Heap241

The Order of the White Lily

@Hillbilly12 Some will be but, I won't introduce any like that until after the first "round" of missions. Just to get everyone comfortable with the RP first.

The Order of the White Lily

@Hillbilly12 Yeah, I'll kind of leave that up the your discretion. If you do 2 missions and hardly use your blade, it won't get dull however if you kill 30 things, your blade will start getting dull. Make sense? If you forget about it, it's no big deal, I'll just have the blacksmith character flag yours down with a "you blade looks dull" line haha

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@Lucius Cypher It's taken care of.

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@Masterkeun Thanks! I know the rules are much, but I won't demand anything I didn't clarify don't worry. Everything else is pretty free reign! =]

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@LowKey123@Heyitsjiwon Thanks! I'll keep you guys posted when I post the RP!

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@TheWindel Hmm.. I didn't see anything in the rules against it. If it helps, I researched the Youkai I used a lot before posting so the details would be accurate to folklore.

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@TheWindel I was the only one doing the mission so I didn't see the point in spreading it out between posts. I made it last all night though.

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@Demous Wonderful! Depending on how much interest I get, I'll hopefully put up the RP within the next week!

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Okay, I know it's a really long post, but it takes up a lot of time so everyone else can post as much as they want. I'll just wait on the sidelines for the next GM post.

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Elliot S. Gordon

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Current Mission: Flushed Away - There is some gossip about a toilet factory being haunted by unknown spirits, at the Outskirts. Go there and investigate it. Reward: A lifetime worthy of premium toilet paper

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Elliot ran through the city turning corner to corner as the sky went from black to red, signifying his entrance into the Crimson Sky. The red light reflected off the street signs and light posts, blaring the red moon onto Elliots white hair. The road beneath his feet echoed his steps, though light as they were as Elliot began counting them. "77, 78, 79, 80.." he whispered under his breath. His Katana bounced against his hip and his revolver weighed heavy in it's holster.

The further he went the deeper red the of the Crimson Sky went, one more corner turn then, darkness again. The realm of the Crimson Sky left behind and he was within Dangeki City once again. A small wood showed up ahead with the glimpses of grey brick showing through the distant branches. An eerie feeling fell into the pit of Elliots stomach, growing deeper and deeper with each step. He slowed his pace now, almost to a jog or brisk walk. He took a step and herd metal clanking sounded under his shoe.

Elliot jumped up and backwards quickly, whatever he had stepped on was covered in dead fallen leaves but it didn't seam to be moving. With his shoe he brushed aside the leaves to a sign that read. Hibiya Elementary. The sign was clearly very old and seemed out of place as it was rusted and tattered, thrown aside and forgotten. Elliot looked at it curiously then glanced up at the grey building, trailing his eyes around the brick fence that surrounded the front of it, at the entrance to the building he made out an iron arched entryway with the words Dangeki City Toilet Factory written in it. The flickering lamp behind it barely making the letters legible. "There was a school here?" Elliot whispered under his breath.

He walked quietly and light footed around the edge of the wood that encased the building, eyeing it for an entrance. The building was desolate and abandoned as though some sort of apocalypse had struck it then left it alone as a post-battle landmark. Finally, Elliot spotted a triangle shaped hole in what seemed to be a warehouse or storage area for the factory. With a single foot beyond the wood the skies once again turned Crimson, Elliot placed a hand on the grip of his revolver and continued his way towards the small opening, steadying his breathes.

Nearing the little entrance, Elliot felt his heart in his stomach and took gentle steps over the fallen brick through the crack in the wall. The room opened up though light was scarce revealing rows and rows of toilets, some were smashed, some missing pieces but most were intact. Randomly throughout the toilets where pools of blood stains leaking down the porcelain and onto the concrete beneath it. A small sound echoed through the halls and round the room of the warehouse.

Elliot stilled himself at the sound, his heart racing but his breath steady. His eyes searched the room and then the sound came again, almost like a sob. Elliot took a step towards it almost as if it were robotic, his heal coming down on the corner of a shattered toilet cover, smashing it. It would have been an almost inconsequential sound but as it bounced off the walls, the sobbing became wailing. Echoing off each surface, filling the room in a thunderous sound. Elliot covered his ears, trying to focus on the task at hand before, down the hall he heard a heavy footstep and a shadow appear large on the floor.

