Max looked over at Henry, "You gonna open the trunk so I can stash my sword? And I call shotgun. I never ride in the back seat, bad for my image. Let's put the pedal to the metal and get over there. I don't need n any reanimated corpses walking around this city."
He shot Henry a look saying get your ass in gear, as he was anxious to see what exactly was going on with the body. He hoped it wasn't as he feared, but only way to be certain was to actually see what was going on. In his mind, he was preparing for the worst. He had a hunch that went along with his previous vision. If indeed the hell spawn had extracted the victim's soul, then quite possibly, the reanimation was just a demon that decided to inhabit the body as per "Big Man's" orders. Max got a chill up his spine as he felt the thing trialing them get closer.
Max walked over as Henry popped the trunk and he placed his sword in there. It took up the whole length of the trunk diagonally. It's width almost filled up the trunk completely as well. Why he insisted on using this sword, was for his own reasoning, as he felt it the best protection he had. Closing the trunk, he went around the side of the car and opened the passenger side door and hopped in the seat. He turned over and looked at Henry.
"Step on it sister, we got demons to slay."
((check the oc for a short back story on Max's buster sword))
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kalewis95 said
Has anyone seen antman? I'm wondering if Fuzzy is accepted
I guess I'm accepting him, but that's it.
FYI, character submissions are done. we have enough and I'm closing the number of spots. Sorry if this disappoints anyone, but it's getting a bit crowded here. Original plan was only for 5 people, then I made exception for a 6th. Now I'm making an exception for a 7th. Sorry if it sounds rude, but we just have enough people and it's almost too many.
Max went out the door and surveyed his surroundings. Almost as soon as he stepped foot outside, the uneasy feeling returned. Whatever was following him on his way to the coffee shop was back. It's as if they waited for him, just so they could trail him once again. This bastard was at it again and Max wanted this thing dead, or at least sent back to the very hell it came from.
He looked at the group and urged them closer. He spoke very low almost at a whisper. Max didn't want whatever it was to hear him. "I'm getting the sense that the very thing that followed me here, is at it again and on our tails once more, so we must be on the lookout. In the meantime I'll be needing a lift to the site. I walked all the way here and this sword is starting to kill my back."
The sword strapped to his back was rather large and over sized, but that's the price you pay when you request a buster sword. Max wanted to get it off his back just even for the few minutes it took to get to the site.
He stepped back a moment and looked around just checking out the area, trying to feel how close the hell spawn was, but he couldn't get a direct bearing on it's location. All he knew, was that it was close.
"Now who's going to give me that ride? The faster we get there the faster we can deal with whatever it is that's playing reanimation games with the corpse."
He looked at the group and urged them closer. He spoke very low almost at a whisper. Max didn't want whatever it was to hear him. "I'm getting the sense that the very thing that followed me here, is at it again and on our tails once more, so we must be on the lookout. In the meantime I'll be needing a lift to the site. I walked all the way here and this sword is starting to kill my back."
The sword strapped to his back was rather large and over sized, but that's the price you pay when you request a buster sword. Max wanted to get it off his back just even for the few minutes it took to get to the site.
He stepped back a moment and looked around just checking out the area, trying to feel how close the hell spawn was, but he couldn't get a direct bearing on it's location. All he knew, was that it was close.
"Now who's going to give me that ride? The faster we get there the faster we can deal with whatever it is that's playing reanimation games with the corpse."
Turning, Max looked over and saw Christopher. "Nice of you to finally join us. How long were you going to sit there before coming over? Well no matter, we're all here now. I think our first order of business is to double back and scour the area near where the murder happened. Maybe we can find some clues, but I didn't see much when I was there. And the odd thing too, there was no blood, just a lifeless shell of body. Strike me as strange. We should probably get the show on the road cause the longer we wait, the more things are likely to be totally fucked up for us and I don't need another fuck up. Not like the last time. So lets blow this popsicle stand and get a move on."
