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TwiDawnLight Vice Captain
High-functioning Bibliophile
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 Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:43 pm
Owner: Marabelle
Employees: None so far. Though some of the assassins drop in to help now and then.
Looking for anyone to work here? Bring your sense of mischief and be fast on your feet. The crowd here is generally under control, but fights aren't unheard of.
A pleasant inn with an unusual crowd depending on the day of the week. It has a very homey feel regardless of who comes in. The crowd can get rowdy, but Marabelle keeps them under control with subtle threats and well-aimed shots with her gun. Though the pleasant look makes it seem a relatively normal place, it's actually a hotspot for meetings and information.
Maribelle is the Grand Assassin. No one knows this for a fact except the assassins that stop by, and they're smart enough to keep their mouths shut.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 7:31 am
James wandered the streets, holding his black bottle, looking for somewhere to get more drink.
Eventually, he came upon a tavern. "the green dragon... hm, surprised I haven't seen this place before... oh well..." He said, walking in. It was quiet, and he didn't see anyone around. He walked up to the counter, sat at a stool, and rang the bell. "Hey! anyone here?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:24 am
"We are the Purge Police"
PURGE POLICE
Four figures dressed entirely in black sat at a table. They had been stationed here recently to keep an eye on the city in the case that it had become too rowdy. A few more citizens began to file into the tavern as it became later in the day. Obviously people had wanted either a nice meal to eat or an early drink. The black figures were the Purge Police, and they had stopped by here to refresh themselves with a drink. Strangely enough, they did not remove their gas-masks, and their heavy breathing could be heard from throughout that section of the tavern.
One of the Police eyed the young boy-ish figure sitting at the counter. "That little-one there seems mighty young to be drinking eh?" He asked through his static voice-box. The other Police turned to look at the boy and nodded in agreement.
Slowly, one of the Purge Police approached the boy (James). He slipped a small notepad from his pocket, his shadow looming over the boy as he scribbled something down on a notepad. "How old are you boy?"
"And you WILL follow our orders!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:30 am
James looked into his bottle, seeing he had a little bit left, he took a drink. Leaning over the counter, he called out, "Hey! is anyone back the-" He stopped as a tall figure in black approached him, asking his age. The hell? "Eh? who're you, and why should I tell you?..." He said, turning back, to lean on the counter. "Ugh, why isn't there anyone here?!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:11 am
"We are the Purge Police"
PURGE POLICE
The Purge Police officer continued to scribble something down on the notepad, ignoring the boy's question. He then looked back up at the boy and slipped the notepad into his pocket, placing the pen on the table as he placed his arms behind his back in a uniform manner.
"I asked what is your age, boy. The question is not difficult, failure to answer will result in our taking action. Surely you would prefer not to have any trouble, am I not correct?" The Police asked as he continued to stare at the boy, his hand slowly running over the police baton attached to his side.
"And you WILL follow our orders!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:26 am
James turned back around as the officer talked to him again, he was getting annoyed now. "And I asked who you are, plus, last time I checked, I didn't have to answer to a bunch of chatty helmet heads. Now get lost." He was looking at him directly now, his patience exhausted. What does a guy have to do to get a drink?
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:55 am
I've lived a hard life... Ϩandy ʃynn  Sandy burst through the door. For some reason, Sandy has the ability to know when an ally needs help. "BIG BROTHER!!" Sandy shouts at the top of her lungs, launching towards James. It's made me a hard woman...
