[Plot]A life for a limb

The Black Death, Fitzroy Jenkins at the helm, pulled up outside a large office block. Five people stepped out. Sanguinius with his headscarf and gloves, marched up to the door. When he got to it, he turned back to his small group of thugs.

"Here we are gentlemen. The target is inside. The plan is to kill the target, nothing else. I must be the one to kill him, while you lot will be supporting me. Any questions?" He wasn't exactly in a good mood, so he would kill anything that got in his way. He wasn't going to stop for anything. Including this door in front of him. "Fiztroy!" He called, before gesturing to the door. "After you." He couldn't wait to get inside. The "target" was the person who, ten years ago, had taken his hand off. And he was going to pay with his life.

I will NOT be GMing this plot, as my character is in it and it will be awkward. Instead, I have asked LOLcron to GM.

Cyrus listens carefully as Sanguinius explains their plan. Simple, yet effective. A classic smash-and-stab job. And, as well as a chance to settle Sanguinius' issues with the White Fang, this strike would make a point with the so-called 'freedom fighters'. A point that clearly said "Don't get in our way." 'All in all, a very well thought out plan - to take over a city you need to control it's underworld too, and the White Fang is a key part of that.' Cyrus smiles to himself, and cracks his knuckles. With each crack, Changeling Shadow ripples behind him menacingly.

Fitzroy grinned to himself. All in all, it sounded like a lot of fun- bust into the building, beat a few faunus, raise a little hell, then leave the way they came; and if it was up to him, this place would be burned to the ground. This C.H.A.O.S. thing was sounding like a better and better deal with every passing minute. More to the point, he'd finally found some people who valued his destructive tendencies. If only his parents could see him now.

He chuckled at Sanguinius' order. "I thought you'd never ask. Step aside, if you would." He opened the back doors of the Black Death, picking out a variety of lethal looking weapons then, as if as an afterthought, strapping a monumental hex-barreled rocket launcher to his back, a gun weighing over a hundred kilos and taller than he was himself. He turned back to the building which had the stupidity to stand in his way. "Everybody aft. I'm makin' us a door."

He rested his hands on his hips. He stamped his right foot. The ground shook, cracks appearing in the paving beneath him, and his body began to glow with a green hue. He took a step forward, causing another tremor, and flexed his biceps. "This one's on me." Then he lowered his head and charged.

As he gained velocity, the aura surrounding him began to expand outwards. By the time he hit the wall he was encased in a crackling green shell, hovering a few inches off his skin. Twelve inches of brick, plaster, and cement were swept aside as though nothing more than a sheet of paper, and he ploughed through into the lobby. There were a few screams then the sound of an explosion. Flames blew out through the hole in the wall as an incendiary device went off, and the glass doors blackened until nothing could be seen through them. A few seconds later, Fitzroy walked back through the hole he'd made. "Lads," he paused for dramatic effect, "I think I've found a way in."

The White Fang

The moment they announced this mission, Thana lift her hand and joined in without thinking.
Finally, she had the chance to get her hand on these guys.
Finally, she had the chance to fight them.
Finally, she had the chance to kill them.

Joining C.H.A.O.S is indeed the correct move.

Fitzroy is the name of the guy that opened the way in. More like torning down the entire front wall for them thought. Thana unsheathe Vortex. She is thirsty for blood. Not Grimm's, or Human's. Faunus's blood. White Fang's blood.

"... For my brothers." She whispered. "For them."

5 guards hear the explosion created by Fitroy, they run through the now open hole. 2 have pistols the other 3 has swords. They shout at the intruders "Go Away now and no one will get hurt!"

"Allow me." Than a volunteered. She stepped forward, readying Vortex and waiting for permission. She takes her time to formulate a plan inside her head.

OCC: No autohitting, no breaking turn!

OOC: [s]sorry if i sounded like a noob, but what is auto hitting? breaking turn?[/s] never mind I just realized what you mean

Auto hitting: LOLcron decides whether you hit, and you just kind of decided you instantly killed all of the enemies.

Breaking turn: Post order is me, Switchblade, Eyeblaster, Daemonblade, you, then LOLcron. You posted after me, breaking the order

Not angry, edit your post to remove the auto hits, keep the new post order, and all will be good XD

OOC: I have edited my post. I'm sorry ><

((OOC: Just checking here... whose turn is it now? ))

(OOC: Switchblade. I have PMed him to post.)

Drake looked down the alleyway to see that the action had started. He jumped down from his brooding perch with surprising agility and grace for a man his size. Nevertheless, the pavement buckled in a spiderweb of cracks as he landed, before walking towards the 'team-mates' he had been observing.

Placing a glove-clad hand on Fitzroy's shoulder, Drake whispered into his ear, "Having fun, are we?"

