WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Fury Is Me.]

The Teal skinned man noticed the archaic ruins rising out of the ground. He figured he should go explore it because it could hold untold riches for him. He raised his eyebrows rapidly and walked around to the back of the bar, on the tips of his toes, and found an automobile of the crank-able auxillary transport type. "A runabout. I'LL STEAL IT! NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW!"
He opened the trunk of said machine and produced a brown bundle of stuff, which he put above his head and dropped, instantly changing into a long trench coat with a scarf, hat, large yellow gloves, for some reason a wrench, and thick glasses. He cranked the vehicle up in the front, it making strange squeaking noises the entire time until it sputtered to life. He then leapt into the vehicle and, with the speed of a jackrabbit, he sped off towards the rising structure.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

THE PRODUCTION PLANT 10 HOURS AGO:

Alastair watched the god fall with pleasure he holsterd his Scar-H and slept "the rest will do me good" He thought silently.

5 HOURS AGO:

Alastair heard a voice not wan he had heard before "A new master" Alastair decided to follow this strange man.

 

[Drakmorg]

Spoiler: OOC

Only fate would tell of the Rondos of blood that would soon be endured, this was truly a portrait of ruin upon the land, an aria of sorrow, played from the legacy of Darkness, as the Night's symphony rang out, for soon the Lord of Shadow may very well walk again.

"Well my plan is quite simple gentlemen. I'm going to conquer this planet. Any of you who join me will be sure to make quite a lot of money once I've sold off all of its natural resources. Of course if any of you have a problem with my plans, you are free to leave. But tell anyone about them and I will hunt you down and kill you myself. So, do we have any takers?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The Merc was surprised. "You're going to take all our natural resources? Meh, fine. It's only a while before we do it ourselv-."
Two suited men burst into the bar, guns raised. "FREEZE, FBI! You're all under arrest for terrorism, possession of illegal weapons, smuggling weapons, corporate espionage, breaking and entering and destruction of property!"

 

[Drakmorg]

"Up yours G-Men!" Preginald yells as he kicks over his chair for cover and begins firing his revolver at the two men in suits.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The Merc drew his handgun and shot at them, tipping his table. "Footsteps going around the building... we're surrounded."

 

[Drakmorg]

"Don't worry men, I've got a way out of this." Preginald presses a button on his cane and his golden hover-bus makes a triumphant return, by smashing through the outer wall of the bar and crushing the two men in suits.
"Everyone quickly, get into 'Preginald's World Taxi' before they can arrest us!" Preginald hops into the drivers seat and honks the horn.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The Merc ran to the bus and jumped on. "The fuck..."
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Joel watched the bar from his helicopter. "Well... well that's just cheating." he said as the bus arrived. "Take us down. It's time for me to pull out the big guns."
"STAND DOWN!" A white-furred woman entered the bar. "Julia Chase: Homeland Security. I think there's been a misunderstanding."

Spoiler: Julia

 

[Outisakanobody]

Once again Will was awoken by a loud commotion. He recognized the sound of gunfire and awoke fully with a start. "Everyone quickly, get into 'Preginald's World Taxi' before they can arrest us!" he heard the talking box say. Figuring it was safer to go with him he climbed on board.

 

[Drakmorg]

OOC: sorry about the delay, my internet was on the fritz so I couldn't say I had to leave for a bit.

Seeing the white-furred woman, "You have one chance to explain yourself. And fair warning, if I don't like your explanation I'm going to shoot you and leave."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Okay, okay! I'm Julia Chase. I work for the US Department of Homeland Security. We were investigating Joel Calley, and tracked him here. You were reported as being with him. We want to talk. So. Let's talk. Would you like a drink? Courtesy of the US government."

 

[Outisakanobody]

'The US government? Interesting.' Will thought as he looked at the...talking dog creature. "I think I've had my fill of drink for now, Ms. Chase, but I would like some explanations. For instance, who is this Joel Calley and what do you mean by 'terrorism'?"

 

[Drakmorg]

"I don't drink, but I suppose we can talk." Preginald exits the hover-bus and takes a seat at a table. "And uh... sorry about your men there." He said, gesturing to the pool of blood seeping out from beneath the hover-bus.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Joel Calley is... ask one of the others. They know him better than we do. And by 'terrorism', we mean 'making nuclear bombs'." Julia explained. "And they aren't my men. Damn FBI. So excitable. But who is going to have to deal with the paperwork? DHS. Me. Because it's my damned operation."
"Nukes. Shit." the Merc muttered, climbing from the bus.
Okay, I'll be good. Shit got serious.
PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP!
I'm being NICE, you PRICK!
Fuck. Off. You being good would be you NOT TALKING!
Jesus fucking Christ, what's your problem?
YOU! YOU ARE MY PROBLEM!

 

[Outisakanobody]

"what kind of bombs?" Will asked as he too left the bus and sat at a table.

 

[Drakmorg]

"I am not getting rid of my nuclear arsenal if that is what you are asking me to do. How do you even know about them? And I swear if you say something like 'you just told me' I will shoot you in the head."

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Julia looked at Preginald. "I... I was talking about Joel's. And can I just mention that he's flying away right now, so maybe we should hurry up. Who has he contacted, where might he go, has he been acting suspicious?"

 

[Drakmorg]

"Well, there's those two men he had with them, Reno and Rude I think they called themselves, he contacted them and they were helping him and us. As for where he might go I have no idea. And as for suspicious activity the man is a psychopathic drug-fiend, I could easily describe everything he does as 'suspicious'. However he did want us off that island awfully quick."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Kazuya Used the Last Portal, hidden in the basement, to return to his own world where he would plot the DownFall of his Master there.