smile and held up a needle.
  
  "I might need samples from you too..." she pointed at Cat.
  
  “You smell funny, girlie. Do you work in a hospital too?”
  
  she pats perself down looking for something.
  
  "Oh dear I forgot my list. Well I better take his blood first before I go back and get my list"
  
  she moves ominously closer to Hershel everytime she pauses.
  
  "This won't hurt a bit I solemnly swear"
  
  PolikShadowbliss Thexcentrichilean
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[PolikShadowbliss]

Cat looked at the intruding.... woman.... and her nostrils were ensnared with the nice creamy scent of what she could only describe as "vampire" blood. Her smile actually flattered a bit and there's a slight hint of annoyance in her voice as she says.

"No thanks, I don't do needles."

"Also," she would say before walking up to the "nurse" and bopping her on the nose, "nice slip-up. Thanks but no thanks. I'm sure us cattle would not be your meal today, thank you very much." She smiles. so maybe you will be the meal today. I have no preferance! She licks her lips. Actually stratch that I do have a preferance, but I have no qualms.

2Bornot2B Thexcentrichilean

 

[Thexcentrichilean]

Hershel Avad​

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The young man was just about to reply to Cat when suddenly, another... presence appeared close to them. A nurse saying she needs a lot of blood for samples, which in the first place didn't make much sense to him but would have gone with it if he hadn't detected that supposed nurse was actually a vampire!
She exuded the same aura as that vampire girl which was bothering the guards earlier, and that was confirmed by her slip-up of the word 'cattle', even if not fully uttered.

Cat's approach was just the cherry on top of all his suspicions

"Hm... I'm going to just be honest with you here... Remilia, if you want blood for feeding you could probably just ask to the organization for it, they should be able to provide it... worst-case scenario, I could help if that would get you to be more upfront and to not bother other 'agents' here." The cleric said in a serious voice towards the disguised vampire, wanting to get the situation over with.

"Oh and also, thank you for helping me confirm my suspicions on her 100% Cat" he accompanied his words with an honest smile. Even if it was redundant of aid, you can never be too sure about things.

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PolikShadowbliss 2Bornot2B

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Cat returns Hershel's honest smile with an honest smile of her own.

"No problemo mortal!"

She smirks and then turns to Remilia.

"Now that your little ruse has been discovered, can you shoo off please! We clearly superior cattle need not tolerate your presence in our lives!" She purposely put in the clearly superior as a test of character to see how prideful Remilia is, and also because she hated being called cattle. But she wouldn't allow anyone to know that. After all she didn't know anybody. "And also if you're going to pretend to be a nurse, don't baff in mist. And stop being so bloody obvious. Seriously, only a dullard would fall for your silly little tricks!"

She smiles innocently. Seemingly unaware or dismissive of the danger of angering a vampire, though in truth, she is bracing herself for possible confronation.

Thexcentrichilean 2Bornot2B

 

[GearBlade654]

Agent Mustache Wax​	The Force Commander​
Status: Dismayed​	Status: Alert​
Actions: Taking a Hit for the Mayor​	Actions: Investigating​
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"MADAM MAYOR, LOOK OUT!" ( Benedict Cucumberpatch )
In Wax's eyes, time seemed to slow down dramatically as Eric ( CocoaMarshmallow ) threw the gun right at the Mayor's head.
Wax instantly jumped in the air, and jumped across, preparing for the unlikely projectile to strike him as the gun hurtled through the air. Just in time, the gun simply dinked off the concealed bulletproof vest underneath Wax's suit.
Wax comically faceplanted at the end of his jump, but instantly got up and shook an angry fist at Eric.
"You, what do you think you're doing you reckless imbecile?!"

The Force Commander was this close to simply slugging Eric across the face then Wax when the Astartes heard something.
Most of it was usual Hive City chatter-well, similar to what normally happened in a Hive City, but...
"This is Agent Carlo to HQ, reporting possible E.L.P. activity, we have a blackout on the alleyway cams."
The Force Commander froze, and instantly turned to Theodor and tapped the 1st Company Veteran on the shoulder, before writing a hasty message.
"Blackout. Did you hear that, brother Theodor? Most likely the work of the damnable Eldar, who else would be so precise? Or the Tau."
"Brother, we are heading out to investigate. Follow me. I suspect the work of foul xenos."
The Force Commander began heading towards this alleyway, Thunder Hammer at the ready. There was an extremely focused look in the Astartes's eyes.
( Sleek )​

 

[ManyFaces]

