Even as early as his "birth", Cazali had been all about quickness over strength. The assassain; the retrieval unit sent in to gather evidence, or eliminate it. Speedy legs to get him in, light to blind the enemy's defenses, and wind to cover his escape. His technique was finely-tuned to a science, almost to the level of instinct. None of the other ( Read more... )

Red Rose was a bar in Western Side that only a few brave men and women chose to venture into. Once the private property of one Snidley Pridlash, the bar was still full of sympathizers and men who could easily stick a knife into your back.

Which is why, of course, they'd only send the best for the job. At least they thought.

Allard, Nomalanga's right ( Read more... )

Artificial night fell on the City, and Goliath and Bronx both awoke with their usual roars. The gargoyles bursting out of their stone skin were a familiar sound at sunset, and their roars carried over the darkening City ( Read more... )

Most of the recently-awakened people had probably heard of the Drunken Dragon tavern within a few days of getting accustomed to the ship. Some had already visited it, and a few had probably even become regulars already ( Read more... )

Medieval World was one of the largest year-round renaissance faires in the multiverse ( Read more... )

Ankh's first concern was gathering information about this place; the hawk candroid was already flying around where it would and he'd follow it to anything useful later. His next concern then, was returning to the pod caverns. It would be easier to do after all the new crew members had settled, and so he had to wait, no matter how pissed off it made ( Read more... )

The beautiful thing about the Sensoriums is that you can be anyone you think you are in your addled little head. For Punchy, that tends to be a superhero, a playboy billionaire, and a hardcore gangsta. Today, he is also a beloved rapper with mad flow and about eight hundred shawties surrounding the stage, hollering 'whoo!' every time he so much as ( Read more... )

Philip was restless once again as he strode towards the sensoriums. Closing the door but certainly not locking it, he held up a hand as the DiEnd Driver appeared, his weapon of choice lately. Profoundly saddened he was never going to be able to get a hold of the real thing, he locked in the card.

KAMENRIDE

"Henshin!" he pulled the trigger.

DIEND ( Read more... )