@GobMaw_HellSmasha @Lord_Zial_Ghoul The gangsters fall easily to the beast as their weapons proved ineffective as the beast created its namesake. Despite this the gangsters didn't let up either as they continued firing with some of them getting on top of the vans and firing with other going back. Not retreating but seemingly going to get something, exactly what the monster couldn't see. It was then the pickup truck made its reappearance with some kind of weapon set up on a tripod bolted to it's bed. "Laugh at this you fucking monster!" The man mounted on us yelled as he put on a pair of head phones and the weapon began to hum and glow slightly. The man mounting the weapon smiled and pressed the fire button and loud burst of what the monster would recognize as dub step but the sound waves left cracks in the asphalt. A sonic cannon modified to use dub step, unusual but not something you would put past gangsters. Irregardless the sound waves caused the creature great pain almost akin to the fire from earlier as the sound waves assaulted his structure causing him to burst in several places. @Wincent The Girl's mood remained the same as she looked under neither her stand for a moment and hauled out a large book with a skull engraved onto it's cover. "Here it is, had to pull a few strings to dig something like this up from the old libraries. I trust you actually have the money this time?" She asked still giving the pumpkin headed woman an annoyed look. @BuriasDempsey Rico sighed and pulled back on his right sleeve revealing a simple watch and he checked the time. "I guess we won't be able to make it back home this late anyways.... So I guess I'll have to say yes to the rooms." Alexis could be see turning her head towards the conversation with her smile returning with a vengeance. "Buuuuut, only if she gets put on the opposite side of the building and my room doesn't have any windows and only one door which has locks." Despite his conditions Alexis' smile only grew. Only god knows what she was thinking but it probably wasn't something Rico would like or maybe it was and he just wasn't willing to admit it. Anyways they two seemed willing to follow Nightmare to the shelter he promised and all they needed was a new direction to walk. @Azathoth The Prophet reinvigorated by his god's 'encouragement' made his was into the less than desirable parts of town. He could already hear gunfire in the distance which just shows how dangerous Novus was once you got out of the glamour and skylights. Yet again even in this part of town people avoided him knowing whatever he was is trouble and quite frankly the average person even in this part of town didn't want any. But as he kept walking impeded into gang territory a group of eight men wearing the standard attire one would expect of small time gangsters. Cheap and of the correct color of whatever street gang they we're apart of. One of then that seemed to be the smartest of the group or at least had the biggest mouth walked up to the Prophet. "Yo what's with the get up? Too ugly to want to show your face?" He asked as he strode up to the prophet completely sure of himself. A good indicator he was armed, once he was close enough he pulled out a switch blade and pointed it at the Prophet. "Now why don't you reach into that thing you stole from yo mama's wardrobe and give me everything you got?" Normally whoever this hanger was mugging would comply and they would move on but the Prophet was more than capable to rip him andbhis seven other idiots to friends. Or possibly twist their minds to his own. @kanila Yet another bored looking woman albeit a slightly more attractive one in a WBSA uniform looked up from her work. "They're already on the scene but they also just called in a forensics team so if you follow the trucks and cars I guess you would find them." She said pointing to the vehicles exiting the garage and heading off with their sirens and lights turned on. It most likely meant more running for the reporter but at least he's getting closer. @Wata @Maleth Dispatch told Serpent the crew would be there shortly and if the sirens in the distance meant anything they would probably be there in less than ten minutes. The car was looted, a good sign the the neighborhood they decided to park in wasn't the safest in Novus. and if he looked into the car again for whatever reason he would also notice the case fine he had been given from Morph earlier in the day was also missing. Whoever had drawn the Jack o lantern on the side if the car was quite thorough. Phoenix would also be greeted by the sight of it when she exited the sewers through the hatch. Interesting thing to happen on her first day if anything. (Crews will arrive next update)
The Prophet laughed at the muggers taunts. "Too ugly to show my face...... my good man, you hit the nail right on the head." Tendrils of void energy leaked from beneath his robes. Spoiler: Example But with dark magic instead of physical tentacles "Friends, you come to me asking for what I have on me physically. But I also have in my possession something else. A message. A message of illumination." The tendrils swiftly wrapped around the thugs. "I will give you that gift." He said, grinning madly. He utilized his powers. Infinity would unravel before the eyes of his victims as psychedelic hallucinations gripped their minds. The Mad God would be allowed into their subconscious, able to mess with whatever it pleased. The Prophet raised his arms in exultation as he channeled the void through the bodies, minds and souls of his prey.
