Bzprpg - Kumu Islets

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"Now, now," Ryllia said, walking over between the two, her hand running along Grokk's back, "What will arguing prove?" She grabbed a chair, sitting down in it."I think watching you beat him would be much more entertaining, don't you?" the Toa of Water asked with an innocent smile.

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"Nah," I said to her, "The game can wait. I love to argue. Keeps the mind fresh, keeps the jokes fresher. And look at how red his face is getting... You don't get that kind of enjoyment anywhere else." I let loose an obnoxious chuckle; I could tell that the other guy was struggling to keep his composure. I snapped and made a pistol-finger at the chick. "Be a good girl, go get me a drink; if you don't like watching me argue with this fella, then you should at least do something useful."

Edited June 27, 2012 by Nuju Metru

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:Ryllia raised an eyebrow at Grokk."Now, who says I'm a good girl?" she asked. She then turned to Pirok, nearly letting loose a laugh at the annoyed face that the Toa had on. "I will admit, you certainly seem to be good at arguing. Makes me wonder what else you can do, hmm?"

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"Maybe I'll show you later," I hinted. "But seriously, good girl or bad, you don't want to see me when I'm thirsty. Drink." I should hope that that sent her scurrying off to get me an adult beverage. I took another drag from my cigar.

[Vezok's Friend]

IC:Agni nodded approvingly at Mef, before leading the reunited group out of Telric's room, but this time, out another doo, leading to the other side of the building. He quickly checked the windows there, trying to pick the one they could leave through most easily. "Over here!" he finally announced, indicating the opening in front of him. "Val, you mind giving us a lift again?"

[Franco]

OOC: Naara and Hau from Ko-. I expect they can get into the casino easily enough. Naara has all her money on her, and neither are known to be suspicious characters.IC: "...Occupy yourself, kid. I'll be out for a little while.""But-!""No, we aren't looking for him right away," Naara drawled with a sigh. "My brother is a rogue and he has connections in this place, see? I'll check and see if he's here or if there's anything on this 'Sucogu'," She illustrated. "Now keep quiet and stay in the forsaken room."The Ga-Toa closed the door before he could protest. Then she turned and checked herself once more with a nonchalant eye.Ebb and Flow had been left behind upon entrance. Naara was confident in her ability to defend herself without them; to comply with the place's regulations was a small price to pay for getting in. Her tank and takea-skin gear had been left behind in order to avoid damaging things and to appear more casual. The warrior looked more relaxed than normal as a result of this change to her personal appearance-she could've passed off as another regular patron of the casino were it not for her figure.Naara turned away from the rooms to look down the hallway. She let a light smirk ghost across her face for a second.Now, for the bar...Within seconds, she was walking towards that very section of the Final Problem.

Edited June 28, 2012 by Francis Wisehead

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)We all know that moment. We see it all the time in movies: the dashing, witty, young main character - it'd be hard to call him a protagonist in some cases, especially in a case such as this - is doing his thing, whatever it may be, and suddenly, the world begins to slow. Their perception of time starts to liquefy, and every move feels like a challenge. Whether this is an opponent walking into a bar, or a plot point that is soon to be introduced into the film's dynamic, the main character will suddenly feel a crawl up his spine, the kind of crawl that screams at you, Hey!Your life is changing. Right now.Dorian could almost feel the apathetic smirk grazing the room, the fluid way she moved, the way she walked right up to the bar as if she had helped create it and was entitled to its unbridled use. Each and every step screamed out her name over the dull roar of the casino patrons and the slots around him. He didn't even have to turn to see the smoking hot Toa of Water sit at the bar, nor did he have to see her signal for something to drink lazily, as if flicking away a fly that was buzzing around her ear.Naara. She's here.He could already feel his weekend brightening.-Teezy

Edited June 28, 2012 by #firstworldtyler

[Hanako Herupa]

IC: (Valria)"Got it!" She replied, she closed her eyes for a second, but not before looking over the entire group. Each of them would start feeling lightweight, then they would start drifting, but her dark green eyes narrowed and she drew them closer with her powers. They floated out the window and to the ground below.As they landed Valria steadied her crossbow with her right arm as she fired with her left, clipping a matoran guard in thigh, preventing him from reaching them."The slave pens should be right over there!" Valria shouted over the clanging of swords, she pointed out what looked to be giant metal gangs, dozens of beings seemed to confined uncomfortably to each cage, even from their distance.

