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Post by katt on Nov 4, 2016 8:34:20 GMT -4
In response to this Ches hums, brushing off your comment before diving straight into your mind. Suddenly you're aware of his presence in every part of your brain, dissecting & searching through fears, loves, old childhood memories, flashbacks from your training days and so much more, it's like he's destroying your idenity then putting it back together again.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 4, 2016 8:36:43 GMT -4
Edward attempts to break free of his restraints, encountering literal mind rape would make anyone want to do that.
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Post by katt on Nov 5, 2016 9:21:22 GMT -4
Isaiah quickly moves around to the back of your chair then grabs your arms, effectively pinning you down. Jada watches, knife in hand in case you try to lash out at anyone, cold eyes unblinking,
"I've got names," Ches grunts and somewhere inside your brain you're vaguely aware of his mental touch, now finding out the information that'll make you a dead man. "His handlers, per say. Names, and what they were offering Mr. GΓ©raud here."
Then, as if he's reading something as simple as a grocery list, he rattles off the names of your handlers, their organisations, how much they'll be paying you and other rewards you'll get for killing your targets. As soon as Ches finishes you're vaguely aware of Jada making some comment about you being a paid nut job not a religious one, though it falls onto deaf ears, the two other Messengers are slightly dumbfounded by this knowledge. Finally, with an exhausted sigh Isaiah tightens his grip on your arms and commands Ches to get out of your head.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 5, 2016 10:02:16 GMT -4
Edward desperately attempts to escape, really, really pissed off all the money on the table was official.
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Post by katt on Nov 5, 2016 12:56:24 GMT -4
"What are we going to do with him now?" There's a slight mental ache in your head from where Ches has been.
"I'll put him out for a few-" Isaiah stops to sigh as you try to break free, giving you a quick shock of electricity that acts as a warning. "Sit the fuck down you piece of shit, anyway, I'll put him out for a few hours and we can have a meeting after the performance is over. You've still got time to get on stage if you want"
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 5, 2016 13:02:53 GMT -4
"Make me, Buttface." Edward taunts. Training with the Russians made him resistant to electric torture.
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Post by katt on Nov 5, 2016 13:25:02 GMT -4
"You don't want to push me" Isiah says, looking straight ahead. "Only one god can judge me & that's me, so pick your words carefully"
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 5, 2016 13:32:02 GMT -4
Edward smirked. "You kill me, and the world goes insane. Theis is the first time in 50 years the Russians have worked in tandem with most western countries. You end me, and there's gonna be a few flashes in a month or so. Even if there aren't my employers will send more people like me. Money will change hands."
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Post by katt on Nov 5, 2016 13:49:43 GMT -4
"You kill me-" Jada mocks but Isaiah shoot her a look making her snort then turn her back so she can carry on laughing at you.
"Nobody mentioned death" Isaiah states, patting your shoulder almost patronizingly. "You've already had Ches go through your mind and that was just looking for six names, not even trying to do damage. Even without him, there are still nine of us to be worried about"
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 5, 2016 13:52:19 GMT -4
"The longer you hold me hostage, the shorter time the west considers launching an all out war against the Messengers. I don't care, I'm an agent of fortune."
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 10:19:19 GMT -4
"Cool, cool" Isaiah nods, his mind obviously elsewhere as Ches leaves the room. "Jada go find someone to babysit our good pal Ed here, while we talk through shit."
"Malone?" Jada questions and Isaiah nods, she's gone for a few minutes then comes back with... a teenager? What are they even thinking!? Seemingly chill, they run the young girl through with who you are, what you're capable of, what you've done, roughly how long they're going to be gone for, ectra and then leave. Just like that. The girl sits down, about a meter or two away, staring curiously at you but not uttering a word.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 10:23:05 GMT -4
"Look, if you set me free, I will give you more money than these crooks will ever pay you. I am technically assigned to kill you, but we can both walk away with money in our pockets." Edward says as he continues to struggle with the restraints.
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 10:30:49 GMT -4
"How much money?" The girl asks,resting her head in her hands. She looks about sixteen or seventeen, adorned in colorful beads that are everywhere from her dress to her braids, bracelets, necklaces, she sounds like a sleigh every time she moves, jangling about the place.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 10:42:49 GMT -4
"About half of what my employers are paying. These people aren't artists. One of them did this to my arm to get me to talk." Edward bobbed his head in the direction of his cut arm. " Are you down with $205,000?"
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 11:08:09 GMT -4
"I am but-" She looks around at the shifting walls, the dark shadows making her wince. "Jada's nice. Isaiah's nice. Ches is nice. They're... they're not bad people when you think about it really. You tried to kill Diana. What would stop you from killing me?"
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 11:12:37 GMT -4
"If I would've killed you I would have done it already. Ches did the equivalent of mental rape. He explored my head, things that should have stayed in my head, gone. Jada stabbed my arm. These people are using you for profit. I am offering the key to the lock that will open the door to something better. Something better, together. If you help me, that money is yours. I'll put in word with the FSB and Poles to make an exception for you, or at least lie to them."
(Nice profile pic, and is ilama's isrp being linked?)
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 11:30:51 GMT -4
"Hmm....." She tucks her knees up to her chest, rocking on the balls of her feet as she thinks. You can tell the fact that the people who she probably considers her family have hurt another person shakes her up a bit." If I helped you escape I would like....... immunity everywhere, maybe a new identity...... but I can't abandon my fans...... the rest of them would kill me as well....they wouldn't hesitate..... I don't want to die"
(hahaha thanks and i think we're gonna have his separate to explore different aspects that we wouldn't be able to fully delve into in this universe)
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 11:35:43 GMT -4
(daw, I wanted to take ilama hostage ) "I'll put in word with all my employers to grant Immunity to you. We'll sort out deals when we get somewhere secure. Hurry, these hurt."
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 11:42:08 GMT -4
(ooooh you could always take someone else hostage or you could be super evil and kill malone. shoot her in the back of the head or something)
She pulls herself up and raises a hand. Then, just like Jada did, she clicks her fingers and the bindings effortlessly fall away. "I'm doing for me..... not for you. Let's go"
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 11:53:59 GMT -4
(Ed has a thirst for money, not killing 16 year olds) Edward arises from his chair. "Alright, if we want to do this quitely, lose the jewelry. If you have a death wish, don't." He begins to make his way to the exit.
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 12:04:48 GMT -4
(hmm true. I just assumed it would be part of his contract to make sure at least one of the messengers is dead for sure)
"Alright..." she sadly murmurs, clicking her fingers again and the beads fade away like mist. "Hang on, I should go first, I know this place better than you do"
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 12:06:37 GMT -4
"After you." Edward opens the door for her. "Is there some sort of vehicle we can hijack? Do the security have anything worth taking?"
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 12:10:20 GMT -4
"Tour bus.... security van.... Isaiah has a Lamborghini" Malone replies, edging her way down the hall with her back pressed to the wall.
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Post by The Villa Strangiato on Nov 6, 2016 12:34:40 GMT -4
"I'd love to deface that Lamborghini. But security van it is." Edward says as he followed her. "So what can you do? I know these people got powers, but you specifically?"
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Post by katt on Nov 6, 2016 12:42:44 GMT -4
"I can see sounds, words and music as colors and other forms of energy" She says, sounding the most confident you've ever heard her. "And I can make other people see them how I do, it changes how the see the world..... how they see reality....how they think"
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