Bzprpg - Kumu Islets

[Let's Henshin!]

IC: Sev(Final Problem)Seriously chap, do you have some sort of clinical problem or something. "Fine fine, suit yourself, no need to get all angsty 'bout it." All though this fits well into Plan B, paranoia like that I can work with. Sev schemed as the Waitress left to get his drink, hopefully it wouldn't take too long.

Edited July 29, 2012 by Toa Onarax

[a goose]

IC: PirokPirok frowned. "I'm not being angsty."

[Let's Henshin!]

IC: Sev(Final Problem)Add Self Denial to that list as well, yup it's official, this guy's a moron. "Yeah, yeah keep tellin' yourself that." He nodded graciously towards the waitress as she arrived, acceptin' his soda with a tip of his hat, "Thank you madam." He cracked open the soda and looked at Pirok, while taking a sip, "Ah good old Ihu Dew, ya sure are missin' out in the finer pleasures in life, Pirok." Get ready to initiate Plan B

Edited July 29, 2012 by Toa Onarax

[a goose]

IC: Pirok"You do know that almost everything in this bar was bought for the cheapest price possible, and that each can likely has a difficult-to-notice spelling difference?" Sure enough, the can said Inu Dew and tasted like sewage. With little bubbles in it.

[Let's Henshin!]

IC: Sev(Final Problem)Time to ditch this loser. Over the years, Sev had been forced to drink out of some really sleazy places, thus his stomach wasn't at all affected by the Inu Dew, however Pirok did not know that, and thus Sev was ready to play it up. "Well, will ya looky there, it does doesn't it?" Suddenly the Vortixx clutched his stomach, when he began speaking again, it sounded like he was on verge of barfing, "Well Chap, it appears ya were right, now if ya'll excuse me." The Vortixx then began making a beeline for the Bathroom, losing the Toa, and well if the Toa had follewed, well then there were some other problems weren't there. However to be honest the whole scene was quite comical, the way Sev had clenched his stomach, his barely contained wrenching, and ofcourse the comical and clumsy rush to bathroom.Now that he was in the bathroom though, Sev began draining the bottle of Inu Dew into the sink, he had only ordered it for this specific purpose. He then took a glance at the stalls, noticing the reek coming from them. Yeah, I'm not using those. Now the only difficulty is timing my departure from this place so Pirok doesn't see me. Mata-Nui knows how bloody annoying the guy was.

[a goose]

IC: PirokPirok ordered an 'Inu Dew', opened it, and sniffed it. It was disgusting. He wasn't surprised that that Vortixx had left...

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)Err. my. Gerd.Alright, let me make this clear. I'm not a soda drinker, not really. Maybe with a burger and fries or something every now and then, but that's for the rabble. I'm sophisticated, I'm above soda. That said, watching Vossen run away like a dumpster diver confronted with a bar of soap after taking just a sip of Inu Dew was seriously sad to watch. I mean, after all the "I'm a professional I know what I'm doing you're doing this wrong you're doing that wrong I know all of this is how it's supposed to be done and by the way you're too pretty you attract attention" babble he'd spewed at me since he arrived in Po-Wahi, you'd expect a guy like that not to bolt at the first sign of carbonation.Unless he was acting, in which case, he'd better play his cards right, or this Pirok guy would be after him like ego on Grokk. Actually, come to think of it, that could be a good thing; Sev's job is to draw attention away from me, and since you could almost smell Nikarra's pheromones on me at this point, Pirok would have more of a reason to suspect me than most. So if Sev comes out, and Pirok notices him, then maybe, possibly, he can keep the guy occupied long enough to help me get a clean getaway. Heist is coming up. We can't screw this up now, and frankly, no matter how good an asset Nikarra can be - by the way, Nikarra's asset? Top notch. - she's starting to prove herself to be a slight liability.Either way, I kept my planning to myself as I called and looked to Kinika for his next move as I answered Beast with a cursory, "Ga-Wahi. The beach."-Teezy

Edited July 29, 2012 by Tyler Durden

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IC - Kinika - The Final ProblemKinika followed Dorian's eyes to what he assumed was the Toa's friend. He raised an eyebrow, almost wincing in pain and anticipation as the voices crashed in.He's rogue.Kill him.He doesn't deserve life.Kill him.Kill kill kill."Your friend has a soft stomache. The water here is stronger than that scrapped out excuse for soda. That reminds me..." he ordered a beer from a nearby waitress, gulping it down.He gasped audibly, but at this point everyone realized he was off his rocker. He put a hand to his back, concealed by his trenchcoat, as if he were in great pain. No one could see if he had a cut or bruise there, of course.He turned his cards over, revealing three kings and a pair of nines.