[Mef Man]

IC(Mef)

Mef was grinning as he began to float. He didn't know that Valria had learned such a power which made him glad to see the Toa using so much energy. But, now wasn't the time to admire Valria's strength; they had work to do.The Onu-Toa fires his crossbow at the nearest enemy, taking him down. He loads another arrow into his crossbow reaching over and loading Valria's for her."There you go," he says before aiming at another target.-Mef Man

[25K Now!]

OOC: Jumping on the bandwagon ...IC: [Fragarach]Fragarach poked his head into the Final Problem. "Oh hi! Is this a place where we spend all our money on random things and come out a poor man?"

[Vezok's Friend]

IC:Agni placed a hand on Mef's shoulder. "Careful with your aiming. We musn't kill them. Now, I could use some covering fire." With that, the Toa of fire dashed across the yard until he reached the slave-pens. "Stay back!" he ordered the beings inside, as he placed his hands on the bars of the cages. Within a few seconds, they began to soften, as he applied heat, until they began to glow orange. Before the metal got too hot for even him to hold, Agni let go of the bars, but keeping his power focused on them. Eventually, the metal glowed yellow with white at it's core, almost melting. But the prisoners wouldn't be able to cross a puddle of molten metal. So instead, he instantly withdrew all the heat from the bars. The sudden and instantaneous cooling shattered them, the fragments harmlessly falling to the ground. OOC: I am off for the night.

[Mef Man]

IC(Mef)

Mef nods his head before aiming at the legs of the closest attacker. After injuring one, he loads another arrow before shooting the attacker nearest Agni."Target practice," he mumbles with a small grin as he loads in another arrow.-Mef

[Hanako Herupa]

IC: (Valria)Valria fired another, before using her power to hold her crossbow in the air, it floated for a few seconds, as she loaded it and pulled back the drawstring with her still working hand. Valria wasn't sure what to feel when she got to those slave pens. Scars covered most of their bodies, most of them were scared, they had no idea what was going on. Whether this was some cruel thing designed by their master or someone else who would hurt them ever more. Valria knew those feelings, but when she remembered all the scars and stuff they were more numerous than the ones she endured. Those scars ran much deeper, some of the Toa seemed to idle around not knowing what to do. However her heart nearly jumped up in happiness when she saw at least one person from her team Riwha, the female Toa of Magnetism. Now was not the time to greet her, they needed to get them out of here and fast. Some matoran, some Vortixx. There was about three Toa, and one of them was Riwha. The other were mostly matoran and a few Vortixx, she shuddered at the thought of what happened to them, but not only them, she saw emancipated matoran, young workers. People to slave away while Telric had sipped wine. She got the feeling that even Makuta would cut off ties with this guy, he was too base, too carnal but that was all his mind was limited to, was those things."Mef! Get the door!" She shouted over to him. The main gate was a ways off, but with it they could abscond into the wilderness, away from this awful place, with the escaped slaves.OOC: Well I didn't exactly state it, but they aren't all Toa.

Edited June 28, 2012 by The Mask

[Relapse]

OOC: Please, let's keep a sense of realism. I doubt guards of a man capable of enslaving an entire Toa team would be incompetent enough to be considered "target practice."IC - Kuyre - Slave PensKuyre was shockingly reminded of the past horrors his brothers and sisters had oh, so recently been exposed to. He knelt near one slave, a coughing Toa who couldn't be older than an adolescent. He looked into the kid's face, sighing as he noticed the signs he'd seen too many times. He had developed a disease rare to the rest of the island, but common to the Islets. He would be dead by morning, unless the pain had already started. It would be merciful to end his misery before it started."Sleep well, child." he whispered the words softly, slitting his throat. He stood, closing the Toa's eyes and leaning him against the wall. Luckily, the Toa around him were either unconscious or too hallucination-stricken to realize what had occurred."Let's get them out of here. Now."

