Kingfisher

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

"No name, sorry, sah," the figure said, shaking his head "he was a lot more...propa' than most folks you'd seen round Reno. Not too shouty either. You'd know not to fuck with 'im just by bein' near him."

Once again, the man took a puff from his cigarette.

"The mission was secret-like, so the Donna only entrusted it to one person. If you find 'im, see what's been keepin' him so long, and tell him that the Donna's runnin' outta patience."

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

@Stitches

“Fa you ‘un the lil girl?” The worked asked, scratching at the stubble on his thick jaw “Yeah, I think I gots somethin’.”

The worker paused for a second, taking a drag from the cigarette he held in between his fingers, whilst a slender thread of smoke trickled back over his shoulder.

“The donna sent this pretty-faced boy out to do a job fer her, ‘un he ain’t come back. Some secret mission above my pay grade, but we need ta’ know what he’s up to, ya dig? Tallish fella, straight, dark hair, and a big coat. The Donna sent him to snoop about the Imperial. If you can fish ‘im up fer us, I’d say there’s a solid 200 caps waitin’ for ya.”

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@Leidenschaft @Kingslee

“Mancini’s expecting you, Redding,” the doorman grumbled “Didn’t say anythin’ about no soldier boy comin’ with, though.”

Nevertheless, the doorman let them past, moving to one side so that the pair could make their way into the apartment.

Mancini himself was sitting in a wooden chair, one leg fidgeting like crazy, as he inhaled a mouthful of jet.

Slumped up against the wall behind him, was what looked like a young girl; unconscious, with a bag over her head, and her arms bound by rope.

“Schmidt, thank fuck you’re here.” he exclaimed, as they stepped inside, his wiry body jolting upright. “Who's ya friend?”

His forehead was caked with sweat, and his eyes were wide and bloodshot.

“Have I got a deal for you!” He exclaimed “a F-I-N-E piece of arse, right here.”

Mancini gave the unconscious girl’s body a little nudge with his foot.

“I hear you lost a girl, and was thinkin’ you’d be wantin’ to restock your goods, no? I’m sure we can work somethin’ out.”

No Gods or Kings (DC Superhero RP)

Name:

John Constantine

Alias:

Hellblazer

Species:

Miserable bastard (Liverpudlian)

Power/Ability Set:

Constantine draws his powers from occult magics, and his bond with the demon Nergal. Luck is forever in Constantine’s favour, but he serves as a dark omen to those near him, who are often befallen with tragedy and terrible misfortune. Beyond this, Constantine has powers of elementalism and conjugation, being something of a potent sorcerer.

Personality:

A life of misery and isolation have left deep scars on Constantine, molding him into a self-loathing, cold-hearted shell of a man. Whilst John likes to walk on the wild side, living the life of a thrill-seeker, his rotten personality and lack of regard for who he hurts put him at odds with almost everyone around him, which is exactly how he prefers it.

Biography:

John Constantine grew up in Liverpool, England, and had a troubled childhood. His mother died in childbirth, and his relationship with his father was rocky at the best of times. Morbid fascinations and a dark sense of humour made him something of an outcast, and he quickly became a notorious troublemaker. John had few friends growing up, but formed an almost brotherly bond with fellow rabble-rouser Gary Lester, with the two quickly became inseparable. They shared the same tastes in music, girls, and booze, and grew up to become the very best of friends.

After a horrendous and messy stint in college, John and Gary decided to pursue their shared dream of becoming rock stars; forming the punk rock band ‘Mucous Membrane’. This was around the time that supers started emerging, and the world became exposed to realms that were previously thought the world of fiction.

In order to bolster their career, the two friends began looking into stories of occult magics and faustian pacts; searching for a way to get ahead in the underground scene. Happening upon a copy of the Grand Grimoire, John and Gary decided to make a devil with a demon, in return for fame and fortune.

John summoned forth the beast Nergal, but was unable to control him, which not only cost Gary his life, but also damned his immortal soul for all eternity. Nergal tried to claim Constantine’s soul as well, but John’s rage and sheer power of will forced the demon back into the abyss, severing their connection, but leaving a shard of the demon trapped inside him.

Ever since that tragic day, John has tried his best to follow the straight-and-narrow, but what Constantine considers to be a pure life means very little in the eyes of most others. John set off in search of a way to save Gary’s soul, whilst working as a detective investigating the occult, with the further knowledge he’s gained upon his journey.

John’s most recent travels have led him to the United States.

