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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 20:47:21 GMT -5
Basically, what I'm writing as a story is not meant to be an exact portrayal of some patrons. Basically, these were original characters devised from traits I saw in ya'll, and little more. So, basically, I want to make sure it's okay with some people that they are inspired as assassins that are to be assassinated (but, alas, Aries, you have no way of getting out of this one.)
Excerpt from 3rd Chapter:
1. Draco Linnel The unfortunate thing for Draco is that he is well known across the land. Only his name has to be spoken and inspiration can come with it. He founded a revolution in visual thought with his contemporary masterworks. Paraphernalia, almost irrelevant objects, were transformed into genius. Where so many have tried to copy his style, none can be as far ahead as he. Yet, one fact about this huge figure in society is blinded to all the people across the public: Draco uses his art as a weapon and his “paint” comes from his other profession. He houses a power from his “Paint Wire” as he is known to call it. This staff twists physics and chemicals and any law that seems to bend. It can touch a stone and swim in it like a lowly lake; it can tap your skin and make it slash into the air. It uses Draco’s brush and pen. Yet, it can also puddle ones body and soul into liquid, splashing them from life to death, and wiping their “liquids” on canvases. That is how, the inspiration to many, really paints. All his works are what are left of so many unfortunate enough to meet him. He worked for “The Aries’s” clan as a clean-out job, much like one who takes out petty guards leaving a goal of another gaping wide open ready to be taken. This came as inspiration for each new work, Draco once remarked. And while he did shut up my father, leaving his corpse intact, he took a piece of his arm, as a memento. That only made my rage worse. Now, unfortunate for you, my dear Draco, that I know exactly where the heck you are, nearby, even, you earned yourself a big, juicy “Number 1” for that. Congratulations! You’d think your fame would one day stab you in the back? You should have.
2. Li
Now where everyone alive practically knows Draco, Li is another story all together. She now dwelled deep within the forests of the world, even taking her last name so to bury her past. But she wasn’t always like this, she used to be happy, and she used to be a murderer. She was raised by The Aries himself, taught by his ideals and learned from his acquaintances. I guess for he to be such a father figure, he gained her trust and kept one behemoth of a truth about her: that she bestowed power beyond his control. But, he took her under his wing and kept that secret as long as he had control of her thought. She was loving to an extent, yet she was efficient in her duties and blocked anything that came to the mission. Even so, she was also just as twisted as the others. Creatures, both living and dead, bird or mammal, light or dark, were her forte. She controlled them, and loved to be with them, they were her childhood friends, the best, but, of course, she made them that way. While this sort of strength doesn’t seem particularly useful in the ways of an assassin, it is a blessing to certain clients. If one wanted to take an enemy or competitor out, but make it look natural like by a crazed animal. This could make suspicion at the utmost low and less easy to track. Clean of evidence. Now, this tale of her is not very know, nor spoken, nor even thought of because not many living know the truth. A city imploded, shot itself to dust without warning or a blink. None knew why. None knew how. Or so thought so. But, the doer didn’t intend it: Li. Now, this is what Aries shoved out her knowing: she could control an area’s life span. If she willed it, by heart, the town would almost, per say, kill itself because of her. And that’s what happened, her mind was so much on death of a target, for that certain, clever target had duped her minions and slaughtered them. Nothing stopped her thoughts and she blew that thought away, taking the city with it in debris of dust. It blew her mind, it blew her soul, and she couldn’t recreate the innocent she shut up. Depression crept upon her and guilt struck with it. She left the headquarters without word and has subsided into her favorite forests, to forget. Aries knows where she is, but knows not to go back there for she still never forgives him, nor herself. And that place was dropped to me by a series of my father’s work notes that he stashed in his own little study, a place he ordered me to never enter.