[Hanako Herupa]

OOC: So basically there aren't just Toa, I would assume mostly matoran with a few Vortixx mixed in as well. There wouldn't be a lot of Toa. Granted, I would see Telric subduing them one by one. But I'm pretty sure a few have died of exposure and disease. Not to mention some of them were just too much trouble and were killed. Let's say about three, Kuyre's act of mercy brings it down to two. I was too vague.IC: (Valria)Valria hadn't noticed Kuyre's act of mercy, if it seemed that way. Loading the crossbow was hard, giving that her ability seemed to waver now and then. She focused on shooting, with one hand sprained she wasn't nearly as effective as she could be. She couldn't lift the entire group over the wall, that would have been impossible, but with the other Toa of Fire acting as distraction, most of the heat was taken off their group, but not much.OOC: I'll probably go back and alter the description of the occupants a little more.

Edited June 28, 2012 by The Mask

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:Ryllia rolled her eyes, before waving at one of the other girls walking around, sending her off to bring the drink. She soon came back, and Ryllia handed it to Grokk."Better, big guy?" she asked with a bemused, joking smile.

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"I asked you to get the drink," I said, taking the cup of liquor from the chick. "And this isn't even the kind I like." With those words, I took aim and tossed the glass over at Mr. Clever sitting next to me. The liquor got all over him. "Whups, so sorry, total accident. Now, sweetums, go get me a better drink and fetch it yourself," I said. "I want to watch you walk."

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:Alright, I'll humour him, Ryllia thought, sighing theatrically as she stood up from her chair. He might even prove useful.She began to walk over to the bar, aware of Grokk's eyes on her the whole time, as she bent over the bar, making sure that they would grab something quite a bit better than they serve the normal guests, unless they wanted the big Skakdi in the corner to get mad at them. The bartender visibly paled, and Ryllia smiled-Grokk was probably smiling as well.She soon walked back, handing Grokk what he wanted, and sipping at her own cocktail."Alright," she said imperiously to Grokk and Pirok, "Continue."

[Nuju Metru]

IC:It was a bottle of straight stuff. Almost wound-cleaner strong. That's what I'm talking about. "I lied. I'm bored of bantering with this little piggie," I told the broad, gesturing to Mr. Wet-from-booze-I-threw-at-him. "I'd rather talk with you. So go ahead, you can ask me all those questions I know you're dying for the answers of: how often do you work out? what's it like, being as bad-butt as you are? how much money do you make? what's your favorite water sport? will you sign my-"

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)By now, Dorian's Mark was glowing brightly, and he began to laugh: Pirok and Grokk were at the table adjacent to him, and the animosity and anger that was brewing over there was music to his ears. And his shoulder. And the rest of his body. He was feeling good. Too good, he mused, for Utu's little suicidal dream to affect him in any way. Surely there were more Bearers living the high life, just as he was...Pushing away the thoughts, his now-focused mind began to go into overdrive, and slowly and surely, his pile of chips began to rise.-Teezy

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"How much money are you planning to win, and who are you willing to kill if they get in your way?" Ryllia asked sweetly, her tone completely discordant with the words she was saying.

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"All the money, plus a fortune in attractive women," I assured her. "As for killing; doll, I'll kill anybody, even if they're slightly out of my way. It's a laugh."

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)"And you ought to see just how large his way is in the first place," Dorian called back, laying down his hand and signaling 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. Perfect straight. Sliding his newly earned chips over into his pile, he continued, "He needs a forklift to clear the way for his ego alone."-Teezy

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"I see," Ryllia said. She looked around, and noticed the being she was looking for, and jerked a thumb back at him."And would you be willing to do that to the Toa of Iron I saw you with at the front?" She asked. "Or is he special?"OOC: Time to see what their responses are liable to be, though I think I already know the answer: "In a heartbeat."