Physical Status: Optimal
Mental Status: Concerned
Mechanical Status: Uploaded/Fully Online

Hearing the information pour itself into his brain caused him to scream internally. Especially since most of it was utter gibberish to him. But then he picked up on more after a while and then it cleared out. Worst part was a headache... Actually he had to rethink that considering he just uploaded a hostile AI in the system. When he had the time he'd make something to counter. But for now he needed to focus on the one frequency involving a blackout. "Something just isn't right with this place." He said, pulling the wire out of his neck and connected it to his phone and walkie-talkie gathering alley coordinates "This still isn't my fight but gotta check this out." He said repeating "Alleyway Blackout." Reminding himself where he was going, moving briskly. "On route to alleyway." He announced in his walkie talkie. Hopefully the pale creatures that seemed to run the place would appreciate his aid if it was needed.

GearBlade654 Sleek 2Bornot2B​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

"AAHA! AHAHAHA!! HAHAHAHAA!!!"

Angel Dust only laughed in response to Sonic's words about how he'd be overwhelmed by numbers. As someone who had participated in more gang fights and even gang wars than he could count, the mere notion of Angel Dust becoming overwhelmed was as comical of a concept to him as him getting off drugs. The laughing continued for a few moments, before he finally settled down and draped an arm over the edgelord's shoulder, while the remaining three arms rested on his hips. "Oh! You sure know how to tell a fuckin' joke, babe!" He said, before using the free top arm to press against his heavily furred chest. "I mean, me becoming overwhelmed? I've been fightin' in gang wars since before your fuckin' parents were born!" He said, only to start laughing again at the thought.

The spider-like demon proceeded to spin on a heel as he watched Sonic throw some weird-ass Japanese weeaboo weapon at some other guy who he'd apparently hit in the face with that gun he'd tossed over his shoulder. Angel Dust, who was in fact not well-versed in Japanese culture, cocked a brow at the sight. Angel Dust merely peered over at the sneaky individual, before glancing back to Sonic. "Really averted a crisis with that one, didn't ya?" He asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he thumbed in Tibb's direction. He then brought all four of his hands up and placed them on his cheeks in mock-worry. "I mean... who knows what he would have done had he gotten over here! Oh, the unimaginable horror!" He exclaimed, still in a clearly sarcastic tone.

Laix_Lake Tibb-E​

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

• Grey & Eric

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  Grey & Eric
  
  "Ooooh, huhuhu, nice catch. Definitely a ten out of ten~" I smugly say as I clap for Wax's interruption. The weirdest part is that I honestly sound entertained and honest, not sarcastic. Shame the big guy didn't end up backhanding me after all; I'm expecting to be hated for my actions, y'know!
  
  "Now, then!"
  
  I hastily take a suit and begin tearing the fabric- if that's possible, of course. If not, I'd just lick it and get all my gross icky face goop all over it. Ew.
  
  "As my dapper friend graciously put it, Ms. Mayor, I acted like an 'im-bee-cile.' But it was all for a purpose." Casually and carelessly, I toss the suit away. "I wanted your attention! Now, you can forgive me for my unorthodox methods, or you can just shoot me- either works. BUT! I would like to ask where that fox that just got dragged off was brought to."
  
  I hold up a paw.
  
  "And before you say anything, yes, I know you're probably not gonna let me know. Classified info, yadda yadda, I get it. If that's the case, well..." I slowly turn my palm to the suit on the ground, flames already beginning to surround my fur. "I'm sure I can convince you into letting me meet the same fate, eh~?"
  
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  ART CREDIT: SentyPurr
  Text HEX Color Code: #ff346c
  
  Interactions:
  GearBlade654 (Wax)
  Benedict Cucumberpatch (Mayor)
  
  Mentions:
  GearBlade654 (Force Commander)
  Sayo-Nara (Lana)
  

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[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The Mayor would merely stand there with a casual grin as Agent Wax took the blow, it was his job after all....but not before Eric continued to keep pulling stunts. Threatening to burn the suit, The Mayor would nod to Agent Wax, indicating he should accompany her before walking over to Eric.

“Oh silly! You must be confused! The Fox was taken to a place where she will definitely learn a lesson, she’ll return A-okay shortly!” She would say before quickly pulling out a small can of pepper spray, spraying it in Eric’s direction, “OOPS! ....that’s not perfume.” She would say as she tried to hide a huge evil smile.