It wasn't even a split second after the last word left his lips, that Max's phone started ringing. He took it out of his coat pocket and looked t the caller ID. It was Police Chief Hardy. Max answered it. A minute or two later he hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. He got up and with a distressed look on his face he addressed the task force.
"That was police chief Hardy. We got some freaky shit happening. The body I just examined, well it just started moving. Looks to me like Satan has some sort of reanimation ritual going on. Lets get down there right now and stop this asshole from turning that body into something manipulated by hell. So much for trying to have a semi quiet evening."
Max git up, turned and walked a few steps towards the door. He turned back around and motioned for the group to come.
"Come on we've got some ass kicking to do."
It wasn't even a split second after the last word left his lips, that Max's phone started ringing. He took it out of his coat pocket and looked t the caller ID. It was Police Chief Hardy. Max answered it. A minute or two later he hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. He got up and with a distressed look on his face he addressed the task force.
"That was police chief Hardy. We got some freaky shit happening. The body I just examined, well it just started moving. Looks to me like Satan has some sort of reanimation ritual going on. Lets get down there right now and stop this asshole from turning that body into something manipulated by hell. So much for trying to have a semi quiet evening."
Max git up, turned and walked a few steps towards the door. He turned back around and motioned for the group to come.
"Come on we've got some ass kicking to do."
sam haley said
Any problems with my CS?
Nope. You're good to go.
Max looked over at Cassandra. "It's quite alright, these guys just got here a few minutes ago themselves. I've not even told anyone what's been going on. But I suppose I should get on with the briefing then."
He grabbed his espresso and drank it down as fast as he could. Max basically told Jack, but the short version. Now he was going to spill the beans to everyone else.
"Alright, so heres the deal. I was called down to investigate what was thought to be a murder, but hell I don't think that's what it was. Well, not in the conventional means of the word. I checked out the body and the vision I saw basiclly leads me to believe that we are dealing with Satan. I saw a hell spawn minion and it seemed to be stealing the victims soul and putting it in a cube-like box. And then on my way here, I felt like I was being followed, by who knows what, probably another of Satans minions. So if my hunch is right, which most of the time I am, then we are dealing with the very likes of hell and we need to put an end to this shit. Lets send those fuckers back to where they belong. So who's with me?
With that, Max sat back in his chair and awaited for their responses.
He grabbed his espresso and drank it down as fast as he could. Max basically told Jack, but the short version. Now he was going to spill the beans to everyone else.
"Alright, so heres the deal. I was called down to investigate what was thought to be a murder, but hell I don't think that's what it was. Well, not in the conventional means of the word. I checked out the body and the vision I saw basiclly leads me to believe that we are dealing with Satan. I saw a hell spawn minion and it seemed to be stealing the victims soul and putting it in a cube-like box. And then on my way here, I felt like I was being followed, by who knows what, probably another of Satans minions. So if my hunch is right, which most of the time I am, then we are dealing with the very likes of hell and we need to put an end to this shit. Lets send those fuckers back to where they belong. So who's with me?
With that, Max sat back in his chair and awaited for their responses.
Apokalipse said
Wait...are you saying premonition is okay? Or premonition AND astral projection is okay?Premonition - vague future imagesAstral projection - she can appear anywhere out of body, but cannot physically touch stuff.That way they have downsides...
I'm allowing both if you really want them. It's now up to you how you want to work them into your character.
RainDash said
Gonna fix her history a little then post. You said it sounded a bit too fantasy themed, so I'll try to modernize it as best I can.
Ok cool. I mean premise sounds cool but too much like its more fantasy fantasy than urban fantasy. Don't go crazy trying to change it heavily. Just slight tweaks to make it more modern.
RainDash said
Oh, I wasn't checking, thank you. I'm sorry if I sounded rude, I just wasn't sure you were seeing the form.
No worries. No need to apologize. Glad we can hav you start posting in the IC finally. :)
RainDash said
Oh, um, I never was told wether or not Cassandra was accepted.
I just posted it up this morning in 2 posts prior to this.
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