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"Oh-ho, a funny one, are you?" I asked the chick with mock outrage, putting my feet up on the table in front of her, puffing on my cigar. "Of course I'd kill-" I leaned back in my seat, ducking over to 'Dorable. "Hey, I forget, what's your name?" "Saosin," he said back with a little laugh."-Season," I went on, swiveling back to the gal. "I'd kill See-sin faster than you can say 'Oh my, what lovely teeth you have, I mean they're so shiny and well-kept,' if he was in my very wide way, of course. See, See-saw is right: my ego is about as bloated as a king-size Mukau cow that just drank a lake's worth of vanity. I got no reserves about getting rid of whatever and whoever I need to, to get whatever and whoever I want."

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"Good to know," Ryllia said, taking a sip of her cocktail, calmly. "So, if this Pirok guy right here was, say, trying to grab all your chips right now, you'd kill him for cheating? Or would you just beat him to a pulp and take his chips instead?" the Toa of Water asked, gesturing to Pirok.OOC: I don't know why, but I just really feel like getting Pirok beat up. I just wish I could bunny him into actually trying to take the chips. xD

[shadow pridak money gang]

OOC: Just realized that Dorian has actually seen Ryllia before.IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)Oh, Grokk. Grokk, Grokk, Grokk, poor, sweet, promiscuous Grokk. Do you KNOW who this chick is? She's Onuzek's sloppy seconds..."Derpy here is a God-fearing, peace-loving man of the people," he called back, turning in his chair a bit. "He's the kind of man who lets his smile ask nicely, and when that doesn't work, he starts to shoot things. It's a time tested principle, really, worked out for our band many times when it comes to hecklers in the audience..."-Teezy

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"Mhm," I answered. "I'm one serious musician, I can say that."

Edited June 28, 2012 by Nuju Metru

[otter]

OOC: That relationship never progressed, Tyler, and I don't recall Ryllia meeting Dorian once. xD Quote it for me, if you can.IC-Ryllia:"I've been here long enough to learn his name," Ryllia said. "From that Triking-back guy." She shrugged."I can imagine that killing him would require less effort, wouldn't it? Just pull the trigger a couple times, send a couple bullets into their skull, and they're dead."OOC: Initiate discussiong of the best ways to torture and kill people.

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"Maybe it'd be easier for me," I agreed, "But beating him up would probs be more fun. I like making the little piggies squeal." I started to count off on my fingers. "See: 'This little piggie got his arm broke, this little piggie's knocked out, this little piggie's in a headlock,' and so on."

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"Fun would be taking out the knives and thumbscrews, to me," Ryllia said. "I'm a bit old-fashioned in my torture, but it's fun." Then, a new thought entered her head."Or, we could surgically connect three or more Toa together, and watching them squirm around. That would be great torture."

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)As Dorian won another hand, he cheered loudly and "accidentally" flung his drink, spilling the champagne onto Ryllia and groaning."I'm sorry about that," he said sheepishly. "My mistake...the towels are over there, if you want to ask the bartender for one."As Ryllia turned and walked away, Dorian stretched out towards the trace elements of iron that were used to help create casino chips and moved Grokk's around while Ryllia was talking to the bartender."She's sloppy seconds. Abort pickup ASAP. Dor-Dor."-Teezy

Edited June 28, 2012 by #firstworldtyler

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:Ryllia, instead of walking completely away, more efficiently cleaned by forcing the liqour off of her, due to champagne off of her, relying on the minimal water content within the drink, though she would probably still miss the discussion between Dorian and Grokk.OOC: I just had the scariest moment of my life so far.

[Nuju Metru]

IC:I eyed the chick as she cleaned herself off. "Yeesh," I said out of the side of my mouth to Dor-Dor. "Yeah, now that you mention it, I can almost taste the desperation there... Not worth it." She turned back around and I immediately adapted a smile on her face. "Yeah," I commented enthusiastically, agreeing with her whole heartedly. "Yaknow, that attaching-people together is frankly an inspired idea. I've got an even better one that I've been doing as long as I can remember... You know what I really like? Choosing pretty girls, chaining them to a post, and feeding them Takea excrement, mixed with Rama wax. It's hard to harvest, considering the migratory patterns of the Takea, but I find the thick, sticky broth of fecal matter and salt water really makes the girls' puke taste all that much better when I make smoothies out of it later down the road." I smiled earnestly at her. "And then, afterwards, when I drizzle Muaka saliva on them, I've found it absolutely helps slow the flames down - makes it more enjoyable to watch the fire rise on the girls' bodies, yaknow?"

