psiman
Poor Street Justice
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Post by psiman on Jun 26, 2012 19:40:13 GMT -8
after drinking the last of his drink David addresses both Toby and Adam, and says "Well, from what you have said, it sounds like the first thing we need to do is to try and find some kind of connection between Harrows and the cultists so that we can get the police involved and try to stop the events that you have been seeing from coming to fruition."
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Post by nightson on Jun 26, 2012 21:44:49 GMT -8
Toby's eyes widen nervously a bit at the mention of police and reluctantly says "Yes..of course..., but first I really think we should just try to find him first. I think the cab that picked him up at the hospital may be a good place to start?"
Toby leans back a bit in his chair and rubs his fish grease coated hands on his pant legs and asks "so can you tell me a little bit about yourself?"
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Post by Relic on Jun 29, 2012 16:40:48 GMT -8
ooc: fyi… it's "HaLLows"  A few sea gulls have gathered to perch on the old patio's top wooden deck rail, eyeing Toby's prize fish-n-chips while the alpha gull lands on the deck itself, beating its wings and calling out first dibs boldly in that typical sea gull cry. Toby notices Detective Michaels momentarily cock his head to the side, as if distracted by something, leaving his question hanging. A thumpin' beige Buick Regal followed by pristine, black Hummer with heavily tinted windows slowly rolls by Guiseppi's Grotto to come to a pause less than half a block down, just in front of another waterfront tavern called, "Bernie's." The rear passenger door of the Regal opens, amplifying the heavy, driving bass for a second before a large but youthful, well-built African American male in stereotypical gangster attire steps out and shuts the door to mute the thunderous beats, but not by much. He scans the area while smoothly walking to the Hummer to talk to someone in the rear passenger seats through a partially opened, tinted side window. A brief exchange and the Hummer pulls away, and the young man walks back to the Buick, taps on the driver's window who simultaneously lowers the stereo volume and rolls down his window to chat.
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Post by nightson on Jun 29, 2012 16:55:31 GMT -8
ooc:"rr" ahhh maybe that's why I am having trouble finding him.
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Post by Relic on Jul 1, 2012 5:13:13 GMT -8
ooc: lol I'm sure 'Detective' Michaels would've spotted the discrepancy eventually
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Post by nightson on Jul 1, 2012 7:33:54 GMT -8
ooc: no doubt
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psiman
Poor Street Justice
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Post by psiman on Jul 7, 2012 6:00:03 GMT -8
ooc" sorry about the delay guys, with the holiday and the fact that my work schedule changed I have been trying to adjust. I will be back later today to do posting and playing.
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psiman
Poor Street Justice
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Post by psiman on Jul 11, 2012 9:00:13 GMT -8
Speaking to Toby and Adam, David stands and says "Excuse me a minute please, I swear I am hearing something and I want to check it out, I will be right back." David then turns and walks in the direction of the sounds
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Post by nightson on Jul 11, 2012 20:55:59 GMT -8
Toby gets a weird feeling and puts his hand to his amulet...
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Post by Relic on Jul 12, 2012 11:22:18 GMT -8
Detective Michaels excused himself from Adam and Toby's company, and began slowly walking in the direction of Bernie's bar and the double-parked Buick. A few patrons hastily exited the tavern as David neared, and the man who had been window-side talking to the parked car's driver took notice of his approach.
"What's goin' on, man?" David heard Adam call out from the distance. Toby observed curiously.
At that instant, a figure loudly crashed through Bernie's large main window at high velocity from inside the bar to land with a great thud and lay limply on the hard sidewalk only a few yards from Detective Michaels. Instinctively crouching and stepping back, David could see the dazed man now coughing blood before him loosely brandishing a small, matte black handgun in one hand.
"HO SHIZ!" said the young gangster standing by the Buick, who quickly opened the side door and jumped into the rear passenger seat. Two men other who seemed to have just exited Bernie's moments earlier also entered the vehicle which spun its tires and began to peel away.
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Post by nightson on Jul 12, 2012 19:52:20 GMT -8
Toby clutches the Godfire amulet and darts away from the into a nearby side alley. The boy roars out the word "Ignis" and the power of the Godfire fills him once again. The foe of all things evil is once a released into the world!!  ooc: I hope there are no spiders ;D |
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Post by Relic on Jul 14, 2012 3:06:15 GMT -8
Toby's sudden sprint causes the perched seagulls to take flight. Glancing around to find the alleyway empty, the boy's vocal incantation triggers a familiar, yet always spectacular display! FIRE and sparks swirl and spin from the tightly clutched Godfire amulet, glowing hot orange as if just drawn from the fires of a great forge; yet Toby's hand does not burn. Instead, it is replaced by the hand of a man...
A glowing man!
The burly, muscular figure clad in Greek-styled armor erupts onto the scene sending flickering embers into the air. At first down on one knee, he slowly rises strong and stoic, where once a scrawny adolescent boy stood. His mere presence baths the surroundings in bright, red-orange light -- light that penetrates all darkness... the light of hope!ooc: Spiders? What spiders? 
Since you're not engaged in any immediate combat, let me know what you're planning to do. Other events may/may not transpire simultaneously. Do give me an Initiative roll as well anyway, along with your declaration. Same goes for Detective Michaels.
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Post by nightson on Jul 14, 2012 4:52:22 GMT -8
[dice=10]+1
Torch, the Burning Man, will leap to the fallen man and make sure he is safe and then turn to face who/what tossed him.
[rand=7073626331984997839314880082383845618642005138142308224248699844]
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psiman
Poor Street Justice
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Post by psiman on Jul 14, 2012 6:29:46 GMT -8
David will try to get the license plate number to ty and run a trace later. Then he will make sure that the injured man is ok or if he needs medical attention.
[dice=10][rand=7638102132061481846850002876625903918661576949317055411865440328334]
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Post by nightson on Jul 14, 2012 19:50:53 GMT -8
As he glances at the injured man over,
Torch, The Burning Man says " Greetings, what wicked things happen here this day?"
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