No Gods or Kings (DC Superhero RP)

Name:

John Constantine

Alias:

Hellblazer

Species:

Miserable bastard (Liverpudlian)

Power/Ability Set:

Constantine draws his powers from occult magics, and his bond with the demon Nergal. Luck is forever in Constantine’s favour, but he serves as a dark omen to those near him, who are often befallen with tragedy and terrible misfortune. Beyond this, Constantine has powers of elementalism and conjugation, being something of a potent sorcerer.

Personality:

A life of misery and isolation have left deep scars on Constantine, molding him into a self-loathing, cold-hearted shell of a man. Whilst John likes to walk on the wild side, living the life of a thrill-seeker, his rotten personality and lack of regard for who he hurts put him at odds with almost everyone around him, which is exactly how he prefers it.

Biography:

John Constantine grew up in Liverpool, England, and had a troubled childhood. His mother died in childbirth, and his relationship with his father was rocky at the best of times. Morbid fascinations and a dark sense of humour made him something of an outcast, and he quickly became a notorious troublemaker. John had few friends growing up, but formed an almost brotherly bond with fellow rabble-rouser Gary Lester, with the two quickly became inseparable. They shared the same tastes in music, girls, and booze, and grew up to become the very best of friends.

After a horrendous and messy stint in college, John and Gary decided to pursue their shared dream of becoming rock stars; forming the punk rock band ‘Mucous Membrane’. This was around the time that supers started emerging, and the world became exposed to realms that were previously thought the world of fiction.

In order to bolster their career, the two friends began looking into stories of occult magics and faustian pacts; searching for a way to get ahead in the underground scene. Happening upon a copy of the Grand Grimoire, John and Gary decided to make a devil with a demon, in return for fame and fortune.

John summoned forth the beast Nergal, but was unable to control him, which not only cost Gary his life, but also damned his immortal soul for all eternity. Nergal tried to claim Constantine’s soul as well, but John’s rage and sheer power of will forced the demon back into the abyss, severing their connection, but leaving a shard of the demon trapped inside him.

Ever since that tragic day, John has tried his best to follow the straight-and-narrow, but what Constantine considers to be a pure life means very little in the eyes of most others. John set off in search of a way to save Gary’s soul, whilst working as a detective investigating the occult, with the further knowledge he’s gained upon his journey.

John’s most recent travels have led him to the United States.

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

A man shall do his response tomorrow.

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

<Snipped quote by Sol Grim>

Sounds good.

@Tsar Gatto

<Snipped quote by Leidenschaft>

Sounds good.

@Kingslee

Sounds good.

No Gods or Kings (DC Superhero RP)

Thinking I might try and grab Scarecrow, if no one else has their heart set on Crane

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

Somewhere, deep within the windswept landscape of Post-War California, an old radio crackles to life. With a jolt and a whir, a spark that was extinguished centuries ago flares back into being, and the soothing voice of Jo Stafford drifts over the bombed-out husk of the valley.

‘See The Pyramids
Along the Nile
Watch the sun rise
On a tropic isle
Just remember darling
All the while
You belong to me’

Out of the unwavering darkness of midnight, two figures appear, slipping into view.

“Thank you for meeting with me, sir,” says the first, a man in a grey jacket and old military boots “I’m glad you’ve come round to our way of thinking.”

“I’ll admit it took some persuasion,” the second figured grumbles “but I truly believe you and your men have the right of things; the right vision for America.”

“That’s all we ever wanted, sir.” says the first, nodding sharply “What’s best for the people of the wasteland.”

‘See the market place
In old Algiers
Send me photographs
And souvenirs
Just remember
When a dream appears
You belong to me’

“And you think Hamilton is the right way to go about it?”

“The only way, sir.”

“Very well.” The second man reaches into the breast pocket of his blazer, pulling out a crisp paper file, which he offers to the first “This is everything my people could find about 93. I hope it proves useful.”

“I’m sure that it will,” the first man takes the folder in one both hands, something akin to a smile briefly flickering across his steely face “Mister President.”

“So, what happens next?” asks the President.

“One of our agents has set up a meeting with the Van Graffs. Between them and this file, we’ll have enough information to put our plan in motion.” explains the first man.

The president nods once, placing a hand on his chest.

“Semper fidelis.” He says.

“Semper fidelis.” Repeats the first man.

‘I'll be so alone
Without you
Maybe
You'll be lonesome, too
And blue’

Fallout: Under Silver Skies [Closed]

<Snipped quote by Tsar Gatto>

She is from vault 96, right? Which is where my map leads I believe. Didn't even realize til now, I need to lay off the smoke. Lol.

@Sol Grim

Map leads to 93.

No Gods or Kings (DC Superhero RP)

I am Andrew Ryan, and I am here to ask-

I mean...interested.