Seeing that most of the agents had began making their way out of the sewers, the Warden decided to consider the meeting a success. In most cases they would simply attempt to arrest him on sight and ask questions later. Seeing that he may have found someone to work with in the Agency would be a useful contact. How long this amicable relationship would last was questionable however. "I'm glad to see you understand the gravity of this situation. I'll be trying to dig up some leads on this Nightmare and see if I can get more information on his organization. I'll keep in touch in case anything of interest comes up. I'll be seeing you officer. Oh and try to get those sticks out of your subordinates asses, kinda limits their effectiveness ya know." With nothing else to be said, the Warden turned to leave and get out of sewers. Upon exiting he found two of the officers from the sewers, and their car which had been quite thoroughly fucked up. It brought an amused chuckle from the vigilante before he made to leave. He needed to track down something on this Nightmare. Well, not better place to search for trash than in the gutters. With that thought in mind, the Warden decided it was time to make his way into the wondrous slums of his city and see what some local lowlifes had to say about this Nightmare. @GoreWrencha OOC: Going to the slums to interrogate thugs for info on Nightmare's gang.
Hallow gives the "girl" a almost hurt look. "Come now, since when have I ever "not" paid? Besides, this is the first time that I have actually bought anything major for you." She shrugs and lifts her coat, taking out money from one of the bags strapped to her body. She nods as she talks calmly "250 000 aaaaand, as per the agreement, a limited edition of John clarks "magican" bobble head. That would be all of what we agreed upon, yes?" Hallow smiles under her pumpkin as she puts down the little bobblehead figure, with its black tophat and its fine little white and black cane. She nods, reaching for the tome, with wanting figures
When Phoenix emerged from the sewers Serpent drew in a deep breath to calm himself. "Can you believe it?" He pointed at the jackolantern on the door. "This is a school night, kids should be studying, not vandalizing government property." Serpent crossed his arms and growled. "If I find the one who did this...my mix-CD..." His face got even a bit sorrowful expression. "This isn't your usual WBSA day, I can assure you."
"Excellent, and don't worry that can easily be arranged. Just don't blame me when it doesn't work." he told them with a wink of one his red orb eyes before turning around. "This way, but we have a bit of a pit stop first. There's ten people I hope Alexis can have fun with before going home and I just don't have the time to do my usual example making." He sighed with lament as he walked down the tunnel to lead his two new friends, not forgetting what the mooks had done earlier while back to his usual self. Today was quiet the day for him.
"How on earth....." Phoenix mumbled under her breath at the vandalism of the car. Needless to say, she was hoping that Serpent was right in that this wasn't going to be a normal day for her, given that she was having an action packed first day. So she then replied (@Wata ) "I sure hope so, otherwise I might need to start calling in a few favours just to keep my gear and powers in line with what madness I get thrown into." Course, when Ellyaina took a look at the sheer state of the car she then threw her hands up and exclaimed "WHO STEALS A BLOODY STEARING WHEEL!?" Evidently, she was rather shocked at the sheer industrious scale of the car's ransacking, but after a few breaths she then bemoaned with her arms drooping by her sides "I guess we're walking back to the station then?"
Virion stood atop a building observing the creatures destructive rampage. Perhaps he should have exercised more caution when talking to this monster of flesh. Oh who was he kidding, he cared little. Perhaps that was a bad thing that he wasn't concerned? Regardless, he watched atop a building, his arms chivalrously placed behind his back and his feet together, as he observed the beasts rampage. The monster kept rambling on about Oppenheimer chromosomes, so he assumed it needed them to survive or something of that matter. Or perhaps he just wanted to eat them. Whatever the case was, he was curious, and his curiosity could prove deadly. Then a truck came up. It was interesting, the gangsters seemed to bring reinforcements to a definite loss. Meat to a meat grinder. However the weapon on the ramshackle vehicle was what interested him most. It turned out to be a sonic cannon, obnoxious dubstep rupturing the ground and damaging the monster. He had nothing to do, why not jump in. Unleashing his swords, Virion leaped off into the air, a figure of irridescent green in the sky. As he descended is curled up, his swords held firmly as he landed on the figure and the back of the truck. The momentum and force sliced the man in three, the gun, and the back of the truck being ruined in the process. The gangsters were astonished. Between the bleeding and gorey monster, now a tall armored glowing figure with swords had just appeared out of nowhere. It was time for action. Running to the nearest gangster, his left hand sword folded inwards as he vaulted over the astonished man with one arm, his wrist mounted gun activating, forcing a bullet through his shoulder. The other arm extended, putting his poisoned blade right into the mans shoulder. They began to deteriorate. Perfect. Retract the blade, extend the other. Crouch. Push off the ground, into the next man. Force up, hit a gangster in the neck with a knee. Perfect, extend arm, fire a round at one. Two. Three Gangsters. No challenge. A brute approaches, he bears a pipe. Parry and cut up. He's dead within half a minute tops. Retract blades, Extend arms outwards. Aesthetically pleasing T shape. Wrist guns fire. 2 Gangbangers were trying to drive away, they aren't now. The Rest run. Too bad his guns had more shots. They collapse. Some run. Not for long. Perfection, another job well done, if there wasn't a good reason. Regardless, Virion dusted himself off, and twirled on his heel to face the creature.
