1279 replies to this topic

[Thugren]

her eyes glitter and she softens her smile, " that is is sir that it is, head down to the slaughted boar in for a bowl of stew, have a good night johhny

[Armoured Priest]

"Thank you Ms. Emily, you have a good night as well." He said. He made his way back out of the building and into the cool night air. 'she wasn't bad looking, wonder how the girls are around here.' he mused to himself. 'But first.' He pulled out the keys he looted.

"Now where the hell is that store?" He whispered to himself.

[Thugren]

you look at the key and it says, briastone drugs and pharmacy, from a sign to your right you see that the store is dawn in the merchant district, a good hour long walk, but wahtt treasures could you have in that store?

[Armoured Priest]

Burias walked down the street unhurridly. Whistling a little tune. 'Take me home in a body bag, du da, du da. Take me home in a body bag du da, du da. Take me home in a bodybag oh the du da day.'

[Thugren]

In the distance you can see the shop, its closed and dark, inside you can see a wealth of medicine and medical tools, the only thing moving in the store seems to be a small cat bouncing from windowcil to windowcil

[Armoured Priest]

Burias procedded to open the door with the keys. Keeping an eye on the cat.

[Thugren]

The door opens silenty and the smell of dust and medicine fills your nostrils, behind the counter you hear a rustling bit it resolves itself into another car playing with yarn. In the back room, a computer sits, with its homepage set to Ho sihts homepage, caliphas"s picture stare back at you, with a file that reads , bindings, pros and cons

sent from the gothic sector

[Armoured Priest]

Burias immediately slams the front door behind him and rushes to the comptuer. "Alright sicko, let's see what info you were privy to." He said as he began reading the profile.

[Armoured Priest]

Spoiler

update my thread damn you!

[Thugren]

Calophas Cain was the inital subjest in the bonding project, organs swapped with burias dempsey to experiment mixing the purified mutation with a pyrokinesis user....
Cain went mad, the surgery was imperfect, needs a high dose of irridiium to be injected and be brought back into chemical balance....supposedly reports say, when he gets near his bond he goes mad because of the imbalance

sent from the gothic sector

[Armoured Priest]

"Well fuck." Burias stated when he finished reading the page. He got up an began looking around the store to take stock of what was available and where the registator was. 'Irridium? Maybe there's some here?' He hoped. If not, there is plenty of goods to make up for it for now.

[Thugren]

the stoore is filled with many meds, but only one bar of irriduim, the register is filled with moneym amd a key to the safe is inside

[Armoured Priest]

Burias stared at the lone bar pondering. 'Do I need it? He thought back to the crippiling pain from earlier. He looked at it for a few momets longer and then stored it in one of the pockets of black b.d.u. pants. He opened the registrator and put all of it in a worn out wallet he kept. He took a view of the entire store and the amount of chems and drugs. 'I might need a bag.' He reasoned. He searched for a suitable carrying vessel.

[Thugren]

In the far corner of the room is a dufflebag, every med ppsaiblebsits in the room, from simple pain killers to blood.coagulants

sent from the gothic sector

[Armoured Priest]

He picked up the dusty duffel bag and brushes off the worst of it. He walked up and down the shelfs of the store and procceds to take two of everything. "Burias ark for meds, hm hm hm." he laughed to himself.

[Thugren]

As you loot , you hear the door creak, and you can feel Somone else in the room, the air fills with a metallic scent and you can hear domineering low breathing

sent from the gothic sector

[Armoured Priest]

Burias halted and stood where he was. 'What now?' flashed into his mind. He pulled out his colt 45 in one hand while keeping his bag on his shoulder with the other. The smell of metals was strong in the air. 'What the hell is it?' he wondered. An idea popped into his head. He carefully tried to slid the meds and chems on the shelf aside to gain a view past them without alerting the other intruder.

Spoiler

1d100 rolled for a total of: 60 (60)

[Thugren]

A siht purified stalks the aisles, morphing the iron in his hand to a small dagger he whispers

" silence the unclean...."

sent from the gothic sector

[Armoured Priest]

'Hmph, fun time.' thought burias as he smiled wickedly under his mask. He raises and carefully aimes his colt at the purifier's head for a kill shot. "Good night" he said before he pulled the trigger.

Spoiler

1d100 rolled for a total of: 99 (99)
Holy shit! that's good luck right there!

[Thugren]

The man's head bursts like a ripe melon, and he falls bonlessly to the floor, on his person you can see his uniform is tattered, and his robes covered in cakes blood

sent from the gothic sector