"Ugh... my head. Where am I going?"
You Are Not Alone (RP) (apps closed)
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 15:08
#102
@F-G
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 15:41
#103
@Liminori
As Hisare failed to comply, the guy puts in the plugs for her, and drags her by the hand out onto a railing, down a flight of stairs, and then through the crowd. His grip becomes tighter as they bump through the crowd of sweaty partygoers, and then it happens.
Something goes off in Hisare's ears as a low warbling noise reverberates through her head, and though it's not enough to do any real damage, it must be insanely loud for the people and the owner of the building. One could only imagine how large the building really was as after several minutes, they're STILL in the crowd.
It goes on like this until somebody shoves Hisare forward, and a bright light chafes at her eyes until she can see again.
She's outside, standing at the bottom of a set of stairs that would undoubtedly lead into a street.
The owner of the building is nowhere in sight, and the light weights of the earplugs are gone, and her normal hearing is returned. In her hand is a note. It reads : "Somebody called the cops on the premises. Go."
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 14:26
#104
Running through the streets.
Hisare's head feels like it's spinning, But a faint click in her brain told her: Run.
And so she ran up the stairs, and to the streets. On the way, She thought to herself
'Unsurprising, But still... Should've seen it coming.'
When Hisare finally gets to the end of the street, She takes in her surroundings- Hoping that she could figure out what to do from there.
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 16:57
#105
Wait no longer.
@Aekun
Reference
Angel chuckled nervously. "There were three men, all dressed in black suits and ties and carrying power swords. They...they..." She clutched her stomach and grimaced slightly. "...they hurt us. I don't know exactly what it was they did to you, and that's what frightens me. Why did they just inject you and leave you be? What did they put in you!? And why haven't the doctors caught it?"
She crossed her arms and dropped her head. "I wonder if the doctors are in on it," she pondered aloud. "You'd think they would have detected any abnormalities in their scans." Closing her eyes, she gently laid down on the bed next to Corem. She slipped her hand onto his chest and rubbed it absent-mindedly; it must have felt rather strange to him, considering how just a few hours ago (or so it seemed in his mind) he was probably thinking about how to win her heart.
And she claimed to have married him, no less. One must wonder just how much time and memory he lost since he was first knocked out.
@Hexlash
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"Agreed," Astran declared, putting his pipe away and straightening his coat as he stood up. "First, though, I should probably show you the state of Thin & Bawdy Distribution Company. Ever since those scoundrels roughed you up, they did their darndest to slow us down, and man, did they do a crack job of it."
They stepped into the taxiwagon and took their seats across from each other. "Take us to Thin & Bawdy, please," Astran directed the driver. Once they were off, he continued. "Anyway, the business is in a pretty poor state at the moment, though nothing we can't clean up. Some of our financial records were torn up, and the main warehouse got tossed around like toys in a nine-year-old's bedroom. I'm thinking we should probably sift through it at some point just to make sure the ruffians didn't leave any clues behind, because my instincts tell me they probably did."
@Love-Puppy-Amy
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A few hammers suddenly struck the coffin, followed by the appearance of several wedges. Moments later, the lid popped off, and four pairs of hands lifted Amy out and set her down on the wooden floor. She now found herself surrounded by a band of ordinary-looking men in an extraordinary room filled with all manner of queer gadgets and devices.
One of them, a brown-eyed, brown-haired fellow wearing a posh navy-blue suit and golden watch on his wrist, stepped up to her and shook her hand. "Hey there, Amy! It's good to see you again. Remember me? We met about two weeks ago and talked over coffee. We'll have to do that again sometime. These are my comrades, Matthew, Jillian, Tristam, and Norad. They've been dying to meet you, Amy."
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 17:11
#106
Can't forget Vin.
@Feline-Grenadier
Reference
"And my reason for being here is...?" Alexis inquired.
The guard smiled condescendingly, replying with an air of superiority, "You're here at the behest of the government to be augmented for your upcoming missions. You should be honored. I wish I could be augmented like you."
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 18:56
#107
Thin and Bawdy Distribution Company. GENIUS
"Er-" Berundly was hard hit by the news. His scattered memory wasn't helping either. "How badly have our stocks been hit? Are the ledgers up to date? How long was I out?" Berundly groaned, and then stifled a worried laugh. "We seem to have urgent matters to discuss."