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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 20:49:47 GMT -5
3. Squall
Squall’s origin or even his race or age are not known, or even calculated. But, it only is determined that he curves around death by old age by his special ability: shape shifting. He could shift his identity to however or whomever a particular situation called for, no matter what the age, gender, or disabilities the change called for, for he just as easily can change back. He also neglected a last name, for he knew it wouldn’t matter for his art of skill. Bestowed upon him, also, is mountain strength of patience. He can stay in disguise, in a role, or in someone’s own life for how long he needed to. To prove this, I’ll relay to you an anecdote shared with me by someone that wants to be kept unknown for the moment: There was an old leader in Trade by the name of Ranma Campbell. He led many large entrepreneurs to success, even in old age, with his tricks in Trade. He lived highly and secured, and Squall’s client wanted to make the old man sleeping to the heavens. First, Squall studied this man for a week, and found that his greatest pleasure is in playing with his granddaughter, it was easily seen by how he smiled so joyfully and laughed so heartedly with her. To close enough to this “hero of trade” he killed his daughter, buried her, and took her figure and life so to see him closely. Unfortunately for Squall, the grandfather rarely saw his favorite granddaughter in privacy; they usually were accompanied by some by some loyal soldier or trained guard Ranma had chosen. He did, however, make certain outdoor trips with his granddaughter alone for her sake and amusement, but made these sparingly for he knew the consequences. With this unwelcome fact, Squall stayed in his current character for nearly a year, keeping it as true as it could be. Finally, the day came and the old man was found dead near the far gates of the city. Squall reported back to the Aries and, to put the icing on the cake, they compiled a fake kidnapping letter and death of the daughter to finish off her story and cover it all up. But with switching identities, one may wonder if his “out of character” is his true form, his parents and their races are unknown, as goes with his. He is tall, surrounded with a wolf-ish flavor to his appearance, even with some drooping ears that crept passed his shoulders. He appeared with brownish-black fur, and flashed with grey-green eyes. His usually clothed himself in a white suit-like manner; the cover jacket covered most of the body, while the soles and tips of his feet could still be eyed under such a coat. Also, there’s one more odd characteristic to Squall’s manner: he usually disguises himself as a defenseless looking child. Cute to look at, easy to rain sympathy on, almost flawless to suspicion are the defining points of this strategy. Being a child, he could pass through tight circumstances, ask questions that most will willingly answer to for they only see a child’s curiosity by asking them, and, most importantly, punishments to a child are less severe than to a matured adult. Yet, none knows how he came to be with Aries or how got to know and work for the man of power. Nor can one just ask Aries himself where he is because Aries’s location is so discrete and out of knowledge that he can’t be found, and the whereabouts of Squall can also be unknown amongst Aries for Squall doesn’t always return immediately from a new assignment. None of the associates of Aries would tell a soul of Aries and his location, even over their lives, which makes tracking Aries down even more difficult and utterly frustrating to those who want to bear that knowledge. But, even without a definite location, I put him in the one of the first for he is not hard to identify; I saw a picture of him in my father’s forbidden study. And by taking him out as one of the first, it creates less problems taking out others without the fear of watching my own shadow.
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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 20:50:50 GMT -5
4. Will Gabay (a.k.a FireHolder)
Now the interesting part here, I found, is that of all the facts I’ve gathered for my expedition these seemed to the ones that claimed to be absolute truth. While the other data were taken from a tip I had to wager and twist my way to get to, this was sent to me by a supposed relative of Will. Amazing how simple communications spread like a wild forest fire. Even though eeriness shuddered upon me the fact he knew my immediate goals for wanting to know about Will. Yet, for even a relative, she told me she wanted him to stop his gritty ways, even if it meant force, even if it meant death. She seemed in pain, like tied down to a burden of relation to Will and his record as a marauder. This made me feel that my will for revenge was in the right doing, motivation was telling me this, all from her. But that was what I thought at the time. Here’s the info I had the character of Will before our altercation and fate: He was adopted and raised by “the one, the only.” He straddled onto fame of being a vicious marauder and undeniably loyal to his bosses, while being a double (sometimes a quadruple) agent and using his current masters as bait for a more sinister, plan. His connections of many local as well as international crime lords makes him a walking messenger for “The Aries.” All that was needed was telegraph and drop area and Aries planned the rest. His was obviously untrustworthy but so much a treasure and trained at the silver-tongue that his assistance almost is never refused. Along with learning to smooth talk his way through a crowded, shady life, “The Aries” built up his skills for him from a rather early of age. He had the touch of a demon, the touch of fire that immediately gave Will the alias “Fire Holder”. Not only by touch, but by heart. It didn’t take long for it to reveal that Will was merely a chamber for a furnace inside. It could manifest Will’s conscious, it also occurred to slip into Aries’s mind that Will might eventually engulf himself, degrade himself into merely a moment of ashes when something like his well-known temper got the better of him. That’s where the teaching of the silver-tongued could’ve been taught to him, to get him away from getting to enraged in dilemmas and get him out of sudden flailing trouble. Yet, even with the twisted mind Aries gave him, there’s still an ounce of cup of moral still lingering inside him. As this person told me this section of Will’s bio, she choked at what had seemed a remembrance so vivid that it made her hesitate, or that’s how it seemed. But she caught her breath and began the input again. Will’s birth parents were an unfortunate one. His father died from constant drink and his mother made sure that her dear son knew that overdose of any substance of that caliber was wrong to the family’s central spiral of beliefs. His fate of his mother is unknown amongst us, though, so only that small fuzzy memory came to her mind to tell me. She mentioned later in the conversation, that she made sure never to remember the rest after a different family fostered her. I wondered why, I wondered how forgetting your past could make things better, it’s the pieces of my late father, my Papa, that kept me going. What happened to her as a child to make fabricate a tear from her eyes from just remembering anything? And last, but not least, this is the last easy find to uncover. After this, I have to get contact and information from these on my list to capture the next prey, as you might call them. And for Will, he conjured up a friendship with Neoh and still keeps in touch.
