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FIRE IN THE DISCO [closed]

Mar 31, 2008 22:06

WHO: Bela Talbot [ms_delusive], Balthier a_noble_thief, Jade Curtiss [necroshmancer], Zelos Wilder crimsoncasanova], Basch Fon Ronsenburg [bearer_of_shame], Travis Touchdown [travistouchdown], Claire Bennet [oww_pavement], Dean Winchester [inveterately], and Samuel Winchester [badlyobstinate] (+ 329389028 other people).
WHAT: Claire is kidnapped. Heroes come to the rescue. Shots are fired. Kisses are had. It's the climax, baby.
WHERE: Run down warehouse. The kind ( Read more... )

Ω balthier, Ω dist the reaper, Ω basch fon ronsenburg, Ω john connor, Ω travis touchdown, Ω adam monroe, Ω zelos wilder, Ω kyle reese, Ω sam winchester, Ω nathan petrelli, Ω claire bennet, Ω jade curtiss, Ω bela talbot, ! main plot, Ω dean winchester, place - warehouse district

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a_noble_thief April 1 2008, 02:31:53 UTC

Balthier had planned. He had threatened. He had even deliberately mocked and provoked. The journal entry had gotten far more replies than he had expected, the least of them being Cross Marian ( ... )

necroshmancer April 1 2008, 02:34:52 UTC

Jade pushed the door open and squinted in the relative darkness of the warehouse. Peony would have his head if he knew he was doing this, but sometimes it was better to act first and ask for forgiveness later. Especially if "later" came with a one-way ticket back to Malkuth.

"Here's the calvalry", he called out in his usual dry tone, as a warning that he wasn't Cross, or his friends, and didn't mean them any harm -quite on the contrary-. He chanted a few words under his breath to conjure up a wisp of flame suspended over his hand... small enough not to require much concentration to keep it going, but bright enough to help him navigate his way deeper.

"What a maze. And the smell, I must admit, this is quite a place you've discovered, Balthier." He stepped over something that might have been a bag of... rotting turnips... narrowly avoided walking through a half-eaten, partially putrefied, fish, and circumvented a precarious-looking pile of wood, before finally seeing a young girl of about sixteen, tied to a chair, surrounded by a ( ... )

bearer_of_shame April 1 2008, 02:50:10 UTC

Basch had not been looking forward to this. He was sure everyone in their group knew it, he didn't exactly hide his distaste for what was going on. Or his dislike of how Bela and Travis insisted on treating their captive. She was only a young girl, probably scared out of her wits, they had no reason to do any harm to her. Bela seemed to insist on bothering the girl, and Basch was finding it difficult not to say a word about her tugging on the blonde's hair. Then again he didn't want to start bickering in their own 'ranks ( ... )

travistouchdown April 1 2008, 02:58:28 UTC

Kidnapping really wasn't Travis' thing. He didn't really care about it morally - hell, he killed people for money. But even still, it just... took too long. He didn't see the point in taking someone and waiting around for another someone to try and get them back. After all - the bounty didn't even want the girl back.

But he wasn't one to back down from things.

Slouching against a wall, he played with the handle of Tsubaki between his gloved fingers. At least if those people from the journal showed up - especially that one douchebag, Uncle Fuckhead or whatever - it would give him something useful to do... that wasn't mopping.

Even though he didn't particularly give a damn about their ransom, he didn't bother the girl either - he didn't really see the point.

"Maybe you should shove her face-first in the journal and give them some incentive," he added in a bored tone, not really paying attention to the newcomer. Hey - if the furfags could do it, why couldn't they? Fucking noseprints.

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Cavalry-Prep inveterately April 1 2008, 04:42:30 UTC

Whatever planning Sam had hoped to do, Dean didn't exactly allow. They had Claire, he'd been watching the journals, saw everything that had been said and that was more than enough for Dean as far as convincing went. He'd pointed it out to Sam and left it at that. "Guns blazing or not, I don't fucking care right now, Sammy. What if it was me?" He left it at that as he loaded up. He didn't know how many of them there were, after all, although he could make an educated guess. Bounty hunters didn't work well in groups over five, because at that point, there was too much animosity ( ... )

Re: Cavalry-Prep oww_mylife April 1 2008, 04:57:36 UTC

Nathan had not planned on walking across half the island in the hopes of finding Adam. It took him all his restraint to keep from continuing to walk aimlessly, his pride getting the better of him. Finally, after several hours, he asked someone for directions.

He didn't want to ask too much, but eventually he found himself walking into the housing sector of the city.

The layout of this town was ridiculous. The best capitalist endeavors were achieved when the housing was intermingled within the market district.

Then again, they didn't seem like a capitalist society to begin with.