As Kent and The Force Commander tried to leave to go to the alleyway, they would be stopped by one of the Agents guarding the doors

“Sorry Agents, we appreciate the enthusiasm, but you’re needed here, the patrol will handle it.” She would say to them, but something just.....wouldn’t sound right about it.

Benedict’s face would contort with disappointment at the mention of Lana not knowing how to play Mahjong, then she dared attempted to leave!? No no, that simply will not do.

“Ah! Lana....How dare you not know Mahjong....the game of the greats, the game that founded the world, the game that started wars, and ended them just as fast....for shame indeed.” He would say as Josh uncontrollably started to cry at the sheer thought of a world without Mahjong, when Benedict suddenly heard something from his walkie talkie before pulling it out of his pocket, “Greetings.....ah....ah yes, very good.” He would say into it before getting up out of his chair, and start walking towards the curtain “Ah! Come my little.....theater troupe, the show is about to begin.” He would say as Josh picked up Lana, and swallowed her, much like Rico from that ghastly penguin movie as Benedict turned around, his eyes gleaming, “Ah.....Indeed, we must keep her from wandering, for it is a sin, indeed.” He would say as they both exited the curtain.
All Lana would see I’m afraid.....is an infinite dark void.
Names: Agent Lisa, Agent Apa
Species: Presumably human
Status: Alive?
.Subjects show considerable talent
.Third party requires further study, possible possession
.On rare occasions both subjects will act exactly the same.

Name: Classified
Species: Classified
Status: Classified
. Classified

Name: Agent Kent
Species: Android
Status: Alive
.Possible insanity, subject has talked to himself on multiple occasions
.Agent Kent cannot be used as a microwave
.Subject has shown considerable technological knowledge

Name: Agent Commander
Species: Metal Suit
Status: Alive
.Subject is known for his lack of the ability to speak.
.Took 8 Agents to sedate subject
.DO NOT PROVOKE
.DO NOT PROVOKE
.DO NOT PROVOKE

GearBlade654
ManyFaces
CocoaMarshmallow
@_Lake
@Sayo
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[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

My fear began to grow as Benedict got so angry. If I knew he’d get this angry at me not knowing how to play mahjong, I would have kept my mouth shut... Luckily, I was saved from his wrath as he pulled his Walkie talkie out. I thought I was safe at least. I felt myself being grabbed by his penguin servant and... swallowed whole!? I screamed as loud as I could hoping to get someone’s attention, but I soon blacked out. Once I woke up, I was floating in a dark void. I looked around not understanding what had happened.
“W-Where am I...? I-Is this Heaven..? Or maybe it’s Hell... yeah this is probably Hell...

Benedict Cucumberpatch ​

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Alastor

Alastor’s smile remained plastered on his face as Ike lowered his hand. Maybe he wasn’t as incompetent as previously thought.
“Splendid! Absolutely marvelous! You’ve completed step one! Never shake the hand of someone you just met! You don’t know where their hands could have been!”
He looked a bit surprised as Ike changed forms. It wasn’t an unusual thing for some demons, but he still didn’t expect this one to be able to do it.
“Very impressive! You have quite a few surprises! Shape shifting AND mind reading! You aren’t just a one trick pony! My name is indeed Alastor!”

Birb ​

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

• Eric

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  Eric
  
  I smile widely as I get a face full of pepper spray, embracing the sensation of it sinking into my juicy juicy eyes. Huh! It doesn’t sting. I guess humans are just more sensitive to spicy than Fire-types are.
  
  I lick my lips and clean my face off. Ah... tastes like Old Spice.
  
  “Well, clearly I haven’t done enough to make you hate me more. But that’s okay, Ms. Mayor. I’m sure that fox’ll be okay!” I press my pepper spray-stained cheek against hers and nudge her. “Though between you and me, I expect her to die~”
  
  “Hehe!”
  
  My eyes scan around and fall on one of the people I’m most interested in at the moment.
  
  “Oho! Sonic!” I wave and waddle over. “Can I see some of those explosive shurikens? Or are they kunai? Or am I mistaking you for something else? I can never remember that part.”
  
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  ART CREDIT: SentyPurr
  Text HEX Color Code: #ff346c
  
  Interactions:
  Benedict Cucumberpatch (Mayor)
  Laix_Lake (Sonic)
  
  Mentions:
  Sayo-Nara (Lana)
  

 

[Birb]

Ike Plymont

Alastor’s smile remained plastered on his face as Ike lowered his hand. Maybe he wasn’t as incompetent as previously thought.
“Splendid! Absolutely marvelous! You’ve completed step one! Never shake the hand of someone you just met! You don’t know where their hands could have been!”