At the edge of the hall, the corner turning to the warehouse appeared a pair of sharp red eyes, staring straight at him. The eyes were no higher then three and a half feet tall and around it the silhouette of a blouse and skirt with clasp shoes on. Elliots eyes opened wider with the sudden realization of his new friend. "Hanako-san.. here?" His voice was barely a whisper but at the last syllable the eyes narrowed slightly and a brief pause enveloped the room without the trace of a sound, no crying, no sobbing then suddenly as though whispering directly in his ear came, "Yes, I'm here." in an innocent little girls voice.

Elliot drew is revolver fast as the girl disappeared, he quickly shot his eyes around the room searching. Then came the sound of a toilet flush from the line-up of waiting toilets and the girl reached her hand out of its rim, pulling herself onto the floor. Her red skirt and blood stained white school shirt now more visible as she was only 30 paces from him. She stood quickly and began in an almost sprint towards him.

Elliot pulled up his handgun, lined up the sights and shot rapidly 4 times in her direction. The girl fell into a crawl and on all fours began moving spiderlike towards Elliot. He jumped up and began running across the tops of the toilets. With the touch of his foot down on the 9th rim he slipped and fell, seeing her arm outstretched from within the toilet and grabbing onto the hem of his pants. He pointed his revolver at the hand a shot twice quickly, shattering the toilet though there was no blood or missing limbs to be seen. "Get away from the toilets, you fucking idiot." Elliot thought to himself now running towards an open area of the room.

The room fell silent once again no sounds to be heard but the sounds of Elliots breathes. He quickly took this opportunity to empty the brass from his cylinder and reload it with one of his speed loaders, his pants were torn where they were grabbed though his mattered little at this moment. The sudden sound of toilets flushing filled the room as Hanako rose and fell from various toilets throughout the room each time her eyes gazing and pierced on Elliot.

The last flush spat her out of it's toilet and she began running towards Elliot again. He once again emptied his cylinder in her direction each shot lower then the last just in case she dropped. One bullet hit and a screech of pain enveloped the room. Her eyes glowed with fury as she sprinted towards him the wound on the right side of her waist barely oozing blood. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around Elliots throat, suffocating him as her fingers came down and started scratching viciously at his face.

He quickly tucked into a roll, landing her on her head against the concrete, lighting her grip on Elliots neck. He grabbed her waist and threw her against a toilet, shattering it with the weight of her body. His face bleed and ached with it's fresh wounds dripping onto his chest and shoulders, burning his eyes, his throat felt bruised from the pressure of the Hanako's tiny legs.

Elliots hand found the hilt of his sword which he quickly drew, simultaneously holstering his empty handgun. Hanako rose slowly as she limped towards him, a malicious smile forming on her lips with each step closer she took."Oh, to hell with this!" Elliot shouted as he charged her with his sword outstretched. Hanako quickly bounced aside, grabbing onto Elliots leg and beginning her ascension of his body, ripping at his skin as she did so. The pain shot through him like knives with each slice of her sharp nails. He attempted to grab at her but she sank her teeth into her hand which seemed to almost release a venom.

Instinctively Elliot flipped backwards, causing her to loose her grip and in a swift motion sliced his sword, cutting her length wise across the chest. She wailed as blood tears poured down her cheeks, her short bob cut black hair sticking to it. Before she could move again, Elliot slashed his sword across her neck severing her head. The head, now sitting lopsided next to a toilet cried loudly then gradually decreased in volume until it stopped, the light in the eyes of the little girl disappearing.

Elliot wiped the edge of his blade on his pants to clear it of blood before sheathing it then collapsed onto his hands noticing that his left hand, the one bit by Hanako was bleeding profusely and swollen to twice the size of his right. The blood dripping from his face and right side left spots on his hands and the floor. "Come on tough guy." He said to himself, almost choking on his words. He pulled himself up and in a limp, walked towards the head, scooping it up into his arms. He pulled his sheathed sword off his belt and used it as a cane as he exited the building, cradling the soccer ball sized head in his swollen hand.

Slowly, he began walking back to the café. The sun was beginning to rise as he entered the human side of the parallel, limping and breathing heavily. His left hand now had almost no feeling and the right side of his body was just one long red mass. By the time he reached the door the sun was over the sky revealing the morning as Elliot entered the room, he dropped, back against the wall next to the cafe door and closed his eyes, the venom in his hand seeped into the rest of his body, shutting down his organs one by one until death struck him. He was got, contract in hand, head in another.

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