((OOC: Sorry about the long wait guys. I just kinda got out of the RPG groove, but I'm back now. Also, Demonblade, if Laris doesn't post by this time next week in the Mockingbird's Nest thread, have Nathaniel kill Lucius. It will not only fit the plot, but it will also A) Fit Nathaniel's character and overall ominousness, but B) Cut him off in-universe in a nice, clean way.))

Cyrus raises his eyebrows as the guards charge out of the hole, after their over-excitable comrade. 'Very admirable. Most of the grunts I hire would roll around on the ground pretending to be injured if they were here.' He looks over to Sanguinius and says 'As much as I'd like to, I wouldn't want to steal Thana's thunder.' Nevertheless, he tenses up, fully aware that the guards could decide their opponent by the themselves.

Fitzroy spun round, cursing and breaking away from the contact. He had the Painbringer halfway off his back when he realised that he recognised the face. He let out a sigh and adjusted his hat where it had slipped down the side of his head, reslinging his axe as he did so and paying zero attention to the oncoming guards. "I was wonderin' where you'd gotten to. You really shouldn't sneak up on people like that- I could have blown you t' pieces." He turned back to the wench, tiny attention span already beginning to waver. He'd never seen a woman fight before, and he fully expected to be amused. "Don't wait for permission, lass, just get on with it."

The 5 guards all targeted each of the different members. The two with pistols took aim at Fitzroy and Drake. The other 3 with swords moved in toward Thana, Sanguinius and Cryus.

"Don't wait for permission, lass, just get on with it."

That's it. The signal. The permission.
Oh how glad Thana is.
A chance to revenge her brothers! She really glad she joined C.H.A.O.S.

Hiding her excitement, she unsheathe Vortex. She readied her finger to press the button and shot. Her enemy have zero knowledge on Vortex. They thought that this is just a simple sword. Everyone does at first.

Calmly, she lift her sword, as if she is taunting her attacker. 3... 2....And she press the trigger.

OOC:

Okay. So... what did we just talk about? We weren't overly bothered when you broke the posting order the first time, but doing it twice in a row isn't exactly something I find amusing- especially after we told you to keep the new order. It would throw a lot of this into disarray if you started posting before the plot creator, but I don't think it's possible to delete posts without modmin rights. Therefor, this is the solution we are going to stick to:

Parsnips is going to post. After this, you will make another post to fix the order, but it will do nothing much to advance the plot. Write something along the lines of describing the recoil from Vortex. This will take us back into the following order:

1)Parsnips (Running the plot, will have posted)
2)Idea (Will have posted)
3)Switchblade
4)Blaster
5)Daemon
6)Cron (GM'ing the plot, controls enemies)

We will hold this order unless told otherwise by a founder (Parsnips, Switch, Cron, Daemon, or Laris). This is your second warning. Break posting order a third time, and you're out of the thread.

I know I might sound like I'm ranting, but it gets pretty frustrating when people can't follow a direct instruction.

OOC:
i thought that we went back using this order after i accidentally messed up the order before:

parsnips
switchblade
eyeblaster
daemonblade
idea (me)
LOLcron

To make sure i'm not breaking the order (again), this is Thana's turn, right?

evilparsnips wrote:

keep the new post order, and all will be good

evilparsnips wrote:

keep the new post order

But yes, it is your turn to post and that should bring us into the post order that I've stated above.

evilparsnips wrote:

Sanguinius watched as Thana stepped forward. He noticed the each guard targeted a different team member. "Please, friends. Your opponent has already stepped forward. If you would be so kind as to focus on her, we'll sit back and watch." He said, as he walked back, allowing Thana some space, but ready to fight at any moment. These people tended to get a little angry at people who were doing this the way he was, and he figured they would probably attack him anyway. He likely wouldn't even need to use any dust to take out these morons. He watched as Thana fired, interested to see how this would pan out.

"Please, friends. Your opponent has already stepped forward. If you would be so kind as to focus on her, we'll sit back and watch."

Thana nods. Taunting them, as if saying "I'm only a girl, after all. I will be an easy opponent."
She doesn't want to spent too many bullets here, as if she did it might raise suspicion on her when she get back home to Beacon after this. She made note to her self to not to use the gun too much. A nice idea, since slicing them might satisfy her more. They didn't drop dead instantly, and they bleed, and they groaned, and they feel the pain.

Drake turns to Fitzroy, his partner in crime -the very phrase caused a small scowl on his face, but he had to stick with the plan- and stated; "This should be interesting. We can assess her power and skills. If she survives, that is."

Then, to the whole group, "No-one interfere! This shall act as an... initiation for lack of a better word. If she dies, then she wouldn't have fit into Chaos anyway."

((OOC: I think that time's up for Lucius to be Killed by Nathaniel and for Laris_Cole to be classified as MIA; We will not only need a new MCGD member, either with the same initials or simply make a new acronym, and CHAOS can't be changed, so we need a new char from somewhere with the same initials. Also, an excuse in-universe for Maveric to die.))

(((OOC BONUS EDIT: Jesus christ this thread is a total and complete clusterf**k)))