"W... WAIT WHAT!?"

Ike froze, a bit surprised. He had more of a nervous smile now. But it was still some sort of smile...

"W.. What does that even m-mean..."

He looked a bit surprised as Ike changed forms. It wasn’t an unusual thing for some demons, but he still didn’t expect this one to be able to do it.
“Very impressive! You have quite a few surprises! Shape shifting AND mind reading! You aren’t just a one trick pony! My name is indeed Alastor!”

Ike went from a nervous smile to the most adorable little grin, with even a bit of a blush. Not going to lie.. he appreciated the sudden compliments.

"I-I'm f-flattered you think so... ehe... I didn't expect anyone t-to really... be in favor of it... But you have t-to be extra careful what you think about when y-you're near me... It isn't always voluntary... s-so no funny stuff...."

Despite Ike's semi-serious tone, he had some sort of amused, cute little smile on his face. He obviously appreciated the positive attention.

"I-I only have two forms... so... it's not what I'd consider shape shifting.. b-but it's something!!"

Ike gently rocked back and forth on his heels. His tail even gently wagged. A truly happy boy.

"... Enough about me though... w-what do you do...? I.. I'm from what you'd call a.. 'different' hell... So... I have no idea what it's like in YOUR hell... what's it like???"

Ike had basically forgotten that Schrodinger was on the prowl.

Mood: Flustered, a bit happy
Health: No longer high. Good condition.
Actions: Talking to Alastor

Mentions: Benedict Cucumberpatch
Interactions: Sayo-Nara
Location: In front of the doors

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel nodded, "Of course, my system shouldn't be too hard to work with." She opened up her back panel as you could see the fan was busted along with the sub-motherboard, which held her memory, which she was unable to remember due to this. Jeef_jones

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Update: The Meeting

The Agents would suddenly get messages on their headsets, before nodding. One of them would then walk up to Madam Mayor before whispering something in her ear.

“Oh boy! The meeting is starting! Everyone please walk through those neat double-doors to your right and have a seat anywhere you’d like!” She would yell happily as the rest of the Agents proceeded to herd you all along yet again. Even for poor Drossel, who would seem to never get a fix.

The auditorium would be just as grand as the lobby, the tallest, most ornate gold ceiling some of you might have ever seen, with lush red velvet seats, all in rows like a theater, for it was a theater. The stage would be wooden, with more velvet curtains, with gold trim to top it off. There would also be a considerable number of Agents standing in the isles patrolling the area, and Madam Mayor would be standing near the front row, right in front of the stage facing the audience, guiding people along who needed it. Whether she actually cared or not...

After a while of waiting, the lights would dim in the theater as the Agents listened in on their headsets again, a large spotlight would shine on the curtains as they opened......revealing.......

Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch, with Josh at his side, standing behind a pedestal with the “Them” insignia adorned on it.
“Ah....Greetings Agents, I am Sir Benedict, and this is my penguin assistant Josh, ah....you can take his spotlight away now.” He would declare as Joshs spotlight was turned off, leaving him in the dark. “Ah....and this, is Meat, more specifically, my meat.” He would say before the spotlight shined on Josh, before he would cough and wheeze, eventually making Lana shoot out of his mouth, before the spotlight would leave them in the dark yet again, this made Josh very sad.
“You all have been.....hired, because these are indeed dark times...the scourge of our world.....Edmund, has started a revolution, and as some of you know......I hate revolutions, ah.....now, I see...” Benedict would say as he calmly stared down the people not wearing the suits. “Some people did not wish to follow dress code, they will not like the future indeed....now, everyone......please, that’s the......keyword.” He would say pointing a finger, “Turn on your headsets and walkie talkies by pressing the......on button, ah.....how ingenious.” He would declare yet again before continuing, “These headsets are quite dastardly to listen to at first, but you will all get used to it....you must.” Benedict would say before speaking again, “Ah, now, I’m sure you all are wondering....who is Edmund, why is he so bad? Ah.....Edmund is the worst, so I took everything he ever cared for away, next....” He would say as he looked down, searching for his next sheet, before......something happened.
You all would hear loud bangs outside, gunshots, explosions, Agents yelling, sirens blaring.....until, it was only footsteps.....but it wasn’t the Agents.