So much to fix.

Walking into that section of town, he looked around, wondering how in the hell he was supposed to just magically find Adam. Who was apparently wasted out of his mind.

Re: Cavalry-Prep oh_immortal April 1 2008, 05:17:27 UTC

So, they had Claire. That much Adam knew. And he also knew where this was now, some warehouse of boats or something like that. Which shouldn't be too hard to find. Adam was a firm believer in the art of warehouses since he lived in one for awhile ( ... )

Re: Cavalry-Prep pants_stealer April 1 2008, 06:21:09 UTC

[ooc; Kaye has given me permission to godmod the shit out of John, since she is currently busy doing something else, but still wants this thread to keep moving ( ... )

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THE CLIMAX oh_immortal April 13 2008, 05:12:41 UTC

Peter would want him to? For some reason, Adam highly doubted that, unless Peter got off on watching Adam get shot. In which case, Adam would have to have a serious conversation with him about that should he catch Peter having a wank on any such occasion.

Adam grumbled incoherently and shot suspicious looks all around. Although Adam would have used a word apart from 'shot' to describe what he was currently doing. The plan was to be as subtle a drunk as he possibly could.

"Right. All of you with your comfortably unshot non-future-corpses-to-be-if-only-temporary. You better be prepared to save my ass should I need it."

Adam hid his gun back where he got it from - for the record, that location was not from within his pants - and opened the door to the warehouse, tripping over something on the ground.

Not exactly the best of starts but oh well. Time to continue on.

Adam pushed open the door and made an anguished face when it let out a creaking noise. Damn thing has it in for me. As casually as possible, Adam stepped in and followed ( ... )

Re: THE CLIMAX fuckingblondie April 13 2008, 23:06:32 UTC

Sleeping here.

That thought was more terrifying than anything. She couldn't stay the night here like this, no one coming for her, legs and arms bound and tied, blindfolded, gagged...

It was a damn good thing she wasn't claustrophobic. Hardly changed the fact that this was still terrifying and she just wished--

No one was coming for her.

Then she heard a very, clear, distinct BITCH ASS ring out into the open.

WHAT?!

She recognized that voice!

Struggling in her binds suddenly, she tried to make noises, and duly failed.

Goddammit, where are the telepaths when you need them?!

Was Adam alone? He didn't sound... too strategic with what he was doing.

At least... someone had come for her, she thought to herself somberly. She wasn't all alone.

Re: THE CLIMAX bearer_of_shame April 14 2008, 13:37:46 UTC

It seemed everyone was getting tired of waiting, and if no one came soon they'd end up sleeping the night here. He didn't like the thought, but he'd slept in worse places. Fidgeting with the hilt of his sword, Basch looked to Travis. At least someone seemed excited for their impending battle. Not that he considered it a good thing per se. Gaze then flickering to the sky-pirate, Basch was about to say something when he heard someone shouting out, and making quite the racket.

Had they been expecting anyone else?

"Balthier," he started, watching Claire struggle. Surely it must be someone she knew, "We're not alone." he looked up then, just as the rescuer stumbled into view. Well... this looked... not very promising for Claire. The man seemed quite the fool. His hand tightened around his sword hilt. So things were finally going to get under way?

Re: THE CLIMAX necroshmancer April 14 2008, 18:32:28 UTC

Jade cautiously stayed where he was, mostly hidden behind a number of crates and some bags of dried up turnips-far from practical, or even presentable, fortifications- and peered at the person who had made such a racket on his way to them. Short. Blonde. He looked unarmed, but that could not be counted on for, after all, he looked unarmed himself and it couldn't be further from the truth.

"That is most definitely not Cross. I have no quarrel with that clown here."

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A Small Interruption dist_the_reaper April 24 2008, 06:20:12 UTC

Dist had gotten there too late. Far too late to make an entrance, in any case, though this was probably for the best. Dist had horrible timing, and his entrances were too dramatic to have anything but an adverse effect.

Seated atop Kikuchiyo, his newly-found friend, his silver hair blew choppily in the breeze created by the massive flames. They burned brightly, stinging his eyes, the acrid smoke nearly causing the delicate man to choke.

He sensed the stray fonons permeating in the atmosphere surrounding the former warehouse.

"Jade, you bastard," he growled under his breath, hoping Kikuchiyo wouldn't hear. He had promised the machine samuari a glorious entrance, a battle fit for a superior machine like himself (and a superior mechanic, Dist had added)! Soon the flames would extinguish and there would be nothing left. Dist himself wasn't even sure what was going on inside the warehouse, he had only come for Jade.

Damn Jade. Damn Jade for ignoring him. But he wouldn't let this go to waste.

"BURN!" He screeched maniacally, ( ... )