[Riisiing Moon]

IC--Beast [Final Problem]Beast flashed a straight, holding a six and an eight. He'd been beaming since the river--the man was good at poker, but relatively bad at the interpersonal part. He collected the pot lazily. "Ga-Wahi? Done some business up there, but it's been a while since I've been back. Why'd you leave?"

[Wotz]

IC: IlliciaBack at the bunker Bad Company had made their base, someone beautiful was stretched across a couch, buried in her thoughts, idly twiddling her right index finger around a handful of hair, and looking up at the ceiling unknowingly. Illicia was bored. Someone had mistaken her for being dead earlier, and had poked her with a stick, only to be viciously slapped away, and that was about it for what she had done since Grokk and Dorian had gone out. Dorian. What the heck was it with him? Now now, let's not get into that territory again, said that voice in her head (again). You're the one who's meant to mess with people, remember? The Vortixx sighed. As much as she hated to admit it, this was the voice of reason. Now go write this down so you don't forget it.Entering the bathroom for the bazillionth time, Illicia walked over to the wall and removed one of the tiles. On it was a few lines of Matoran writing, written by her. This was what was closest to a journal for her, and she had been writing on it since Dorian had left to scout the casino (little did she know how much 'scouting' he had actually done). Most of it was just idle thoughts, some about Bad Company itself and the rest about Dorian.After carving her final entry, she breathed a sigh of relief, like she had completed a grueling task of some kind, slid the tile into the toilet, and flushed it (or performed whatever the Mata-Nui equivalent of flushing a toilet is).OOC: Yeah that's right she had a journal and a voice in her head with black text. DEAL WITH IT.

[a goose]

OOC: Xylak Ansanarasar from Onu-Wahi.IC: XylakXylak swung open the doors of The Final Problem, the sounds (and smells) of the numerous customers greeting him in a completely unwelcome gust of air. He hated his brother, and he hated his brother's casino, and he hated the drinks in his brother's casino, and he hated a good deal of the women in his brother's casino (although some were of good or reasonable quality) in descending order of hatred. However, he retained his smirk and air of nonchalance as he walked in. He very nearly lost them, though, when he realised that despite his dramatic (yet within reason) entrance, the casino's attention was not focused on him.Xylak followed the eyes of a few customers and found himself looking at what appeared to be a poker game. It was a shame, really, when one of the players slumped unconscious against the table in an event which obviously had nothing to do with the handsome Toa of Sonics who now pushed him off his chair and sat down in his place. "I hope you don't mind my intrusion, but I notice you've lost a player. I would be happy to accept the burden of his place. Unless he was losing, in which case, I'm a new player who's just keeping his seat warm while he takes a nap."

[Aderia]

IC - Zarayna - Tactical Panda:Zarayna gulped nervously, which had the added effect of making him swallow."Excellent cooking," he began, his voice sounding completely unperturbed.

IC: Rukk (Tactical Panda)"You slimy stone ape! Keep your grody paws out of my kitchen!" The Vortixx took a deliberate step forwards with each word, punctuating the last word with a practiced wind up and hurled his meat tenderizer at the Toa's armored head, just to prove he was serious. He would not stand for people sneaking food from his kitchen this early on in his sea-faring career.

[Grantaire]

IC - Zarayna - Tactical Panda:Expecting an attack, Zarayna easily blocked the throw with telekinesis, the weapon dropping softly to the ground at the cook's feet."My hands never touched your food!" he shot back. In actuality he was judging how close he was to the edge of the ship, and considering how this would be an excellent time to test telekinetic flight...

[a goose]

IC: Xylak [The Final Problem, the poker game with Dorian in it]Xylak took a quick look at the unconscious player's cards (and wallet). "Definitely keeping his seat warm," he muttered.

[Riisiing Moon]

IC--Beast [Final Problem]Beast raised an eyebrow in passive interest at the newcomer. The Matoran had wronged no one other than the madman, and that was in the Toa's head, the same place where Tarakava waltzed with attractive women and insanity roamed wild. "I believe that seat is taken."