Berundly shifted around to face the driver behind him. "Think you could kick this up to high gear? We haven't a need for a pleasure ride." As he back turned around, Berundly felt recognition flicker back, Astran was becoming more familiar by the second.
"Are they out to ruin us? I'd wager they're just some competitor using the government as a cover up. We didn't do anything illegal." Berundly hesitated, before adding, "Did we?"
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 19:36
#108
That name isn't mine, but any-o-who-how...
@Thin
"...for who?" she asks. The Legion was a word synonymous with either faction, be it the Isoran Resistance or the Morai, but she had to be certain as to which side she was going for...
@Liminori
Hisare runs up (remember, she started at the BOTTOM of the stairs, there's no down to run to) up the stairs and into the streets, when a loud honk is heard. A motorbike just as it grazes her waist, with the rider yelling as he drives by. She does make it to the opposite side and towards the curb, and if she looks around, she finds herself in front of a run-down clothing store. Left and right are plenty of boarded up buildings, all tagged with a rainbow of different murals, gang signs, and other symbols, and run-down vehicles, whether they'd be four-wheeled or two, begin to pull off to the side of the curb as the distant blare of sirens enters her ears.
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 20:25
#109
Replies!
@Hexlash
The taxiwagon driver complied and began to speed up.
"Our stocks weren't hit very badly, actually. We've had similar accidents in the past, and investors know we can recover quickly. The ledgers have been faithfully kept up to date; the main problem is that our archives are fractured, since like I said, the ruffians ripped up some of them haphazardly. So if our investors ever want to see our financial history, we will have problems trying to satisfy them."
The taxiwagon sped faster.
"We do perform a few illegal activities. What's bothering me is why the government hasn't acted on that. The men who attacked us couldn't have been from the government, because they would have arrested us and confiscated the material, not trash the place the way they did. I'm guessing they were hit men from a rival business."
Then he noticed that the taxiwagon was traveling unusually fast. "Hey driver, what's going on? Aren't you going a bit fast?" he asked. The driver did not reply.
Astran glanced nervously at Berundly.
@Feline-Grenadier
"For the Morai Legion, of course. You know, the enemies of the Azure Guardians?" the guard noted sarcastically.
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 21:10
#110
I knew it!
"High gear enough, you might want to slow your horses right down," Berundly snapped. "Some people take things a bit too seriously." Berundly played a coy smile, but inside, the the worry was building all the same.
He spied the look on Astran's face and his stomach churned.
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 21:40
#111
WHEW!
Alexis sighed out in relief...almost. The result was a strange-sounding cough noise, to which she cleared her throat in an attempt to hide her gladness.
"Got it...because I can't remember anything. Zilch. Nothing.
I was told I would be sent back somewhere....but where specifically?"
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 23:06
#112
OOC
I have... No clue what to do from here out.
Edit: While I wait... Let's give you some fairly good music that would suit night time as well as daytime.
'This'
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 23:19
#113
Hm...
OOC : I usually listen to this : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2hvX3lXViXI
^But to each his / her own. The cops are coming right at Hisare, though they might not notice her, do note that there's a reason why the Morai are more or less infamous for their corruption and brutality. They might not need a real alibi get their hands on a punching bag, especially when it's conveniently an amnesiac with no story.
Fri, 04/18/2014 - 23:58
#114
Well... Scrap.
Hisare hears the flashing sirens of the police cars, And dives for the run down Clothing Store, in hopes to get there before she's noticed. Once inside, She carefully closed the door, And started to quietly walk, Taking in her surroundings long enough to get somewhere to hide in case she needed to.
Edit: Had no idea that had lyrics.
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 00:35
#115
@Liminori
She manages to evade many of the vehicles in the streets, and once inside, the police vehicles (motorcycles, cars, vans, etc.) all skid to a stop and create a perimeter around the building.
The owner of said building walks out from a door, and raises both of his hands. Looks like he's stalling time for the partygoers in his basement...or is it for Hisare?
