Ace of Jacks

Hospital for the Unstable Liabilities

Oh i know how you feel XD But it's not you :3 Me, personally, have just been stressed and also didn't know what to post. One thing did deter me though, not from your post, but it's fine.

The Knights of Songbird: A Bioshock Roleplay

You may have to wait a while though, with the thing going with the BDs and Allison. Where would he be? If hes under the Med Pav still then we'd need a reason to go back there.

Just to clear it up: Vexx was captured in Rapture, tortured, and the Knights will find him and rescue him, half mad from the torture?

The Knights of Songbird: A Bioshock Roleplay

Ooohhh....nvm im dumb XD

The Knights of Songbird: A Bioshock Roleplay

BrodZ11711 said
i hate to do this to you people but can someone put up in there story that you find me tied up to a chair half beaten up and all bloody. I wanna make a scenario that i can't remember who captured me but i have fragments of a certain person doing tests on me. One of the tests was to see if anyone can with the Plasmid WITH the plasmid. Which i survive and driven by lust for revenge want to kill my torturer, slowly slipping into the madness that is revenge. I want my ULTIMATE goal to be that i lose my mind completly and The knights cant even see the original Vexx and have to kill him

By story, you mean in our CS?

If this all happened in the past then it shouldn't be difficult. The only change would be to your characters overall personality. Rather than the calm, silent type, he's a ticking time bomb? XD

The Knights of Songbird: A Bioshock Roleplay

Charlotte
“Daddy!” Charlotte screamed, reaching out toward her protector as his metal body collided with a wall. She wanted to run toward him, leaning her body forward in an attempt to reach her protector. The slick suited figure who had attacked her Big Daddy restrained in a caged position, adamant in keeping Charlotte separated from her Daddy. Fearful that she could lose her only known protector, the one who has kept her alive all this time, Charlotte balled up his hand and began to smash them into the leg of the attacker. It didn’t seem to faze it, however, considering it was too focused on her Daddy to take notice of the weak pounding of the small child.

Still, she was persistent, hitting the tall metal figure with all her strength, which wasn’t much. “Leave. My. Daddy. ALONE!” she demanded, taking a hit between every word. A familiar groan caught her attention and she watched as her protector tried to regain its balance only to be struck it the face with a ball of fire.

“No!” The Daddy staggered back, its gas tank clinking against the wall. It didn’t take long for it to react, bringing the drill up to its chest and letting it rev like there’s no tomorrow. It let out a loud, low groan, the red lights from his helmet burned bright with anger. It lifted its knee before stomping on the ground. The ground shook, the vibrations of the impact was enough to knock anyone who wasn’t a hulking mass of metal off their feet. At this, Charlotte found herself clutching on the leg of the skinny beast for support, a smile emerging from her face at her protector’s retaliation. It followed up the stomp with a quick dash, kicking off toward the assailant like a projectile, drill pointed at its chest.

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Mason
Mason walked over to Kennedy when he noticed a sudden change in her expression. She had her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide in shock. He placed a hand over her shoulder and took a look at the paper in her hand. Before he could interpret what his comrade had reacted to, the paper fell to the ground. He heard Samuel give Kennedy some sort of remark before picking up the paper himself. His eyes drifted to the top corner of the paper and saw what Kennedy had seen. They were a longer ways from home than he had originally thought. The portal didn’t just take them out of Columbia. It took them out of time. Mason clenched the paper, hearing the crunch of the material. They were in the future. He couldn’t help but wonder if Columbia was still out there; if his daughter had continued to live her life without him all these years. For him, it had only been mere minutes. For her, it had been decades. He took in a breath before swallowing the shock.

A loud roar and a high screech nearly caused Mason to jump. He looked around the area and saw that there wasn’t really anyone else here other than the Knights and Samuel. “What the hell…?” he murmured to himself. He looked to Samuel for answers, following the man as he explained the situation.

The sudden appearance of a grungy looking man caused Mason to reach for his shorty. He stopped when he introduced himself as the green mist from earlier. Mason took a second to compose himself before narrowing his eyes at the new face. “Thomas, huh? Who are you, and why have you been following us?” he questioned, feeling uncomfortable with the fact that this man had been around unnoticed, probably abusing the Possession vigor to his advantage. Before he could get an answer, a loud crash came from beside him.

Mason could see the source of the commotion. This wasn’t something you’d see in Columbia: three metal figures, two large and one slim, and a young child between them. What was a little girl doing in such a place? he wondered. He knew she was in danger but it didn’t appear to him that she was aware of the danger herself. At least, not completely. She was hitting a taller figure, a more feminine metal…thing. All three of the metal monsters appeared highly hostile, the young girl in the middle of all the fighting. Samuel explained that the “Big Daddies” protect the little girl, but it seemed like the feminine figure was trying to do the same. Mason turned to Samuel, a confused look about him.

“Which one is protecting her, exactly?” he asked. It seemed like a valid question, as there were two of these Big Daddies and the mysterious protector fighting over the girl.

Piaget Asylum [AllOurPrettySongs & Ace Of Jacks]

Mason walked over to Yolanda, the lens watching her as she fiddled with the glass. He tried get a good shot of the other side of the glass, letting the camera take in the dusty files scattered on the countertop. From the corner he of the glass on the other side of the window, he noticed an old, bulky computer monitor, the keyboard dangling from the table. As he focused on the contents of the reception desk, Mason caught a small glisten of light form the corner of his eye. His chest grew cold, unsure if he would turn or not. A part of him wanted to look if only to ease his mind when he would find nothing there. Another part of him feared he’d see something. He wouldn’t have agreed to film such a documentary if he didn’t have a small belief in the afterlife. He believed in life after death, but was still skeptical about any sort of malevolent entity. Even so, the stories he’s heard crawled through his mind and created the fear he currently felt. He shut his eyes tight for a moment, hoping to clear out the ‘dust’ in his eyes, before turning the camera in the direction of the light.

Through the screen, the saw the long, empty corridor that lead into the rest of the building. He couldn’t tell where it would lead or what that section of the building housed, but he did know that it made him feel uneasy. Staring into the long hallway, he began to think about the possibility of seeing misty figures roaming from room to room, peaking out to investigate Mason and Yolanda. The thought sent a chill down his spine.

“So Yolanda,” he whispered, returning the attention to her as she continued to look about the reception area. “What exactly happened to this place?” he asked, more so to add background to the footage.

Piaget Asylum [AllOurPrettySongs & Ace Of Jacks]

Oh it works! Space and S are the big keys that tend to not work...if you hadn't noticed...I need to send my laptop back to get it replaced but I also need it for school so can't afford the 2-3 weeks of it being gone right now XD

Piaget Asylum [AllOurPrettySongs & Ace Of Jacks]

XD_Great_once_I_begin_writing_a_reply_my keyboard acts up....and it's fixed. Or_not._You_can_notice_how_annoyed_I_am_XD.Por_favor_Keyboard,_Cooperate_w_me....for_the_record_a_letter_or_two_dont_work_once_and_a_while._the_bar_included.

Piaget Asylum [AllOurPrettySongs & Ace Of Jacks]

I thought so :3 It's cool man. Least it started with an M

Piaget Asylum [AllOurPrettySongs & Ace Of Jacks]

Marcus? Another nickname or a typo? :3