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"I'm not sure if I should laugh, agree with you, be creeped out, or want to try it on Pirok here," Ryllia said to Grokk, raising an eyebrow. "I think I'd pick one and four, given the choice."OOC: I could care less about seduction or hooking up, I just want a discussion on torture. xD

[Nuju Metru]

OOC: A sadist never reveals his tricks, Kal.IC:"Why not go with all of the above," I said. "I'll leave you and Mr. Negativity here to it. What with sewing yourselves together and eating my patented Takea Waxy Poo© broth, I'm sure you two will have an absolutely..." i searched for a word. "An absolutely memorable night together."

[otter]

IC-Ryllia:"And now I'm wondering what manner of joke is this."OOC: And now I'm wondering why I'm posting like Hubert.

[shadow pridak money gang]

IC: Dorian (The Final Problem, Xa-Koro)"Oh! Are we telling jokes now?" asked Dorian, moving and standing between Grokk and Nikarra as leaned back, relaxed, resting one hand on Pirok's chair and one hand on Grokk's.. "Here's one.""My boy Derpy here? He's a rather lucky sort of guy, so when he gets in his zone - I mean his bona fide zone - you don't want to ruin that, because when he's in his zone he could bankrupt this place in six hours tops. Now, when girls like you start to hang around him, try and start conversation he doesn't want, he gets claustrophobic. Derpy doesn't like tight spaces. Can you blame him?""Now, if you don't turn around and leave in, oh, let's say fifteen seconds after I'm done talking, I will take all the iron in your blood and I will create tiny little spikes in it. Now, you may be thinking, what's the big deal? This won't hurt that bad. And you know what? You'd be right. But what will hurt is when I fill the blood that leaks out through the wounds with more liquid iron and cause it to stretch across your entire body. I'll start with your feet first, move up your ankles, calves, thighs, waist. At this point we'll have reached your kidneys. They're harder to deal with, so I'll just create little marbles and pop! Kidney problem solved. Next are your lungs. Now, it wouldn't be very fun if I deflate your lungs, so what if I created little blocks of iron inside them so that every time you breathed, they bounced around your lungs like little pinballs? That'd cause some pretty massive lung damage, causing your breath to shorten and slow more and more with every exhalation.""Now, at this point, the iron will start to crawl over your chest and arms and shoulders, and you'll start to want to scream because from the neck down, for all intents and purposes, you will be a statue, and the iron will be so tight around your skin you'll be unable to draw more than a couple exhales a minute. Just when you finally master your breathing to the point where you can scream, I'll move the iron to the inside of your throat, leaving you to die screaming without being heard for ten, maybe fifteen if you're unlucky, long, slow minutes to die.""Now, since we're in a casino, I'm going to be a gentleman and give you the odds of how you will inevitably die. You have a 3 to 1 chance of going septic and drowning in your own fecal matter before the iron suffocates you entirely. You have an 8 to 1 chance of feeling your lungs burst and blowing oxygen throughout your blood, poisoning you and killing you. You have a 10,000,000,000 to 1 chance of me giving you mercy - or just getting bored - and putting a spike through your brain to kill you. There is, however, a 100 percent chance of all of this being avoided if you turn around and let my boy do his thing. Are we cool? Good. Now get out of here, what did I tell you about tight spaces?"-Teezy

Edited June 28, 2012 by #firstworldtyler

[Nuju Metru]

IC:"Wo-ow."

[a goose]

IC: PirokPirok was staring incredulously at the beings before him, and wondering what the Karz he had managed to walk in on. "I'm sorry, who exactly did you people say you were?"