The clothing store itself is rather dusty, and the windows are stained with mildew to make looking out a lot easier than looking in. There's jeans, jackets, shorts, khakis, blouses, and other old-fashioned attire from decades before Hisare's fashion. As run-down as the shop looks like, though, it's relatively filled with a share of old women, thrifty workers, and the group of delinquents that ever run-down town has.
They're all a little snazzy in terms of hairstyle and fashion, though. Hisare might fit right in if she acted out the part, or going out the back door with a little bribery could work. Or maybe one of these people actually knows where and who is she, who knows?
So many possibilities to choose from...
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 14:00
#116
Why not choose all the possibilities at once?
'Thank you for stalling for time...' Hisare thinks, Thankful for the owner.
First, Hisare walks up to the old women. 'The older you get, The more you know.'
"Um... Would any of you happen to know who I am? I seem to have forgotten everything." Hisare waits patiently for a response.
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Hisare then walks up to the group of workers.
"Um... Would any of you perhaps know who I am? I seem to have forgotten everything up until this day."
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Lastly, Hisare picks up a Black scarf. On closer inspection, It has a skull on it. There's no price tag, Or anything that would say it belongs to anyone. So, She puts the scarf on, And walks up to the Delinquents.
In a slightly grumpy voice, Hisare says "Hey. Do any of you know who I am? If so... Tell me."
'I'd better not mention my loss of memory to them... They'd screw around with my past and make me seem gullible.'
(OOC: Story Editing In... In Progress. In my opinion, The waiting music I chose fits better, With all the Delinquents, The Cops, Gang Signs, And etc.
The(----)'s signify an unknown passage in time, So that we don't do a back and forth line of comments.)
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 04:20
#117
Hm...
Amy noticed some hammers hitting it and she got worried and then wedges appeared. Just then, the lid came off and some people helped Amy out of the coffin. She was sat down on the ground and noticed a lot of ordinary people and in the room, there seemed to be a lot of items. Amy was thinking when one of them walked to her.
One of them walked to her and had brown hair, brown eyes and had a posh suit with a golden watch. Amy stood up and the person shook her hand. The person then said "Hey there, Amy! It's good to see you again. Remember me? We met about two weeks ago and talked over coffee. We'll have to do that again sometime. These are my comrades, Matthew, Jillian, Tristam, and Norad. They've been dying to meet you, Amy."
Amy was a bit confused, how did that person know her? Amy thought "2 weeks ago and over coffee... Wait, did he or I have a crush on the other one!?" She said "Sorry, I-I don't remember you." Amy blushed from embarrassment that she forgot this person. "I-I-I am really sorry I don't remember..."
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 16:23
#118
And now....
I wait. For three answers.
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 20:04
#119
@Liminori
"Oh dear," one of the elderly ladies says in legitimate concern, "it looks like someone was on too much crack again. No dear, I haven't seen you before."
"Phoebe! You know better than to say that! Not every young woman these days takes that filthy stuff. Sorry, honey, but...I don't think any of us knows..."
---
One of the workers, some heavily-built man, nods a little.
"Heard that a girl of your description hit her head pretty hard in the club. Weren't you...a...um...a painter? Hm...I dunno, it's been a couple o' years..."
---
One of the boys, dressed in all black, gives a weird look to the rest of his boys.
"...um...no. You screwing around with us or something, or did the doctor pump you up with too much morphine?"
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 20:20
#120
Qualms.
'Of course not... Although it truly does make me swallow my words.'
---
'That's a good start...'
"A painter? That's... Interesting. Would you happen to know my name? At the very least, it might help with... Regaining my memory."
'Wait a second... How does he know about the club? News travels far too fast for my liking. Another question rises up in Hisare's head again.
'Why was I in that clubhouse...?'
---
Hisare's voice sweetens instantly.
"Why, no... It's always good to keep a track of one's reputation, And being a nobody means a great deal to me."
'If I had my way, There'd be a knife sticking between his ribs right now. But for now, I'd rather keep a clean record, Especially since I don't have anywhere I can go...'
Sat, 04/19/2014 - 22:38
#121
@Liminori
Workers :
"...you forgot your name? I can't help you there then, miss. Hm...here's my number. Maybe my daughter knows more..."
