The mob's still kicking, but not for long. (Open)

Alex walked up to the front of the famous night club. The Bloom. It was a really nice looking place, on the outside at least. Located smack dab in the middle of downtown Chicago. There was a line a mile long outside, no doubt some people had been waiting for hours. However, he had a different plan. The Kishin egg walked into the ally way one building away from the club, and scrambled up the wall. Using the window planes for hand holds he was on the roof in very little time. He looked into the club from the top of his building, which was shorter than the very popular buisness by a hole story. He saw a woman open the window in the smoking area a floor down to let in some air. He got a run up, bringing himself to his top speed. He jumped off the side and grabbed the bottom of the window with his hand's. Pulling himself up easily. A man wearing a mask, pulling himself in was hardly normal. He dusted himself off and checked his surroundings. Terrible music, and a low light level combined with multicolored strobe lights and the smell of smoke made him wait to jump right out the window he came in. But a bouncer did not see him, and that's whats important. He straightened himself, made a nod to a couple young lady's as he went downstairs.

His informant, ha informant was the title of a now dead man. Well his informant had told him to go behind stage and knock three times on the mirror the performers used. So while blending in with the mob of people who were chatting, dancing, and drinking. He did just that. Making his way into backstage make up room. "Hey you can't be in he-" Was all a poor bouncer had to say before he got punched so hard he no longer had a thing that could be called a face. Rubbing the blood off his hand and pocketing the soul, he made his way to the make up room. Not even bothering to knock on the mirror he simply made sure his glove was on right, then punched in the glass.

It was just as he thought. Two way mirror. The guard just on the other side was surprised as all hell. Even more surprised when he got grabbed by the tie and pulled out of his dark coorador. "What's the password to the armored door!?" Asked Alex, raising his fist. "I aint telling yo-" Said the man. Before he got punched so hard in the rib's two of them broke. "ARRRG! It's blossom! AHHHH!" Yelled the man. "Thanks." Said Alex, before making his face look like his co workers. He walked down to the heavy metal door through the dark hallway of stairs and knocked on it polightly. The eye opening slid open and a man behind the door said. "....." Before Alex responded. "Blossom my good man." When the guard opened the door, all hell broke loose.

ooc: Bombs made: 1. Souls collected: 2.

"Another." The white haired man requested, setting his once full cup gently onto the counter. His eyes gave away his state of exhaustion, but he nearly always felt this way. Just another one of the perks that came with being a soul-depraved Kishin Egg. It had been a few days since he had last had a decent meal, and the bartender was suddenly looking a lot more appetizing than she had a few minutes ago. By this point his jacket was already sagging onto his shoulders and his gas mask was almost visible. With a few souls under his belt, he was slowly adjusting to breathing without it. Though he'd rather have one on hand rather than not having one at all.

Eventually, his eyes snapped towards the opposite end of the bar. A soul was being collected. At this stage of malnutrition, Attor could hardly keep his toxins in check. A few guests were already complaining of lightheadedness. Though once the presence of a body-less soul caught his attention, he could barely control himself. By now, many people were leaning against the wall, the bar, or even each other. The only part of himself that he could control was the lethal gas content of the fumes his body was producing. "Well, I guess the party has finally started." he concluded, polishing off his drink.

Soon, screaming could be heard. Along with gun fire and explosions. Why?

Well, as soon as Alexander entered the downstairs portion of the club. The well kept secret mob controlled Kishin egg bar. Well it probably had a better name then that but he did not care. The few armed guards down there immediately knew something was up. You see, it was not terribly crowded. Which was not to say it wasn't big. Bare minimum there were 50 very low level Kishin egg's and humans down here. A few expensive soul based dishes were going around. Deep friend souls, calamari with minced souls, spaghetti and souls. Were going around. Although the souls were all carved up int smaller pieces and not big enough to be a target of his.

No, he wanted to kill every last son of a gun inside here. He got right to work. Tossing a bomb at the first bar he saw. The explosion was only enough to take out six people, but the alchohol going up in flames was enough to take out the bartender and two loungers who were meandering around it. A guard immediately saw him,he yelled for help and reached for his hip. Not fast enough however. Alexander pounced on him, revealing a small short sword he had hidden in his jacket as he plunged it into his heart. He took the man's gun, though it was inferior to his own it still fired lead. He emptied the revolver into the nearest man and waited for more to come.

ooc: Souls gathered this post: 11. Souls gathered all together: 13. Bombs: 1.