There would be loud, large, heavy banging at the door until.....”BOOM!” The doors blew open in a cloud of smoke as masked goons, dressed in bulletproof vests, ski masks, and bearing assault rifles would burst in before shooting wildly, immediately the Agents would begin firing, making a line in front of you all to try and make sure no one got hurt.
As the Goons and the Agents were fighting, Benedict would pull out his megaphone, “AH AH AH! YOU WILL.....NOT INTERRUPT MY MEETING! NOT ON....MY WATCH!” He would yell before a small hand would grab the megaphone, and toss it away from Benedict, he turned around to see who would dare do such a thing, before seeing what some would consider the ugliest, scariest, most unholy sight the world has ever birthed.

“F-freedom! Revolution! Oh geez I gotta sneeze....” the young boy would yell before sneezing on Benedict, “Ah.....Death upon you....” Benedict would say before pulling out a bomb, shoving it in Edmunds mouth, making Edmund lay on the stage floor and cry, “Oh, okay! I see how it is.....I guess I’ll just lay here.....you made your choice....”
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[Jeef_jones]

Drossel nodded, "Of course, my system shouldn't be too hard to work with." She opened up her back panel as you could see the fan was busted along with the sub-motherboard, which held her memory, which she was unable to remember due to this. Jeef_jones

He would look at in the back panel and definitely caught on about the busted fan and sub-motherboard...he'd probably need some tools to fix this. "Hey yeah I think I can see the problem and fix it...I just don't think I have any tools that could help you so maybe if they have a lab around here or something..."​

Update: The Meeting

The Agents would suddenly get messages on their headsets, before nodding. One of them would then walk up to Madam Mayor before whispering something in her ear.
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“Oh boy! The meeting is starting! Everyone please walk through those neat double-doors to your right and have a seat anywhere you’d like!” She would yell happily as the rest of the Agents proceeded to herd you all along yet again. Even for poor Drossel, who would seem to never get a fix.

The auditorium would be just as grand as the lobby, the tallest, most ornate gold ceiling some of you might have ever seen, with lush red velvet seats, all in rows like a theater, for it was a theater. The stage would be wooden, with more velvet curtains, with gold trim to top it off. There would also be a considerable number of Agents standing in the isles patrolling the area, and Madam Mayor would be standing near the front row, right in front of the stage facing the audience, guiding people along who needed it. Whether she actually cared or not...

After a while of waiting, the lights would dim in the theater as the Agents listened in on their headsets again, a large spotlight would shine on the curtains as they opened......revealing.......
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Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch, with Josh at his side, standing behind a pedestal with the “Them” insignia adorned on it.
“Ah....Greetings Agents, I am Sir Benedict, and this is my penguin assistant Josh, ah....you can take his spotlight away now.” He would declare as Joshs spotlight was turned off, leaving him in the dark. “Ah....and this, is Meat, more specifically, my meat.” He would say before the spotlight shined on Josh, before he would cough and wheeze, eventually making Lana shoot out of his mouth, before the spotlight would leave them in the dark yet again, this made Josh very sad.
“You all have been.....hired, because these are indeed dark times...the scourge of our world.....Edmund, has started a revolution, and as some of you know......I hate revolutions, ah.....now, I see...” Benedict would say as he calmly stared down the people not wearing the suits. “Some people did not wish to follow dress code, they will not like the future indeed....now, everyone......please, that’s the......keyword.” He would say pointing a finger, “Turn on your headsets and walkie talkies by pressing the......on button, ah.....how ingenious.” He would declare yet again before continuing, “These headsets are quite dastardly to listen to at first, but you will all get used to it....you must.” Benedict would say before speaking again, “Ah, now, I’m sure you all are wondering....who is Edmund, why is he so bad? Ah.....Edmund is the worst, so I took everything he ever cared for away, next....” He would say as he looked down, searching for his next sheet, before......something happened.
You all would hear loud bangs outside, gunshots, explosions, Agents yelling, sirens blaring.....until, it was only footsteps.....but it wasn’t the Agents.

