This Sin City: Is it an arms race? [Vagrant|Flair|Velv|Eme| Ask within before joining]

Last edited by VagrantAtHeart on June 26th 2016, 9:26 pm; edited 1 time in total

06.22.2016
22:30
Las Vegas

Haney had never been so hungry in his life. No matter how much he had eaten over the last many months nothing could satisfy him, and he only grew more and more hungry to the point where now his hunger was making him unable to stand being around people. This begs the question though, if he couldn't stand to be around people what was he doing here on this casino boat surrounded by hundreds of morsels who were unaware of the starving kishin egg within there midst. though most couldn't feel it with his hunger at its peak madness radiated from him like a stove awaiting a meal to be placed within it. Like many of the people around him pulling the levers to the slot machines on this casino that floated in the middle of a large man-made lake, Haney had lost a large sum of money to day, but unlike them his investment would bear sweet, delicious fruit. He was simply too hungry to care. He had spent a significant portion of his personal wealth on this little floating casino, and quite recently too. Even the most perceptive eyes may not have noticed him come in from the employees only section of this casino because of the jingling of coins, the cranking of levers, and the pep talking from the crowd that filled the inside of the large room. He now stood close to the center of the the port side wall with his face scrunched up like a caricature of Thalia's mask. He was finally going to satisfy his appetite.

He wore a large, long coat draped over his shoulders concealing his arms and much of his upper body. An empty suitcase that once held a lot of cash was laying on the floor. "HeHeHeHeHeHe," Haney chuckled as he pulled his right arm out of from the depths of his jacket. He didn't plan on anyone here leaving alive. He was so hungry. A thin mist coated the top of the water just around the boat. The barrel of the gun in Haney's hand caught on fire before he pulled the trigger. The noise in the casino became silence. "I am soo hungry." Though Haney whispered it the noise he made pervaded the silence of the room. He reached forth and grabbed the soul of the man he'd slain, and in that moment chaos broke loose as the casino's patrons all attempted to escape the casino. Much to their despair the exits were barricaded from the outside and locked.

At the sound of a gunshot, Desdemona peeked up from the slot machine she was currently playing around with. "Hm, now I wonder who just got murdered~" She said happily, making her way towards where she heard the gunshot. As she walked, Desdemona broke a couple people's necks and grabbed their souls. Spotting Haney holding the soul, Desdemona walked up to him happily. "I was going to start the chaos, but it appears that you have already done me quite the favor by starting it! The name's Desdemona, it means "of the devil" by the way."

The woman started to juggle the couple of souls she had collected casually. "So, I presume you're a kishin egg. So am I, although I don't have that many souls. Eighteen, I believe is the number." She rambled on and on in a weak attempt to make conversation. Her flowery dress fluttered slightly as she bent down to the dead man and swiped a finger across the bloody spot. She stuck it in her mouth and sucked gently on the finger all while staring at Haney.

Kuro had been resting for awhile now. Sleeping peacefully, waiting for a reason to awaken. When a gunshot echoed the room, Kuro's mind snapped into action. By the time he had figured what was going on, Desdemona had slain a few people and confrunted the man with the gun. Desdemona seemed like an agreeable person, so maybe this guy would be willing to work with them... At least for now. As this thought crossed his mind, a mass of black welled up from Desdemona's back, spiking off as a bloody needle to strike two of the scattering people. The needles then formed hands, taking the souls one in each. Lastly, Kuro's body formed in sort of a back bend, springing up like some sort of jack-in-the-box where Desdemona's spine was the box. He loomed over the girl, looking down at the man with the gun as he held a soul above his head.

"That doesn't mean she's a push-over though. I can assure you of that." Kuro added as he dropped the soul above his head, gobbling it down whole. He then proceeded to absorb the other into the blood of his hand. "Since you're stiring them up anyways, a few souls wouldn't hurt, I guess..." He stated, an in-human grin stretching across his face as he put a hand above his red eyes and scanned the room.

OOC: Just realized that I meant Eme, not Idoc Grey. Mind editing the title?

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Haney looked up at the being made of black blood, and he almost seemed too stun to do anything as he stared at Kuro with his head slightly tilted, firing a few shots into the crowd while he stare. The bullets made contact with two civilians who fell to the ground. "So Des, can I call you Des?" Without pausing for an answer he continued. "If the thing on your back eats do you get fat or does it, he, she just... you know get... You know I could have put a little more thought into that one. Haney looked away from Kuro, so he could look around at the crowd. Excuse me would you all have the dignity to stop screaming, and panicking for a moment please. Since he was being mostly drowned out by the people he was talking to, he shot rounds into the ceiling until people quieted down. He dropped the clip that was in the gun and reloaded it.

"Aah thank you. Isn't this better. Now I don't want to hurt any of you. Well, that's a lie, But I won't hurt all of you and as most of you have probably figured out you aren't leaving until me and my associates let you go. In my hat there are twelve names and photos, and each of the people in these photos have raped and killed people and trafficked souls. Do you see where I am going? No? Let me explain further then. When I take off my hat all of you have twenty minutes to bring me one of the kidneys from 8 of these 12 big bad men and or women. Ready... Set... Go." Haney turned and gave a thumbs up to Desdemona and Kuro as he tipped his top hat and sat it in the middle of the floor. Slightly to Haney's chagrin though no one planned to act immediately and instead began talking among themselves.