Slowly, the Kishin Egg's teeth grit together, the air growing more intoxicating by the minute. The weak were the first to fall, gripping at their own eyes and throats, gasping for air. They tried to make it towards the door, but all who touched the door were more specifically targeted by the ever-drinking Kishin Egg. Heck, the only thing that gave him away was the fact that he was still as content as ever. The bartender toppled over next, which disappointed Attor to say the least. He liked her, she kept his drink full and she had a nice smile on top of that. Maybe he would leave a tip for her soul? Yeah, that seemed like the right thing to do for such a kind woman. However, he couldn't care less about the lowlifes that crowded the dancefloor like sardines. An easy six finally succumbed to the fumes and toppled onto the floors, posing in a final fetal position. All of this killing and he had yet to move a muscle. Though releasing so much gas was tiring, he was hungry enough to bear through it.

Six souls and several more drinks later, Attor started to grow bored of the easy kills. Women and men alike were sitting up against the wall, staring in fear at the Kishin Egg before them. He had blood splattered onto his shoes and coat, so he could understand why they appeared to be so frightened. However, that wasn't a good enough reason to keep him from slaying them, all the same. However, the gun shots started to create curiosity... Maybe he'd let the rest be, for now?

(Souls Collected: 10, Toxic Level 15%)

The bouncers upstairs were only armed with, Tazer's, pepper spray and brawn to deal with things. Normally in this situation boy's from the back would be called in to shoot someone who looked responsible for everything. However, they were busy being murdered. By another Kishin egg who suspected nothing was wrong.

The fumes were so far away from Alexander that not even a whif of the fowl poison was getting to him at all. He wielded his short sword brutally. Armed resistance came to meet him from another entrance. He simply pretended to fear them before slapping one of his little black boxes on the side of a wall and running back up the narrow hallway's stairs. When they were at the entryway, aiming their guns at him. He simply blew them up. Taking out anyone left who was armed downstairs and securing him....... Securing him four..... Souls....... Oh goodness something felt wrong now that he was practically standing upstairs.

He could not hear anyone running away and he did not want to check. His strong heart pumping he turned and walked back down. Where the poison would never reach without it's source moving or getting drastically stronger. Now that he was back down, it seemed a few of the patrons fancied that they were big strong soul eaters and wanted to take him on with just their fist. He shook the blood off his small sword, which was really just a long knife. And let them come at him.

For the first man he countered his punch by stabbing him through the arm. A cry of pain shot up as his blade went all the way through. He then headbutted the man, pulled his blade out. Drew his gun and shot the man square in the face. Execution style. For the next one he angled himself just right.... Then he shot him in the knee just as he got to Alex. Causing him to stumble as he swung his sword and took the mans head clean off his shoulders. The last two of his attackers stalled when he pulled a gun. Taking advantage of this he sprinted forward like an Olympian. He drove his knife through the first one's neck, causing blood to spurt on the other, a tough looking woman who was terrified of a real Kishin egg in action. He punched her once inthe jaw, taking out a few teeth and breaking it. He punched her next in the chest. Drawing blood, breaking her breast bone, before he spun around, kicked her in the head, and made that skull of her's just shatter. She fell down and quickly bled to death.

(Souls this post: Eight. Total souls: 21. Bombs: 1.)

ooc: Can I get a link to your characters app?

Attor slowly backed away from the remaining survivors. Most had already fallen into a state of disorientation, the others already falling into the black. It almost made him feel human, seeing others die so slowly. They couldn't help themselves and Attor could. But, there was no way he would or could. He was created to kill and that's all he could do. So that was his final kindness.

It was quick, a slit of the throat was all that he needed to deal to the intoxicated humans. Their souls were bitter, but appetizing all the same. At the very least, he didn't waste a sliver. Perhaps he could now go to investigate the sound he had heard earlier? Yes, that seemed to be the best option. After wiping his crimson-stained hands on his long jacket. He reached back and slipped on his gas mask, thus hiding his face from any cameras that might be placed in the back room. That, and it helped stabilize the toxins that were beginning to tug at his throat.

