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 Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 10:51 pm
((Actually, in the game it was optional to kill Sander Cohen and it certainly wasn't necessary. In fact, he's the only main character you don't have to kill other than Tenebaum. So let's just say that in this story, Jack didn't kill him, since he didn't have to.))
"Beautiful... So beautiful... My masterpiece... Art at it's finest. Picasso would envy me this work... And my vision." The strange man standing before the stage continued to mutter in this manner while a young child approached him, soon followed by a man dueling with a splicer. Throughout it all, the fighting and the talking, this man did not respond or seem to notice them the intrusions at all, completely absorbed in the rather ghastly "artwork" before him, a Requiem of Death. It was only when the third man, a young teenager, arrived that the person finally seemed to take notice.
His drawn-on eyebrow twitched first and then he tilted his head to the left, as if hearing a distant sound, before his eyes widened and seemed to focus on the world around him. It was like watching a man come out of a coma. Now fully area, the man turned to reveal what must once have been a very charming, sophisticated man. His tux, now torn and bloodied, gave all hints of former elegance and his face, once handsome, was now hidden under white make-up and poorly applied lipstick. His black hair was greasy and slick, his hands were covered in lesions, and he showed all the signs of a man who'd fallen from grace... and sanity, if the look in his strange, blue eyes gave any indication.
"What's this?... Visitors?" The man's voice was flat and his face blank, as if he were still struggling to rip himself from his dream-world. After a moment or two, the void seemed to fade and several emotions flashed across his painted face. Surprise, Confusion, Fear, Worry, Excitedment danced across his features before settling on anger. Taking a step towards the trio, his fists clenched and his forehead wrinkled in frustration. "No, no. You're not on the list! Where are your invitations? Where are your tickets? Uninvited! Uninvited!" The man roared, though he did not attack them... yet. "This show isn't free. I'm not running a charity here. You have to pay to see my masterpiece!" He raged, clearly referring to the horrific display behind him.
((Sorry it's so long. I'll try to tone it down in the future.))
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 10:54 pm
((Oh, and Agerister just let me claim Ryan, so if anyone needs something done with him or someone to interact with, just let me know. I've read all of the rp, so I think I can keep up.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:43 am
Oceanus knelt there, not really knowing how to tell a normal girl her parents where dead. Oceanus usually protected little sisters, they where around death and enjoyed it. But his thoughts where cut short as Cohen began to do his incoherent talking. "Camille, I think it's best we leave now" Oceanus said standing up holding out his hand to her. He then thought quickly as a bullet was fired from behind him.
Freddy shot a spot light that was shining on Cohen before going to the railing behind Oceanus. "I don't think anyone wants to see your mediocre work Cohen, your works gotten old and tacky and your vision is out of date" Freddy openly insulted Cohen before turning to see who Oceanus was with. His face turned from that emotionless kid who can openly insult a killer to the same kind of gentle smile Oceanus had. "Hi, we can talk more later but i'm gonna have to ask you to go with my friend Oceanus at the moment" Freddy said in a gentle tone before turning
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 9:28 am
He watched as the drama unfolded above him. "Hey!" he thought to himself, "that little girl up there is one of the survivors!" Then he heard a shot, and saw the man he had run into earlier appear. He could not see who he was shooting at though. The little girl appeared to be safe with the Blue man, but he thought he would follow them for a little bit and then show himself. He did not want to attract unnecessary attention. He followed the man and the girl as they left the area. As soon as they were clear, he yelled, "Hey! Who are you?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:09 pm
"Leave? I don't recall giving you permission to lea-" Cohen began, but it was cut off as a shot rang out, smashing one of his spotlights and sending his "beautiful masterpiece" in to darkness. His eyes widened and his body visibly shook in surprise and rage as he turned to look at the shadowed artwork. "My Quadtych! My masterpiece! Critics!" He roared, spinning about. "All the same... Where are you, you f*cking doubter!?" It was then that his eyes fell on Fontaine and disgust and amusement joined his rage.
"Oh, look, it's Fontaine's b*stard child... Like a flea, you suck the life blood from this city. But you won't do that here. You are not welcomed here, flea. You know that. No enemy of Andrew Ryan is welcome in Fort Frolic!" He roared and seemed about to chase after the trio when he stopped, as if catching himself. "No... The artist never does such meager work... I have others for that... Besides, I have a light to attend to." With that, Cohen disappeared, persumably off to fix his broken spotlight... But now before he sent some of his "volunteers" to deal with the intruders. Four Spider Splicers should suffice, he thought. If not to kill them, then at least to drive them out.
((Sorry for all the cussing, but I'm replaying Bioshock and I forgot how much Sander Cohen cussed, to be honest. He's pretty temperamental.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:18 pm
((Ryan's going to be in Olive from now on, to separate him from Cole.))
Cole's radio fizzled to life before the cold, collected voice of his boss came over the static. "Cole, have you seen them? What section are you in? Just give me your location and I can use the security cameras to see them myself." Ryan ordered, clearly getting impatient. Mentally, he cursed himself for letting his frustration leak through. He had to keep better control of his emotions or everything could be lost. Keep control, keep up the act. Then maybe, just maybe, he could bring Rapture back from Hell. Sighing, he awaited a response while trying to fight the urge to apologize to Cole. Andrew Ryan didn't show weakness, and he certainly didn't apologize.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:30 pm
Freddy just shook his head while bringing out his pistol, loading it with antipersonnel rounds. The veins in his upper arms begun to glow blue as they begun to spark electricity. The first spider fell to the ground going into an uncontrollable spasm from the electricity going through it. Freddy shot him dead in the forehead before the other three started to come. Hooks screeched against the floor as Freddy dodged them shooting down another splicer before jumping as bullets shot at him. Turrets, damn pesty machines that could prove..... useful. A shock here and a quick heck the four splicer where dead, only having Freddy wipe some blood from a cut on his cheek. "To bring the bird back to it's nest some eggs must be scrambled!" Freddy said out loud taking a wrench and knocking one of the concrete figures holding the picture up heads off, trying to lure Cohen back.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:32 pm
 Camille nodded obediently, then took Oceanus's hand, well finger, in her case. Her own hand was too small compared to his to make much of a perfect fit. When she heard the gunfire behind the titan, she ducked, startled, but still holding Oceanus's great hand. She was ready to leave with him. When Freddy walked over, Camille looked at him uncomfortably, not sure what to think of him. When the spider splicers appeared at Cohen's command, the child began trembling again, crashing into Oceanus's leg and hugging it tightly, burying her face as if hiding the danger from her eyes might protect her as much as a bullet proof shield.