There would be loud, large, heavy banging at the door until.....”BOOM!” The doors blew open in a cloud of smoke as masked goons, dressed in bulletproof vests, ski masks, and bearing assault rifles would burst in before shooting wildly, immediately the Agents would begin firing, making a line in front of you all to try and make sure no one got hurt.
As the Goons and the Agents were fighting, Benedict would pull out his megaphone, “AH AH AH! YOU WILL.....NOT INTERRUPT MY MEETING! NOT ON....MY WATCH!” He would yell before a small hand would grab the megaphone, and toss it away from Benedict, he turned around to see who would dare do such a thing, before seeing what some would consider the ugliest, scariest, most unholy sight the world has ever birthed.
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“F-freedom! Revolution! Oh geez I gotta sneeze....” the young boy would yell before sneezing on Benedict, “Ah.....Death upon you....” Benedict would say before pulling out a bomb, shoving it in Edmunds mouth, making Edmund lay on the stage floor and cry, “Oh, okay! I see how it is.....I guess I’ll just lay here.....you made your choice....”
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As he was pushed along again he would turn on his headset while walking, this time through the big doors he would try to keep close to drossel...if she was malfunctioning and not working properly, he would make sure if she happened to glitch he could protect her, since she put trust in him fixing her, he would get it done. When they were herded into the big theatre and hearing the man began to talk he listened carefully...they were brought to help defend against somebody? alright well...at least it didn't sound like something to hard or bad, maybe he could then come back to the room of swords and continue to help at least tori and syl...that's when the banging and bombs would drop, he would quickly look at the sounds and see the fighting happen, he would quickly look to drossel and duck behind the seats looking to her "Get down this is getting dangerous!"
Interacting: Hexxy
Mentions: Benedict Cucumberpatch​

 

[Hexxy]

Drossel would look at him, taking a moment before ducking down, readying her arm cannon, As she glitched, trying to keep focus. Jeef_jones

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

I landed with a loud thud as the penguin finally regurgitated me onto the stage floor. I felt dizzy after floating through the void for so long. Before I could even compose myself, The meeting was cut short as what appeared to be some sort of gang busted into the room. I quickly searched for Eric and Grey during the chaos since I was finally able to get away from Benedict. I made sure to stay low as to not get shot down.

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[Sayo-Nara]

Alastor

Alastor looked at Ike with a smile.
“What can I do? Allow me to explain! I hate to be so modest, but I’m just a simple demon! I just enjoy causing mass carnage from time to time! Oh ho ho ho! I’m such a goof! As long as I’m having fun! You’re safe..”
Alastor looked at his wrist as if he was looking at a watch.
“Oh would you look at the time! It’s time for the meeting! Something tells me this is where the real fun begins...”
He walked behind Ike while giving him a few shoves towards the meeting room. As they got inside, Alastor stood there smiling. The Benedict fellow sure did seem like the perfect chap! As he expected, A group of rebellious scoundrels burst into the room. Alastor had a pretty good idea this would happen due to the What was said on headset earlier. Alastor’s smile widened as he flipped the headset on and began to broadcast his voice to everyone else’s headset and walkie talkies. Including any that the enemies would have been wearing.
“Goooood evening ladies and gentlemen! It appears we have a real kerfuffle brewing here. Just remember to have fun out there!”
Alastor walked on to the stage with Benedict and Edmund lying on the floor. Alastor simply chuckled as he looked at Benedict.
“I must say my good sir! You are quite excellent at throwing an extravaganza like this!”
Alastor began to stare at Edmund now. He simply snapped his fingers as music began to play. He began to dance around Edmund while donning a top hat and a cane in his hand.
“YOU! Have a dreeeeam!
You wish to teeell!
And it’s just laughable,
Because it appears you fell!
But you are one of a kiiind!
And to be frank you kind of smell.
I won’t be surprised if I see you in Hell!”

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[PolikShadowbliss]

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, something about a poor bloke called edmund, and something about a fox thing being called meat.... in truth Cat was getting hella bored hella fast and she hated it for it and in another truth, she wasn't much impressed by their so-called boss and his stupid penguin, he seemed like a pompous delusional git! She was actually just in the middle of dozing off when they arrived. A group of .... assualt people, attacking the .... other people. bullets, excitement, explosions! And crying Edmunds. that didn't stop the devil from dancing, in this case, quite literally, as they was literally a devil dancing.

She gave the devilman a slow methodical, possibly mocking clap. possibly, it's impossible to tell with cat.

'great song! Bravo!"

she walks up to edmund, who was crying on the floor, twirling her gun.

"you must be this Edmund the posh man was talking about! GOOD .GoD you are such a miserable specimen! shall I put you out of your misery Eddie? No! Maybe you will be my blood bank!"

she grabs Edmund and pulls him up, her eyes glistening.

"Never had one of you before! Maybe I should try it!"

Benedict Cucumberpatch Sayo-Nara




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[Birb]

Ike Plymont

Alastor looked at Ike with a smile.
“What can I do? Allow me to explain! I hate to be so modest, but I’m just a simple demon! I just enjoy causing mass carnage from time to time! Oh ho ho ho! I’m such a goof! As long as I’m having fun! You’re safe..”