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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 20:51:29 GMT -5
5. Neoh Ellis
Reported many a year ago was a disappearance of two orphans, who turned up as accomplices of the Aries. The orphans were a brother and a sister to an unknown and thought to be deceased parents. Their names were Neoh and Cyg, and even as sister and brother they have their own unique characteristics that set them farther apart than they were before.
Now before I start, I might as well explain many things to explain one. This world is keen at staying rural and cultural, even at the cost of shunning technology. The poor favor their philosophy and keep their simple lives where as the rich practically dine in new ways to bloom power and cheap prosperity. From this overpowering standard, most rich are easy to pick out with their lavish surroundings and immensely crowded protection of guards. Surprisingly, even though guns are regularly made, they are often neglected for it’s usage is almost as wasteful as it implies it isn’t, and only the rich can even get a hold of these because of it’s expensive attire cost, another dropping point. Even owning doesn’t guarantee safety or anything for civilians skilled in their birth abilities could just as easily take lead and live than die instantly, or even dodge the pitiful weapon’s meager efforts. Only those professional at its work can very much use it properly to a full extent.
One obvious opposite contribution Neoh gave to Aries’s was his expertise at long-range wielding weapons, or almost any lethal projectile of this case and manner. Which, from these, had developed a sense of military attitude socially and in attire (often doesn’t leave for a mission without a military beret type of hat). He is preferably used for when a target needs to be distanced from and “smeared out,” where his ability’s are most efficient. Almost so efficient that it erupted a cocky attitude in him. And, unlike Cyg, he gave up early on his powers given to him from birth and excelled in marksmanship and patience. Neoh, apparently, is also involved in a new development that only the deepest of black markets knows and the heaviest curtain covers. So tight it is that anything is to be done to suppress the word to over numbered masses; my tip of this piece of work wishes he were alive. It is the production of a suit, made from the well-spent technology of a coming age and Neoh has placed himself first in line, even volunteering as a test subject for such an experimental piece of equipment. The suit is to enhance endurance against the elements, for the rich believe genetic powers are just toys to be broken and kept away from. Speed also falls into play, it makes gliding on anything to your advantage, and it even hoodwinks the naked eye to seeing one walk on water, almost. Also, accuracy reaches its climax with a system known as “MMS”: Muscle Memory Stimulation. A first objective to any sniper, soldier, or pawn is to acquire and finds its target by methods specific individually, a line of sight is to be made. Coming into play, “MMS” automatically aims for a vital spot once you clearly specify your target, keeping a precise lockdown on the person, never leaving the eye and the control acting for you. All it takes is a peek and a pull and it makes things effacing so much easier. But, this invention is more commandeering towns than for slaughter. Yet, even Neoh’s motives make him want it ever the more; it only takes two halves of Neoh’s sandwich of personality to equal the whole meal.
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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 20:53:07 GMT -5
(Please forgive me for this one.)
6. Cyg Ellis
Where Neoh is a positive, not that “positive” can really attributed a hired killer by trade, Cyg is the negative end of the coiling spiral. “For every one hand-picked person there is an equal and oppsite person so to contradict each other,” a famous proverb that was once said by a famous aged monk, how fitting can it be this duo? With the twisted fate of odd ironic chance that both were, in fact, older brother and sister? One of these “negatives” is Cyg’s use of her genetic powers and methods of taking out prey. She learned the knife first, and slithers through, sweeping on the walls and ceilings and silently makes the oblivious intrusion. Her soul’s energy transfers to her feet, mainting balance at any angle, even on walls or unorthodox angled levels. This, in all, makes sneaking a snap, yet complex attires of work make it hindered. The one thing that Neoh detests the outright most is Cyg’s open drug addiction; he has even tried to shoot the lily down to make the madness stop fuming from her. But even his small attempts to kill her mean nothing to her, she keeps wasting herself, but all so for pleasure. From the start, she presented the use as a way to “creative interrogation” as she called it. To put it simply, the more above the clouds she is conscious, the more disturbing her methods of interrogation are. So horrendous these acts thus are not to be told. Because this is almost a product to every assignment she takes, she is only to be let upon small, not well-known targets. She is also a profound liar, using it for larceny and access and deception. A small note was added, too, when I was given all this. She is a lover of elegant and antique garments, some from larceny, others as gifts. All of which are used for exquisite, formal balls of the rich. Neoh always knows where she is drifting to or from, so pinpointing Neoh will be of importance to getting hold of Cyg. And Cyg’s importance is knowing where Ai (“The Seventh”) lives. Why she does, that’s a dark little narrative all together by itself.