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 2:13 pm
 -Matthew Reindo- ◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊ ◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊ A white boy wandered down the streets at a leisurely pace, his hands behind his back as he gazed around what he could see of the city. He was looking for a place to stay while he was at it, of course. This kid traveled quite a bit, and never really was big on getting his own house. He always stuck to staying in hotels and inns. "Oi, this place looks nice enough." He said to himself as he stood in front of the Green Dragon Tavern. Smiling to himself, he entered the building.... Only to find three people in gas masks staring down upon another boy who was about to be tackled by a girl whom was shouting "Big Brother". This normally wouldn't qualify as odd to Matt, but now was the exception for some particular reason. Not really wanting to get involved, he kept near the door he had gone through, ready to leave if necessary. He could probably deal with anyone who was here if need be, or escape through the fabric of time and space. Whatever works, like he always says. No matter how unorthodox, whatever works. ◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊ ◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊||◊
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 6:29 pm
I've lived a hard life... Ϩandy ʃynn Sandy pouts, and acts like an immature, innocent child. She then looks from James to the Police. Her eyes grow big, and scared. "Brother? Didn't mom and dad tell you to not get into trouble with the police?" Sandy asks, still maintaining the false 'little sister' act. She tries to smile shyly at the police. Sandy asks the one standing towering over James,"Did big brother do something wrong?" It's made me a hard woman...
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:33 pm
James snapped his head over to the door as a the newcomer called out, "big brother!" He quickly caught on to the trick and replied. "O-oh, rose, what are you doing here?" He listened to her continue the act, thinking, huh, well, saved by the bell, I guess... "No rose, I didn't do anything, I... I just saw this bottle outside, and thought I should return it" He took a look at the girl, and noted that she could improvise pretty well. James got down from the stool, leaving his bottle on the counter, and walked over, hugging her, saying, "don't worry, rose, I won't do anything wrong..." s**t! there goes my bottle! oh well, I guess I'll come back for it...
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:50 pm
I've lived a hard life... Ϩandy ʃynn Sandy hugs him back. Then peeks over James's shoulder at the police man. "Since big brother says he didn't do anything wrong, he didn't do anything wrong! I'll be taking him home, or he's going to be late for my birthday party."
Sandy continues the act, and glares, childishly, at the police men. Then says to James, "Brother, why don't you take the bottle if it's empty? I might be able to use it in a mosaic." It's made me a hard woman...
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:59 pm
James mentally smiled triumphantly, as he slowly walked back to the counter, trying not to make it seem like he was too excited about it. Grabbing the bottle, he turned around, and headed back to the girl in the middle of the room. He approached her, and ruffled her hair, before squatting down, and saying, "now now, rose, that's no way to talk to policemen!" He said, smiling devilishly as his back was turned. He got up, turned around, and said, "I'm sorry about that, officers, I haven't been feeling too well..." And with that, he walked to the door, grabbing sandy's hand on the way. Thank you, bell!
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:00 am
"We are the Purge Police"
PURGE POLICE
The Police officer seemed a bit awestruck at how comically the situation had slipped through his own fingers, with a frustrated grunt as he watched the two leave the door, he turned to the skinniest of the Purge Police seated at the table, gave him the notepad he had been writing on, and said: "Follow them."
The Purge Police Officer rose slowly from the table, and made his way to silently, without being caught, follow the two children. He quickly slipped a small lime-green vial from his coat pocket and drank the contents. Within seconds, he began to fade and camouflage with the surroundings, rendering him invisible. He softened his footsteps, and now he could easily follow behind the children until they reached home. His outline was only barely visible and could be seen if something were to move behind him, however he was pressed against the wall, so nothing would seemingly be able to fit behind him.
-1 Chameleon Potion
"And you WILL follow our orders!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:36 am
I've lived a hard life... Ϩandy ʃynn Once outside Sandy gives out a large sigh. She watches to see who's around before she starts talking, and drops the innocent immature child act. "Really! Those are the 'Purge Police', and stronger than you think. I've watched many people get tortured, and killed by them, and they don't have a shred of any emotion. They are dangerous, and you need to be careful."
Sandy now scratches her head, and thinks for a moment. Then speaks again. "How did you come up with the name 'Rose'? I was surprised when you called me by my middle name. Oh, yeah. What's your name, 'Big Brother'?" Sandy asks with a smirk, not noticing the chameleon officer behind them. It's made me a hard woman...
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:42 am
James smirked as she warned him about these "purge police" thinking, they didn't seem so though to me... oh well, I guess the advice is always good... "Oh, just off the top of my head, I'm james, you?" He bowed his head a little as he introduced himself.
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