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OOC: Can we not play poker in peace?IC - Kinika - The Final ProblemKinika tossed the rest of his beer into the Matoran's face, waking him up with an icy chill. The voices didn't like the newcomer. Not at all."He's awake. Sorry. Maybe next game."

[a goose]

OOC: No. :(IC: Xylak"No he's not." The Matoran made a sort of gargling sound and fell over again. "See?"The look in Xylak's eyes challenged the other people at the table to try and get rid of him again, assuring them that it wouldn't be taken lightly.

[Eyru]

IC: "Of course," Barük replied with a roll of his eyes, biting deeply into his orange. "Thought you said two would be enough?" He smirked slightly, continuing before his companion could respond. "Never mind. But how many do we need, then? And how do you plan to...select them?"

IC (Ketan)The little craft skipped across the waves towards the distant Kumu Islets, the prow cutting through the water and sending up the occasional burst of salty spray. Ketan turned to face the rear of the boat, his cloaked back shielding him from the drops of seawater."It is not mine to decide," he replied. "I serve the Makuta, and he will send those who are destined to join us."Seeing the Toa of Gravity's surprised look at the word 'destiny', Ketan continued."Don't be fooled- destiny isn't what the Turaga preach. It isn't some guiding force that brings every life to a happy and fulfilled conclusion. It isn't the inevitable path that one follows by being dutiful or practicing unity, as the Matoran claim."No, destiny, is simply a word that the powerful use to fool the common men into thinking that their lives have some supernatural purpose. That the universe cares about them, and will provide an easy way to greatness. Destiny is nothing more than the power exerted over another life."Ketan smiled slightly, as though there were some irony hidden in his words that he could not help but find amusing. "Destiny, for us, then, is the will of Makuta. The Great Spirit is asleep or dead; his will means nothing. The most powerful being on this island is the master of shadows, and what he desires will eventually come to pass. That is destiny."The Toa of air turned and looked out over the water. The Kumu Islets were quite close now, and he could just make out the harbour of Xa-Koro. They would arrive soon.

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IC - Kinika - The Final ProblemKinika stood, slamming his fist on the table. Drinks shook and feel over. Cards flipped out of decks. All of Xylax's chips retreated out of his reach. The Toa of iron really wasn't in the mood to take his trash. Back pains. Voices. Screw it all."I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

[a goose]

IC: Xylak"And why, exactly, is that?" Xylak asked, seemingly unperturbed despite Kinika's aggressiveness.

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IC - Kinika - The Final ProblemKinika narrowed his eyes, leaning on his cane. "Because where I come from, you don't abuse people for fun. Where I come from, that's a telltale sign for a person that has a problem." he coughed lightly, "And I don't feel like tolerating you."

[a goose]

IC: Xylak"Abusing people? Who abused people?" Xylak looked around, melodramatically, before settling his eyes back on Kinika and putting his hand against his chest. "Wait, me?"

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IC - Kinika - The Final Problem"Oh, wonderful. A useless excuse for scum abusing his powers, and top of that, folks...he thinks he's funny."Xylak looked around, and Kinika realized: he was intentionally being the irritating prick he came off as. Kinika rolled his eyes. It would be his luck to get one of these."I'm not going to argue about this. Either you fess up for what you just did and get lost, or you see how quickly trash like you gets chewed up and spit out."

[a goose]

IC: Xylak"Nothing to fess up for. Also, I've been here a few times, and I don't see any teeth marks." Xylak chuckled, dryly. He didn't like Kinika. The only reason he was still here was that it was rather fun to watch the Fe-Toa squirm. But after speaking, his face immediately took on a more serious, threatening expression. "You don't know who you're dealing with. I'd suggest you mind your tone."

[Riisiing Moon]

IC--Beast [Final Problem]Beast snarled. No one was even drunk...this fight was pointless. He figured if there was going to be blood, it might as well be the result of some alcohol. "Drinks, gentlemen?" His voice was one of aggravation."Toa, it's your move." He sneered Kinika-ward.

[a goose]

IC: ReichenbachReichenbach stood back, watching as his brother caused chaos at the poker table. However, he knew that Xylak would never make the first move; his money was on Kinika.He tapped a passing waitress on the shoulder and gestured at the table.IC: XylakXylak smirked as he tilted his chair back, glancing at Kinika.A waitress arrived a few seconds later. "Excuse me, sir, but would you like anything to drink?""I would, yes. Sadly, there is nothing that can be drunk anywhere around here, so I'd prefer it if you left. But, next time I want to torture someone by force-feeding them the raw sewage my brother tries to pass off as beverages, I'll give you a call." Xylak explained, before winking at the waitress, who glared at him and moved along, causing him to give a dramatic sigh. "Some people, eh?"