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Ikara Emberhawk Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 2:59 pm
A cry of fury lit the air as soon as Fontaine destroyed the head of one of his plaster figures. The picture was undamaged, as well as the rest of the figure, but this did not dull Cohen's anger. A statue without a head was useless to him. "What have you done!? My work! Have you any idea how much I put in to that? My life... Damn you, Doubter. Now an entire statue must be created to replace it!...
"You know, I think I just heard you volunteer... How kind." The anger ebbed from his voice towards the end, but not the mad, lethal tone. For a while there was silence, before Cohen appeared in a cloud of red behind Fontaine. "You will make a perfect addition to my collection, little flea." The artist muttered before sending a jet of ice towards Fontaine, completely oblivious to the others in the room. When angered, Cohen could have a very one-track mind.
((I know we never saw him use Freeze in the game, but it's the only I could figure that he got those Splicers to stand still to be plastered alive.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:12 pm
"As I've said, it's best we leave" Oceanus said before lifting up Camille to cradle her in his arms as he begun to run. When Fredrick asked who he was he only turned back for one second. "Oceanus, follow if you wish to live" Oceanus said before running towards the bathysphere. He got there and put Camille down on the seat only closing the door, not choosing a place to go yet. "Are you alright?" Oceanus asked before sitting down himself.
Freddy froze as he was hit, his body being encased in ice. But only for a second before he burst into flames creating a front of stream. Something jumped from within the steam cover before Freddy landed behind Cohen cocking his gun. "I prefer Freddy, not flea" Freddy said before snapping his fingers to incinerate Cohen.
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Ikara Emberhawk Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:27 pm
The scared girl nodded, wiping away some tears from her dirtied face. Camille's face was covered in a mixture of blood and other filth commonly found in Rapture, and she was sitting in a position where her knees were close to her chest. She sniffled, then queried, "Can I stay with you until we find Mommy and Daddy?" Aside from this question, she was mostly quiet. Her head was filled with many other questions as to why that man could blast ice, why Freddy was capable of causing a man to combust in a second, as well as many other thoughts about what had happened in Fort Frolic. She was also wondering where they would go next, though this did not really concern her so much as finding her dead parents.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 4:10 pm
He had the shot gun up, and ready along with winter blast. He hated the damn things plasmids not only did it fell like ever time he switched plasmid his hands were being eaten, and regrown in seconds, but it was like having frost bite. "Freddy get the ******** out of here will you!" He said stepping forward. He was standing in front of cohen looking him hard in the eyes,"I like your art." He said in hopes of bring this man out of his state of insanity to speak so Freddy could leave.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 4:40 pm
Cohen did not even notice as the blue man and his child companion left the scene. It was understandable, however, since at the moment he was on fire. Fortunately, he'd managed to backpedal a bit before Fontaine pointed a flaming finger at him, so it was only his right arm that had suddenly become engulfed in flame. Crying out in pain, Cohen quickly vanished in another cloud of red, reappearing a few meters away, the fire now gone. He had been on fire long before teleporting away, but it was long enough for his sleeve to be scorched and his arm to have several, small burn marks now scattered about it. Enraged, he advanced on Fontaine and was about to return the favor, his left hand sprouting flames, before he was halted by the other intruder's words.
Just as soon as the anger had come, it vanished and Cohen seemed to forget entirely the battle that had been raging between the two men. The flames at his hand went out as as a proud smile crept across his painted-face. "Ah, finally someone appreciates my work. A fellow art enthusiast, I see... So few men with vision left down here these days... You are welcome to tour Fort Frolic at your leisure, then, whenever you wish... Your friends, however, are not." Cohen stated, clearly referring to Fontaine. It was more than obvious that he had no desire for that man to be in his domain.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 4:59 pm
Nic Coay ((Ryan's going to be in Olive from now on, to separate him from Cole.))
Cole's radio fizzled to life before the cold, collected voice of his boss came over the static. "Cole, have you seen them? What section are you in? Just give me your location and I can use the security cameras to see them myself." Ryan ordered, clearly getting impatient. Mentally, he cursed himself for letting his frustration leak through. He had to keep better control of his emotions or everything could be lost. Keep control, keep up the act. Then maybe, just maybe, he could bring Rapture back from Hell. Sighing, he awaited a response while trying to fight the urge to apologize to Cole. Andrew Ryan didn't show weakness, and he certainly didn't apologize.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 5:11 pm
Annabell stepped into the mans way holding a shot gun up to him. "And where are you going with the misters papers?" Annabell growled not liking anyone to intrude on her bosses papers. "Put down the papers, before you have a real problem on your hands" Annabell said before pumping the shotgun to load.
"We're going to my home, it's safe there and I'm sure Annabell won't mind taking care of you for a while" Oceanus said noting the girl was probably hungry before hitting the lever for Olympus heights.
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