Ike smiled back, and scratched the back of his neck, giggling. This guy. He was a fuckin funny guy. Ike respected and appreciated that.

Alastor looked at his wrist as if he was looking at a watch.
“Oh would you look at the time! It’s time for the meeting! Something tells me this is where the real fun begins...”

The Agents would suddenly get messages on their headsets, before nodding. One of them would then walk up to Madam Mayor before whispering something in her ear.

“Oh boy! The meeting is starting! Everyone please walk through those neat double-doors to your right and have a seat anywhere you’d like!” She would yell happily as the rest of the Agents proceeded to herd you all along yet again. Even for poor Drossel, who would seem to never get a fix.

The auditorium would be just as grand as the lobby, the tallest, most ornate gold ceiling some of you might have ever seen, with lush red velvet seats, all in rows like a theater, for it was a theater. The stage would be wooden, with more velvet curtains, with gold trim to top it off. There would also be a considerable number of Agents standing in the isles patrolling the area, and Madam Mayor would be standing near the front row, right in front of the stage facing the audience, guiding people along who needed it. Whether she actually cared or not...

Ike stopped, looking over at Madam Mayor, and then back at Alastor.

"Y.. yeah... I guess you uh.. could say that....let's go then I guess...."

Ike walked with the rest of the group, but it was rather reassuring that Alastor was right behind him. When they arrived inside, Ike made sure he sat right next to his new demon acquaintance.

After a while of waiting, the lights would dim in the theater as the Agents listened in on their headsets again, a large spotlight would shine on the curtains as they opened......revealing.......

Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch, with Josh at his side, standing behind a pedestal with the “Them” insignia adorned on it.
“Ah....Greetings Agents, I am Sir Benedict, and this is my penguin assistant Josh, ah....you can take his spotlight away now.” He would declare as Joshs spotlight was turned off, leaving him in the dark. “Ah....and this, is Meat, more specifically, my meat.” He would say before the spotlight shined on Josh, before he would cough and wheeze, eventually making Lana shoot out of his mouth, before the spotlight would leave them in the dark yet again, this made Josh very sad.

"..."

For several seconds, Ike was absolutely speechless. All this time, the one person who had been behind all of this, was someone Ike actually KNEW. As Benedict kept explaining, Ike tuned out more and more, realizing just how... how STUPID this was... But Ike's head shot back up, because for fucks sake perhaps this was important...

“You all have been.....hired, because these are indeed dark times...the scourge of our world.....Edmund, has started a revolution, and as some of you know......I hate revolutions, ah.....now, I see...” Benedict would say as he calmly stared down the people not wearing the suits. “Some people did not wish to follow dress code, they will not like the future indeed....now, everyone......please, that’s the......keyword.” He would say pointing a finger, “Turn on your headsets and walkie talkies by pressing the......on button, ah.....how ingenious.” He would declare yet again before continuing, “These headsets are quite dastardly to listen to at first, but you will all get used to it....you must.” Benedict would say before speaking again, “Ah, now, I’m sure you all are wondering....who is Edmund, why is he so bad? Ah.....Edmund is the worst, so I took everything he ever cared for away, next....” He would say as he looked down, searching for his next sheet, before......something happened.
You all would hear loud bangs outside, gunshots, explosions, Agents yelling, sirens blaring.....until, it was only footsteps.....but it wasn’t the Agents.

Suddenly, Ike had a realization. A big one too. Not only was Benedict the one behind this, but he also seemed to have awful judgement. He KNEW who Ike was, and that the demon was awful at fighting. Yet, this entire organization seemed to be about fighting some sort of person, Edmund. Ike looked up at Alastor, then at the ground. Then he began digging his nails into the arms of the seat he was sitting in. He seemed rather frightened, and concerned.

"...... WHAT THE ACTUAL F-"

The rest of Ike's sentence was cut off from a loud BOOM from behind the doors. Ike instantly began panicking, switching to his beast like form, and jumping onto Alastor's head. The demon whimpered for a few seconds, before realizing this was probably a bit rude of the demon. Not to mention Alastor was getting up... SO Ike jumped off, and scuttled underneath one of the chairs. He wasn't the type to like loud noises..