[Riisiing Moon]

IC--Beast [Final Problem]Beast lowered his head in anticipation, glaring at Xylak. "No one's trying to start anything here. Calm down, boy." He turned sweetly to the waitress. "I'll have a Tarakava Lava."

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OOC: He's not "squirming" physically or psychologically. He's literally standing still speaking angrily but softly. IC - Kinika - The Final Problem"You know," he lifted his cane, "If you keep bothering me, teeth marks are among the least of your worries."He chuckled. This was...come to think of it, funny."Look, stop embarrassing yourself. Yeah, you're going to keep denying what everyone saw you do, but seriously, you're not even doing it convincingly. Speak a little slower, and use a little less makeup on your facial region. This is your last chance to get out of here."

[Riisiing Moon]

IC--Beast [Final Problem]Now he was getting annoyed. His entire frame leaned toward Kinika, the table tilting with it. His expression was one of primal menace. "It's your turn."

[a goose]

OOC: Xylak sees it as squirming. Kinika wants him gone, and Xylak isn't leaving, even going so far as to mock Kinika. Xylak knows very well that everyone knows what he did, he's just trying to get on Kinika's nerves.IC: Xylak"My dear friend, I have been lying since before you were born. My speech is so slow that it would take an imbecile to fail to understand my words, unless they suffer from the terrible affliction that is the Le-Koronan accent. And, look at me," Xylak grinned; "Do you think I would wear makeup with a face like this?"

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OOC: *Shrug*IC - Kinika - The Final ProblemKinika looked down at his cards. A pair of twos. "Are you kidding me? With a face that you need too."Xylak would find that the armor on his legs was locking up, rusting, and virtually paralyzing him where he sat. All the rest of his armor followed suit. Though Kinika didn't actually touch him just yet, his armor was let loose on."I warned you. What did you do?"He slammed his fist into the (assumably now) immobile Toa's chest."You mocked me."

[a goose]

IC: XylakHowever, Kinika would find that his hand went right through the Toa."Toa of Sonics + Mahiki = Foolproof illusion." Xylak chuckled, now standing behind Kinika. A high-pitched ringing sounded in the Fe-Toa's ears, but stopped after around five seconds.

[Riisiing Moon]

IC--Beast [Final Problem]Beast growled. His noises gradually took influence from larger and larger animals. "Gentlemen. If you don't sit down and play a harmless game of poker in this casino I will personally pummel both of you directly into the ground." He rose, standing a broad ten feet tall, arms crossed in confident poise.

[a goose]

IC: Xylak"For the record, I made no move against him except in self-defence." Xylak pointed out, pulling over a chair and sitting down on it.

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IC - Kinika - The Final Problem"Annoying Toa, plus powers of iron, equals a Toa who can't be annoying any longer."He ignored Beast, and repeated his process, this time on the real Xylak. He didn't necessarily look to decide if he was the true Toa, he...felt it. Through his powers.

[a goose]

IC: XylakHowever, as soon as Xylak felt his armour begin to rust even slightly, he created the ringing sound only a good deal louder, enough to leave Kinika deaf for a few minutes after it ended and only barely able to stand, nevermind use his elemental power. "Sit. Down."

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IC - Kinika - The Final ProblemExcept Kinika's deafness hardly affected him at all, as his elemental power was, of course, not linked to his hearing. After he went deaf, he was no longer attuned to the noise and the being's order to sit was laughably pathetic. Kinika's power continued, and he was now immune to the Toa's sonics.

[a goose]

IC: XylakHowever, although it probably could have been made more obvious, Xylak's attack had not finished, as he was continuing to use it even when he told Kinika to sit down.OOC: I apologise for the confusion caused by the way I wrote that.