Upon being assaulted by the intense and horrible sonic waves, the beast bitterly growled toward the source of it's agony. This would be the second time this day that one would gain it's ire, and second time it'd have to make a tactical retreat in face of a previously unknown threat. It let itself get carried by its primal fury again, and now it was experiencing a similar pain like it did earlier. The unnatural fire and now this horrendous contraption has caught it off guard. Now was not time to stew in it's humiliation, now was the time to ensure it's continued survival. "INSOLENT...WORM!" it shouted, hate dripping from every word. "THIS...IS MY!...DOMAIN!...AND I SHALL ERASE YOU...PITIFUL...BAND OF PARASITES...FROM IT!" It felt like it was being torn at the seems as parts of its body were bubbling and popping due to the intensity of the sonic weapon. Every moment under it's effects were hell for the creature. Right before he was going to make for a swift exit, there was a flash of green that fell from the sky and the sonic weapon stopped. Something or someone put an end to the infernal contraption. It froze up, as it stared forward, seemingly at nothing. Flashes of memories from a forgotten past take hold at this moment. It was able to see through its eyes in it's mind a trio of kids punching at his face and laughing cruelly at him. Despite their supposed size as mere children he was staring up at them, as if he was smaller then they were. They took something off his face, a pair of glasses. A small childlike hand reached out to grab it from his point of view. That was HIS hand, those were HIS glasses. The trio threw it to the ground and stomped on it in front of him. He felt like he was going to just break down, lie on the ground and give up. But then one of the kids harassing him was punched square in the face by someone else that now stood in front of him. The kid wordlessly continued his charge as he punched one of the harassers in the stomach, causing the bully to clench it as he double over. His defender then backhanded the one behind him before following up with whipping the hand across his face as he spun around. The one that was punched in the face earlier merely stood their as he waited for his two partners to get back up, and they all silently ran with their tails between their legs. The one who came to protect him dusted himself off and looked at him. His defender extended his hand toward his direction. He was able to hear the boy that stood up for him say, 'Hey, are you okay?'. 'Uh...uhuh...' was the reply the boy got from him. 'T-t-thanks for...helping me...' he heard himself say. 'Hey don't mention it.' He heard the boy say as he grabbed the boys hand. 'Couldn't just sit there and watch them treat you like dirt.' 'S-still though, thank you' he looked down toward his glasses and picked them up off the ground, the lens was cracked and the glasses themselves were bent up, it was in better condition then he thought it'd be in. 'Oh! Umm, if you don't mind me asking...w-wh-what's your name?' upon asking the boy this question he smiled and replied back 'Jerry, and yours?'. 'R-Reginald' he replied back, 'that was really cool back there, I...I probably...wouldn't have been able...to stand up for myself'. The kid laughed again and put an arm on his shoulder 'Well sure you can, and even if you need me, I'll be there to help ya, okay?'. "Jjjeeerrr...reeeeeee..." the crimson beast mutters out loud. Suddenly, the vision stops, looking forward he sees the cyborg from earlier. The curious one. What was he so damn curious about?! He shifted his body to look past him. It took witness of the carnage and growled angrily. "IDIOT!" he hissed, "should've...left one...ALIVE...questioning, interrogation...experimentation..." he glared at the man with his multitude of eyes. As he brushed past him to survey the damage, see if anyone was still breathing in it's general vicinity. "Need...cut off...snakes head...only means...establishing control..." it grumbled. It turned to look at the cyborg once more, "could've...set ambush...take weapon out...neutralize opposition...take survivors...get answers...but now...THERE'S NOTHING!" The creature wasn't too pleased with the stranger, but aside from just yelling at him, he wasn't openly hostile toward the man. "Need...establish...new domain...need...OPPENHEIMER CHROMOSOMES...key...key to it...key to everything."
Virion stood unflinching as the monster berated him in it's gargled form of speech. His arms returned to their normal position behind his back. "IDIOT" it said. Hah! The monster berated on and on. He mentioned oppenheimer's chromosome again, and the dominance of territory. Strange, the man wreathed in the guide of a beast. Or a Beast with the semblance of intelligence. Regardless, he let the creature continue it's belittling before speaking. "This is the Volltaige gang. They're a third class criminal empire. Though fiefdom is a more fitting term." He would chuckle slightly. "They are run by Nortiarie Vensulie. Italian if you didn't know and or don't know. They originate in the North side of the city, though they have deep roots here in the east. They manufacture illegal technology, with artificial intelligence as the penultiment product, and incredibly powerful viruses as the deal breaker. They were sent here to attack their rival gang, known as the Wrenches. Most people call them the wretches for the amount of lives they ruin. They specify in illegal products. Drugs. Weapons. Their territory is here, in the East. The Slums." His back was still turned to the monster as he examined one of his suits gauntlets.