(Souls Collected this Post: Six. Total: 16. Toxic Level 11%)

This room was empty, thought Alexander. It was time for the next one. He gathered the souls in a small bag, then pulled the cord to compress it down. The next room, was a bit smaller and less packed then the first one. However this place had a small stage and dim lighting. The choice for decor was... Interesting to say the least. Taxidermied animals lined the walls. A bear held up the flat screen TV, monkey's held ash tray's in their hand's and mouths, the only living wildlife was a tank of exotic, and probably illegal fish that swam next to the only other entrance. They knew that he was coming. A man immediately walked up to him as Alex examined the room. The other's were all standing up at their table's in the far corner. Some were hidden under their tables in fear while other's stood closer to their dates.

"What the hell is going on over the-" was all the man could say before he was punched in the throat, grabbed, had a bomb stuck on his torso, and was kicked off his feet into the nearest table. He and five other patrons exploded in an awesome display of violence. The Kishin egg ran forward into the lesser Kishin, humans who wanted a taste of the good stuff without possibly being able to comprehend what it would do to them. The forbidden fruit was always to tastiest to an unwary coneseur. He swung his sword and tore open a mighty gash in the first man he saw. Before running through his wife with his blade.

The Kishin was then punched in the face by another guest who was not having any of his s***. He dropped his blade but raised his arms before another blow could get in. Another two came at him, thinking they could overwhelm him with their numbers. How wrong they were. Alexander threw a punch at the first man who had hit him, he blocked, however his arm went and broke. Alex then punched him twice more with bone breaking force before he fell down and died. Using his speed he cought the next arm that swung at him. The Kishin head butted the limb and broke it, before pushing it's owner into his final attacker. He started swinging and like a freight train soon they had enough broken bones to no longer be able to fight. One of them died quickly, while the other would soon pass out from shock.


(Souls gathered: 9. Total souls: 30. Bombs: 1)

On the way towards the curious noise, Attor grew distracted. Though this could've easily distracted anyone... He had just started up the stairs when a woman, obviously drunk, stumbled up to the Kishin Egg, leaning against him for support. It was unusual. He was wearing a gas mask, had white hair that hadn't been trimmed in ages, and was emitting poisonous gases.

"You're... weird looking, aren't you?" she murmured, placing a hand on his mask, to which he responded by dragging a knife across her chest. Instantly, the woman screeched, which alerted a few other night clubbers. However, the music was so loud, that most of the humans were still content with dancing. Attor's eyes narrowed and toxic fumes started to emit from his pores, causing a few dancers to choke. "I'm... hungry."

(Souls Collected: 1; Total: 17; Toxic Level: 18%)

Alexander gracefully back flipped over a table and bent down to retrieve his weapon. "COME AT ME THEN! MAKE IT EASIER ON ME!" He yelled, Alexander felt the thrill of battle. He felt like he was truly alive, a sensation better than anything else he had ever felt. The smell of blood, ashes, and fire. Ohh it was like heaven to him. Five hostiles rushed him, some wielded steak knives and chairs. Alexander flourished his blade, gathered himself for a moment and focused. He was ready.

A chair was thrown at him overhead, he ran forward. Scrambling under it to dodge. He drove his shoulder as hard as he could into the nearest Kishin egg. Causing the man to go tumbling over him like a rag doll. He took his sword in both hands and swiped it at the next man who sought him harm. His intestines spilled out of his gut as he fell down, crying out in an inhuman screech. This attack however, left him open to a chair swung by a ferocious woman. The fancy wooden thing broke over his head but he was stunned none of the less. If it was not for his durability he would have gone right on the floor. Another man tackled him onto the ground, driving the weapon away.

Alex fought back with all his might as everyone remaining in the room advanced to come and kick his ass. All around him were feet kicking him all over, he was getting whacked with a purse even. As the man on top of him attempted to strangle him, already licking his lips at the thought of eating his soul.

Their bodies lay like ghoulish mannequins, the esophagus and arteries sticking out like so much corrugated and rubber tubing. It looked as if a special effects team had worked over time for some Friday the thirteenth movie set,but that smell... That smell could only come from recently slaughtered animals. In this case the animals were human and their corpses were still warm, the blood thickening but not yet dried on their waxy skin. Some cases took a while to decide if foul play was involved, but this was murder all the way. Their petrified expressions were lit up by the pale blue soul that hovered ever so lightly above their abdomens. However, a few were a bit more crimson than the rest. Despite his efforts to avoid these souls, they still looked appetizing. He ended up devouring them all the same.