From his pocket, he procures a pen and a scrap of paper, and writes into it his dial-up #. He then gives it to her, and a tap on his shoulder causes him to turn and talk with his peers again. Seems like they're mechanics of a sort, since they're talking about circuitry...
Delinquents :
The main guy raises an eyebrow.
"...okay...
...sorry, girl, but I dunno, and if none of the boys here whistled you here, then no one knows. Cuz I'm nice, I'm not gonna mug you today, but I'm putting it out there : you don't look like you're from around here."
Sun, 04/20/2014 - 12:22
#122
♦ @F-G ♦
Hisare looked through the windows again, to check how much time she had to do what she needed to do.
'Wait... Why would the police be checking here...? Something about this just feels... Wrong.'
Sun, 04/20/2014 - 19:02
#123
...
BUMP.
Mon, 04/21/2014 - 00:34
#124
@Liminori
When she returns, she finds that all the police officers are dressed in combat attire, and all of them are armed with their standard-issued Blasters. There's a body-bag being dumped into one of the vans, and the building owner is nowhere in sight.
In fact, the club building's on fire.
If Hisare turns around, she would find the entire store suddenly devoid of life, as if the inhabitants were all ghosts.
Mon, 04/21/2014 - 19:41
#125
♦ @F-G ♦
Hisare took it as a sign that she should get moving.
'The club building on fire... There's got to be something going on here, Considering that the police seem to be out in force, And doing their job even more forcefully.'
Hisare turned around, and headed for the back exit.
'This is not good...'
Mon, 04/21/2014 - 23:13
#126
@Liminori
The back door leads into an empty atrium of an apartment complex. Surprisingly enough, it's devoid of any graffiti...and devoid of dust, too. Funny, since no one's supposed to live here...
There's a stairwell going up a story, and several other doors leading to the other buildings. They all number around 650-660, and all the doors are built the same : oak wood with a mahogany finish, with new brass doorknobs. All of this looks fairly recent, even this place is based in a ghetto...
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 14:48
#127
I've hit a brick wall. Σ
I have no clue where to go from here.
My creativity has just jumped down the drain-hole to hell.
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 15:47
#128
@Liminori
"Girl, up here! To the stairs!"
From above, the worker she had talked to before is calling her out in a harsh whisper.
OOC : CYS is superior IMO for RPing Thin. Too bad it's a global site.
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 16:00
#129
@F-G (Blargh...)
Hisare got up the stairs quietly, And entered to the area that the worker was in.
'Well... we sure are going higher and higher up, aren't we...?'
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 16:51
#130
@Liminori
Immediately, she gets tackled to the floor by said worker, and something akin to a cold blanket wraps over her entire body.
"Stay," assures the worker in a low voice, "They have heat sensors. Wouldn't want them to find us out. Nuh-uh, not after we came so far..."
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 17:57
#131
@F-G
Hisare stares angrily into the blanket. But, for as far as he knows, She may as well not give a scrap.
Patiently, Hisare simply waits.
'Why the heck am I here...?'
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 18:49
#132
@Liminori
"They're gone.
Before I let you go, I'm going to ask you a question.
Do you think the Morai can still be treated as humans, at this point?"
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 18:56
#133
@F-G
"I... Not the ones in charge. Most of them... Aren't to be trusted... I think?"
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 19:16
#134
Replies
@Feline-Grenadier: On CYS, I have developed a slight reputation for abandoning my RPs early. Part of the problem is lack of lore (among other things). The other problem (probably self-induced) is lack of audience.
That's why I still RP on the SK forums.
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 20:49
#135
Multiple replies!
OOC : @Thin Well, I guess you ARE the top-dog here in RPs.
BIC :
@Liminori
"Then will you help us overthrow them?"
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 21:18
#136
Something!/....? ..!
IC: "Overthrow them...? Fine... But it's your problem if it turns out I was wrong." Hisare says, unflinchingly.
Tue, 04/22/2014 - 21:54
#137
@Liminori
"Oh, you'll be proven wrong. All of them are bastards anyways..."
He deftly pulls the blanket with a jerk, causing Hisare to unroll out onto the floor in an almost cartoonish display, and folds it neatly.