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)At this point, however, I was long gone from the table, my widgets picked up and my cards filed neatly away. I did not witness any of the bickering between the poker players and Xylak, nor did my Mark even twitch when things started to get heavy and fighty. No, I was off satisfying another addiction, one far more nourishing than gambling or drinking. And at the center of this addiction lay a girl named Vospula, who I had lured away from the table with a couple well-placed questions, a wink or two, and my go-to shy grin that both made people want to please me and comfort me in the same breath.Shalia was no model, no beauty in a classical sense: rather, she carried a dark, raw energy around her that made her worthy enough to catch my eye, though not worthy enough to do so more than once or twice. Her body was frail, not powerful in any sense, and littered with cuts both self-inflicted and gifted by slavers that she told me she had been captive of for years on end. This, of course, bought her a tiny amount of sympathy from me: human trafficking was never quite my thing, but coming from a guy who has ground his fair share of lives into dust...eh. Potato, potahto.So anyway, now that you know all you need to about this girl, let me take you to the events currently going on.Vospula lay nestled on top of me, her body wrapped against mine like a jacket as she propped herself up using my ribs and stared at me; her face displayed no real emotion, but deep in her eyes was a hint of curiosity that made me wonder just how hard I would have to pry to learn everything I could about her. Very, very hard, I decided, as my eyes bored into hers with a quiet, fiery intensity that I tried to communicate as effectively as possible when I leaned forward to kiss her cheekbones, then her lips, then her throat. I could feel her release a quiet sigh, punctuating the deep silence that had come over the room, and I could feel her eyes look into mine as I pulled away."So...where do you go from here?""There are a couple answers to that question."She smiled grimly, and for a couple seconds I saw a bit of Naara reflected in her irises, so hungry and yet trying so hard to look sated. I got that look a lot, and it was one that I recognized: it was the look of a girl who was trying to be independent, but was doing a very good job at communicating to me that she wanted, needed someone like me in her life. This was something to be expected."Same for me. Where do you want to go from here?""You're not making this easy for me, are you?"She didn't answer, merely pushed me against the bed - which, I could tell, took up a lot of her effort - and descended on me like a starved young vulture, going after its next meal with a sort of primal fury and intensity that couldn't be communicated in any words yet enunciated. Vospula's kisses portrayed a warmth she wasn't used to acting out, and I could already feel that she was starting to get comfortable around me. Good. That was good. This was what I needed pre-heist, not gambling. Not to mention, too much time with Nikarra was going to leave me stale, and that was something I couldn't have. Speaking of which, time to wrap this up..."Not making this easy at all," I drawled as I pushed myself back up. Vospula wrapped her legs around my abdomen, her hands around my neck, clinging on to me like a leech as I looked into her eyes and her eyes looked back into mine. Slowly, with just the right amount of quiver to look believable, I leaned in and kissed her. And I struck, with all the speed of a viper and the intensity of a leopard. Pushing her mouth open with my tongue, I concentrated and created a large spike of iron inside my throat, shooting it from my uvula into hers and through the back of her head with the speed and power of a bullet. Vospula let off a quick, choking gasp, and leaned back against the bed, her mouth mutilated and her head bleeding all over the newly cleaned sheets.The hotel clearly didn't use quality enough detergent, because as her life's blood leaked out across the surface of the bed I could see several other stains, whether soda or blood or...other stuff, start to pop up like invisible ink on previously blank parchment. I stood up, undeterred by the false clean of the sheets that I had slept - well, maybe not slept - in, and moved to the mirror, checking my teeth and gurgling her blood before swallowing it quickly. I washed away any excess A positive from my pearly white teeth and turned back to Vospula, whose eyes by now had become glassy and fixed on my form as I performed my little oral examination. The last thing that had gone through her mind was my kiss; I found this romantic in a gothic sense, and I smiled as I slid on my clothes, adjusted my scarf, and walked by her towards the door, closing her eyes half-heartedly as I made my way to the exit and back towards the casino floor."Sorry, sweetheart. I'm on duty tonight."-Teezy

Edited August 10, 2012 by Tyler Durden

[sunflower]

OOC: lol, first Kumu post. IC: Mokrax Rehl (Hut, Xa-Koro)The gigantic Skakdi sat in a too-small chair, his equaly massive pulse cannon slung over his shoulder. The crime lord was going over his current plans... Including a plan that failed.Mokrax simply hated failed plans. And he knew who was going to pay. It was simple, really. A certain one of his "employees" decided he didn't liekt he life, so he left. And joined the Guard! Now that was something the Skakdi of Magnetism couldn't believe. Not quite happy with this change of jobs, Mokrax had sent someone after him, a Toa of Air named Ryker.The stupid Toa had failed, almost killed by a being who shouldn't have been able to even scratch him. Well, as they said, if you want something done right, you've got to do it yourself.OOC: Plox... >:3