OOC: Should I skip velv for now?..

((OOC: Yup. Gotta wait for the delicious permission.))

Achima had wandered a long ways away from Death city, starving herself on her trip to Las Vegas. Las Vegas was a relatively popluar place where many go to both gain and lose precious riches. Surely people in overpopulated places like this, wouldn't be missed. This was what Achima solely believed herself, leading her to make this her newest hunting grounds. As she walked through the crowds of her hunting grounds, people gave Achima odd looks. She wore no clothes, preferring to wrap herself up in black blood that modestly covered up all of her unmentionable lady bits and parts. The black blood appeared to be identical to black elastic except for the areas covering her arms and feet. The black blood covering these areas were like black webbing that left many holes like a net. The hands and feet were completely bare but the nails them selves were pitch black. Fashion wasn't Achima main. Concern however, it was choosing and picking her targets. She was going to go for a more professional killer type of approach this time. Picking off her victims one by one instead of her usual kill them all and make a scene type of approach. Well, at least that was the plan this time. This time, she would be the last one to be making the scene. She heard gunshots coming from a nearby casino and she was drawn to them like a moth to a flame.

Could it be that someone else was attempting to hunt on her terroitry? They would either have to pay her a small sum of their profits... Or be out right exterminated like the bothersome pests they were. Achima walked on over to the entrance of the casino where many cowardly civilians were flooding out of the place and sprouted two massive black blood tendrils that protruded from either side of her spine. With these two tendrils, she effortlessly swatted the crowd back into the casino. After walking through the door of the entance, the massive tendrils broke off of Achima's body and formed a black blood wall that blocked off the only exit behind Achima. Every civilian inside of the casino tried to keep their nerves out of fear of what Haney might do to them if they didn't but they would soon learn that Achima was definitely the much greater threat. With a crack of her neck, gallons upon gallons of black blood exploded from Achima's back. The black substance was currently floating behind the Kishin Egg now, currently stuck in its liquid state, stretching, twisting, and morphing into many different forms. It was then that the massacre and destruction began. Hundreds to thousands of bloody needles were shot at anyone and anything currently within Achima's sight. The large needles were deeply rooted into her victims' flesh before exploding into much smaller needles. It was at this point that the civilians completely forgot about Haney, bursting into maniacal screams that flooded the casino while fleeing deeper within in search for an exit. Achima marched over many corpses, collecting the souls that illuminated her path before feeding them directly to the second mouth that opened up on her stomach. Achima eventually ceased her fire once she made it to the group of corrupted, quickly noticing the fire arm in Henry's hand. With her head tilted to the side, Achima took a few steps towards the fellow Kishin Egg, leaving behind bloody foot prints with every step she took. "If you wish to hunt here, you better pay a reasonable fee... Mr. Butler.", Achima said putting great emphasis on the name, Mr. Butler to indicate that she remembered him. Multiple bloody needles formed around Achima, each one aimed at the butler, prepared to skewer him if he refused to pay her fee. Achima then held out a hand towards Desdemona and a red eye opened up on the palm, "The same goes to you as well I'm afraid."

Desdemona blinked in surprise when a new kishin egg entered the casino. Acknowledging that she was reasonably overpowered, she sighed and turned to Haney. "I haven't been partnered with Kuro for long, so I don't really know the answer to that," she said softly. When Achima entered the casino, Desdemona's eyes widened for just a little bit.

OOC: Sorry for the short and later post.

Kuro gave a light sigh, twisting his body in an unnatural way to look at the newcomer. "You know, if you intend to threaten a being MADE of Black Blood, I hope you have more than Black Blood at your disposal. Don't get me wrong, your ability to use the substance is impressive, but I mean, the stuff is easy to deal with when you have your own." He replied to the woman on Desdemona's behalf. He then proceeded to glance back at Haney, whom he was slightly more fond of. "I just kinda dissolve what I eat. Not sure where it goes."

((Also sorry. A lot going on here. Making post rounds.))

((OOC: Looking at the order again. It's definitely Grey's turn.))

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Haney leaned forward towards the familiar kishin egg, and he squinted as he attempted to recollect where he knew this kishin egg from. "You!" His hand snapped up a he pointed his finger at the woman in front of him. "You are the shapeshifter that ruined my last job. Do you know how much effort I put into grooming that child." The gun in his hand was pointed at the young lady in front of him as he said, "Are those there to threaten me? Which do you think will be faster, my bullet or your black blood needles." Haney held his position. The people around acknowledged that Achima was the larger threat and by comparison the guy with the gun wasn't someone to fear.

One of the men that was originally one of Haney's targets raised his hand and asked, "'Zat mean that we can leave now?" Haney's hand responded, without a moment of hesitation, by snapping to the side and emptying a round into the man, leaving only a little blue soul behind. "What is your price?" Haney realized that maybe he wouldn't be able to complete his contract if things went south, he made a slight bowing motion, and took off his hat with his gun hand.

Desdemona blinked in surprise, scratching her head. She chose to retreat at the moment, simply watching the surroundings.

OOC: ((Kuro is kinda inside Des, so not much more I can do here~))

OOC: I realize this would now be a private thread with myself and Grey, as I've adopted Achima. So I'm just going to go ahead and archive this~

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