"I was lying about my memory. My daughter she used to talk to me at night about becoming an artist before...nevermind. Welcome to the Resistance, Hisare. Let's see if we can't get you back home and figure out what happened..."
Before he can say anything more, he suddenly goes flying over the railway, and lands onto the stairs with a hard thud. The nearby wall was blasted open by something, and it's more likely than not that she's been found out by the police, and they were bringing heavy firepower with them.
Thu, 04/24/2014 - 21:59
#138
This is not the bump that you seek (it's not a bump at all)
Hey Thin, I hope you're doing fine, you seem to be pretty swamped lately.
Anyways, this reminds me of Gwen. I don't know her lore perfectly, but if you listen to the lyrics, it's impossible not to see how many connections there are to Spiral Knights, lol. I mean, it literally says "Clockwork" and "Spiral" and the reference to the Swarm is crazy.
It seriously sounds as if the Core was the singer. I haven't been with Gwen since... She was in that RP with the Recon Rangers and her addiction to Warp Dust, right? Otherwise Sintag's RP was the last I'd heard of her. sleep deprived memory for the win. (Just kidding it's not.)
Fri, 04/25/2014 - 04:27
#139
It's close enough to a bump...
Hisare looks quickly through the wall and jumps over the railing, Kicking of the side of the stairs.
She lands, And starts running.
'An excuse to leave? Sure...'
Fri, 04/25/2014 - 07:33
#140
@Liminori
OOC : Seriously, where did all the people go!?
BIC :
Suddenly, the whole building erupts with the sound of gunfire, and people seem to be coming from everywhere with weapons drawn upstairs or towards the store Hisare was just in.
Towards her right, there's an open door at the far end; probably some place where the children went to hide, if she would consider the trail of muddy shoe prints leading out.
Fri, 04/25/2014 - 07:41
#141
@Feline
Well... I have been waiting for my next part of the story... It's been nearly a week I have waited...
Fri, 04/25/2014 - 10:31
#142
Fun... Is... INFINITE.
Hey Love-Puppy-Army, what happened to your fanfic?
EDIT: Aww why? it was really good...
Fri, 04/25/2014 - 10:04
#143
@Cinoa
One word, Graveyard...
Fri, 04/25/2014 - 15:16
#144
One path!?!?
Hisare dashes for the door to the right, In hopes that it leads somewhere.
Sun, 05/11/2014 - 14:09
#145
Σ (<-- Cause that thing is really helpful.)
THERE ARE ABOUT 5 RP'S ON STANDBY!
WHAT.
WILL.
WE.
DO.
ABOUT.
THIS?
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH
Mon, 05/12/2014 - 20:46
#146
Frankly...
Thinslayer seems far to occupied at the moment. I mean, he has three RP's in the Treasure Vault alone, none of which he specified were dead, and he's participating in about two other RP's. I'm pretty sure life is in the way, lol
Mon, 05/12/2014 - 20:49
#147
Hexlash has it right.
6am-7: get ready for class
7-8: drive to class
8-12pm: classtime
12pm-1: drive home
1-3: FREE TIME! (and maybe studying)
3-8: average work shift (usually more like 3-7)
8-9: FREE TIME! (and maybe studying)
9pm-6am: try to sleep
You get the picture. e_e
Mon, 05/26/2014 - 22:44
#148
Well...
Could we at least attempt to have someone try to get each story moving from the inside?
Like... Perhaps, Sub-GM's for the Nearly Dead RP's that you haven't graveyarded.
Besides, The RP's that are out now aren't really my style...
And, I'd be in too many RP's if I joined more, Which I already am.
So please, Guys- Help us "Get On" with the multiple stories that are nearly dead!
Edit: *Stirs pot of Roleplayer's Brains*
Tue, 05/27/2014 - 14:46
#149
Kewl.
This is cool. Good writing, everybody!
Thu, 06/05/2014 - 12:13
#150
It could always be better...
*whistles casually*
"Well, what're you waiting for? Drops going to happen in a few minutes, and the crowd's calm."
He opens the door, and instantly, the murmur of a massive crowd enters her ears. Looks like forgoing earplugs would result in temporary deafness from just walking through the crowd.