The Kishin egg glided down the hall, his footsteps not emitting a single sound. Even the rave music in the background started to drown out. It's muffled beat still reached Attor, and he stepped to the pace. His white hair bounced on his shoulders as he walked, his clouded eyes staring blankly ahead. He hadn't eaten like this in weeks, and he was confident that he'd explode. A nice nap was in order.

Though sleeping would have to wait. There was still life in the building, and Attor was set on identifying whose it was. The door swung open, and he immediately took in the situation at hand. Someone was getting ganged up on, and it looked fairly severe. "You know... this isn't really a fair fight." he murmured, his neck cracking.

(Souls Collected this Post: 15; Total: 32)

Alex could not even register that another man had entered the room he was getting his ass handed to him so badly. Alright, he had had enough of this.

*BRRRK!*

That was the sound of eight people who had ended up beating him being ripped apart by his bombs. The Kishin shakily stood up, he was in the middle of a massive red smear that flat out destroyed the floor that he was standing on. The Kishin egg's hand went to his boot. Where he retrieved a butterfly knife. "This, this is the thing I use to kill Kishin egg's.... Tell me! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHY SHOULD I LET YOU LIVE!?" He called out. Even when covered in bruises and utterly exhausted. He was still tough, strong, and fast as nails. He knew that he would be in shape to kill this.... Thing that stood in front of him soon.

Attor's eyes lazily drifted to the butterfly knife Alex weilded. He hardly believed that the small blade could do much damage, but in the hands of a desperate Kishin egg... Perhaps he should take extra precautions. "I heard something, so I decided to look for it." He explained simply, reaching for his mask and placing it in his face in order to breathe more comfortably. His lungs relaxed and slowly the toxins around him started to recede into his pores. "Oh... You asked me two questions." He added, lightly facepalming. His voice now sounded muffled due to the mask, but he still spoke clearly. "I'm a Kishin egg... And I'll take you down with me if you want to kill me." He replied simply, his shoulders bouncing loosely with a shrug. His head swerved as he began to look around. "Say, you made a pretty big mess... Almost like the one I left down stairs."

Alex was suprised at the mans words, especially nce he donned his mask. But he was getting his stamina back rapidly with ever second that passed. The Kishin egg took his knife and put it into his mouth while he bent down and retrieved his weapons. Spitting it out and putting it away quickly he spoke. "You son of a b*** you aren't even like the others down here are you!" The Kishin egg raised his short sword. "I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR HURTING THOSE PEOPLE!"

With that, he took out a prepared bomb and chucked it at Attor with great force. Aiming for his center of mass. Even if he missed the manually detonated the powerful madness explosive with his mind withing feet of the poison man. He made sure he could see the other exit in case he needed a quick escape.

ooc: Those bomb's don't pull any punches. They can blow limbs clean off and pack as much of a punch as you would expect. 7.5 meter blast radius to escape damage as well.... Have fun with that.

"Dissipate." Attor sighed. His hand brushed the bomb, and instantly a outer casing of intense toxins engulfed it. "Didn't those people..." The Kishin egg began, but eventually his words just died off. His feet shuffled from side to side. The toxic mass, which had been shielding Attor from the explosive, stuck to the wall near the exit. It would quickly melt through the wall and either destroy that half of the building, or fall to the streets below. Either way, the Kishin egg was in much less danger than before.

"Now then." He mumbled, reaching for his mask. "My lungs feel much stronger than before... Cool." His fists clenched then loosened. "Could you please stop trying to hurt me... I don't need to kill you."

ooc: Erm, I looked at Attor's abilities to make sure he could do that. Besides poison armor he only has one ability that would let him directly manipulate poison like that and it is very weak. I really don't think he would be able to do that to Alex's bomb. Although it's not like you can't convince me otherwise.

OOC: That move is sort of tied in with Toxikinetic Combat. Sorry, I haven't tallied up the souls he has collected so far in his actual character sheet. I'll go over to change that promptly. I was just sort of waiting for the thread to die down until I tallied it all up. Plus, I sort of wanted to get a mod to take a look at his sheet again. I know it was accepted at one point or another, but I don't know why it isn't under the accepted Kishin egg section?