There would be loud, large, heavy banging at the door until.....”BOOM!” The doors blew open in a cloud of smoke as masked goons, dressed in bulletproof vests, ski masks, and bearing assault rifles would burst in before shooting wildly, immediately the Agents would begin firing, making a line in front of you all to try and make sure no one got hurt.
As the Goons and the Agents were fighting, Benedict would pull out his megaphone, “AH AH AH! YOU WILL.....NOT INTERRUPT MY MEETING! NOT ON....MY WATCH!” He would yell before a small hand would grab the megaphone, and toss it away from Benedict, he turned around to see who would dare do such a thing, before seeing what some would consider the ugliest, scariest, most unholy sight the world has ever birthed.

“F-freedom! Revolution! Oh geez I gotta sneeze....” the young boy would yell before sneezing on Benedict, “Ah.....Death upon you....” Benedict would say before pulling out a bomb, shoving it Edmunds mouth, making Edmund lay on the stage floor and cry, “Oh, okay! I see how it is.....I guess I’ll just lay here.....you made your choice....”

“Goooood evening ladies and gentlemen! It appears we have a real kerfuffle brewing here. Just remember to have fun out there!”
Alastor walked on to the stage with Benedict and Edmund lying on the floor. Alastor simply chuckled as he looked at Benedict.
“I must say my good sir! You are quite excellent at throwing an extravaganza like this!”
Alastor began to stare at Edmund now. He simply snapped his fingers as music began to play. He began to dance around Edmund while donning a top hat and a cane in his hand.
“YOU! Have a dreeeeam!
You wish to teeell!
And it’s just laughable,
Because it appears you fell!
But you are one of a kiiind!
And to be frank you kind of smell.
I won’t be surprised if I see you in Hell!”

Once Ike thought it was.. MOSTLY safe, he switched to his more human like form and stood back up. And holy shit what the fuck was Alastor doing. The demon facepalmed. This wasn't the time for this... he then glared at Benedict, needing some sort of explanation. Surely the small nasty horrible man would notice Ike.

Mood: Scared and confused
Health: No longer high, but stressed out
Actions: Being terrified, also glaring at Benedict
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Mentions: Benedict Cucumberpatch
Interactions: Sayo-Nara Benedict Cucumberpatch
Location: In the meeting hall

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Edmund would look up from the ground as Alastor sang his mockery song.

“Oh I see! I’ll just go in the other room if you want......here I’ll sing along......I have a dream.....actually no I don’t they were shattered before I was born.”
Then some evil witch would mock him yet again before picking him up, threatening to drain him of his blood, “Do you what you have to do.....here’s a straw if you want.....I personally like Bendy straws but hey........I know my opinion doesn’t matter.” He would say as a goon sprinted on stage, attempting to ram Cat, “Get away from the boss!”

Benedict glanced at Alastor, something about him was just.....very unique

“Ah.....Indeed mister Demon, I am the king of......this fiesta.” Benedict would say before shooting at a few of the masked assailants, knocking one down. “Ah.....Mister demon, tell me.....how are hells stocks? I’m planning......a little investment trip.” Benedict would ask, before noticing something out of the corner of his eye.....Ike.....”Ah! A big family reunion....indeed, Mister Ike, have a seat with me and mister demon.” Benedict would say before sitting down at the table that somehow appeared on stage. Benedict looked at Alastor and Ike, “Ah......teatime.”

Meanwhile Madam Mayor would now have another riot control shield, slamming into goons, now donning war-paint as well.

“FOR THE AGENCY!!!!!!!” She would scream at the top of her lungs before lunging on top of another attacker.

PolikShadowbliss
Sayo-Nara
Birb​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

"Ugh! You are so pathetic to even comprehend feeding on!" Cat snarled slight as she twirls her gun and ever so casually shoots the goon attempting to ram her in the knee cap. She throws Edmund down, and turns toward the now injured goon and without a word, bars her fangs and bites swiftly and easily into the goon's throat, feeling the sweet nectar of blood flow through her body. How the blood tastes is impossible to tell at this moment, but she doesn't care, blood was blood. After the goon's life was completely depleted and his limp body fell on the floor. She straightens up, cleans herself up, and then turns to dear old Eddie.

"Now where was I? Oh yeah. You." She cocks her head. "How on whatever-this-planet is called, did you end up like this?"

Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

The blood would taste super sweet to Cat, almost on the verge of sour, the taste would definitely leave a kick in her mouth for a little while.
Edmund looked up at her

“Well on normal circumstances I wouldn’t say but.....I’ve broken free! Benedict has been tormenting m-“ suddenly Edmund would feel a cold sensation against his head.....the feeling of...metal. It was a gun against his head.

“Don’t....say....a word.” The Agent would say as Edmund suddenly looked at him, “Ah geez......oh no!”

PolikShadowbliss​