7. Ai no Shini
The story of Ai is the story of legacy, passed down from one of Aries’s first men, Raz. Raz was Aries’s first bodyguard, and what Aries thought was the cream of the crop. And what was Raz’s full ability and power was also his weakness: rage. If a battle or rumble or deul crawled itself by him, he can internally inject himself with rage, which virtually made him an onslaught to take down. Yet, what he injected was actually more of his life source, his soul, almost. Slowly, ever the so slowly, it was killing him and Aries noticed this and wanted to preserve Raz, so he gave Cyg to Raz and they conceived Beo. When Raz died, Beo replaced him. And this barbarous cycle continued, for next came Pece (the only daughter), Gunn (one that helped to murder my father), and now Ai. Now, Ai keeps his time as bodyguard to the Aries, whenever he leaves, whenever he feels over-threatened, or anything can spring into Aries’s complex cerebrum. The only thing that Ai never does is question his loyalty so bribing is out of the question, plus it was once attempted before, I heard, but the air and aftermath was nothing to be wanted. There is only one time there seems to be when Ai is alone, at a lone pub, drinking his sorrows and hate. Yet, so much is unknown about him, this is as far as my tip could take me.
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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 20:54:20 GMT -5
8. The Aries
This one is the most difficult to get anything on. He compensates most of his workings underground. No photo or anything on his appearance, not even by my father, is in circulation. His abilities are unknown; all that is is what he is capable of through the use of his “puppets”. Last of all, they say that no bullet or force can hit him, but that is just a rumor.
Please forgive its length, but I hope I don't piss anyone off by the character used by their traits.
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Post by Ai on Oct 26, 2004 20:58:12 GMT -5
Sounds like a very cool concept. I like how you did me. But...gave Cyg to Raz? LOL.
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Post by Craze on Oct 26, 2004 21:03:48 GMT -5
Yeah, kind of controversial, but it has its meanings. Plus her character was a drug addict, so that's a reason. But yes, it is very odd and questionable.
And if this sounds confusing, its supposed to. The person who's telling this got his father killed by Aries's clan of assassins so this is the information he got.
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Post by Juan on Oct 26, 2004 21:32:41 GMT -5
Most interesting, C8.
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Post by Draco Starcloud on Oct 26, 2004 22:14:35 GMT -5
Not quite sure what's going on, but you have my permission.
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Post by Fireball on Oct 27, 2004 6:33:56 GMT -5
Wow, this sounds cool. Any chance I'm in it?
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Post by DarkAries on Oct 27, 2004 13:33:58 GMT -5
Let Aries guess...
The backstory for Kill Aries: Volume One?
If that's the case...give Aries a big time fight scene and make it rock, dude. Of course, you have Aries's blessing, even if it kinda...well...doesn't matter.
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Post by Craze on Oct 27, 2004 18:33:36 GMT -5
Let Aries guess... The backstory for Kill Aries: Volume One? If that's the case...give Aries a big time fight scene and make it rock, dude. Of course, you have Aries's blessing, even if it kinda...well...doesn't matter. Don't worry. My idea for killing Neo, Cyg, Ai, and you is a very tight secret. One kept in a cookie dough tin can under Fat Albert's couch, even if they're still in debate. *Lightbulb on.* You know what? You just gave me an idea, you are going to get your fight scene. Wow, this sounds cool. Any chance I'm in it? I could add you somewhere, but its not deffinant that it'll be in the same story, unless you'd prefer to be in the fantasy/adventure section of this story which connects to Kill Aries portion.
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Post by Fireball on Oct 28, 2004 20:25:30 GMT -5
Hmm...to be..or not to be. Okay sure. I'm a Turin Turambar wannebe.
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Post by Craze on Oct 28, 2004 20:27:13 GMT -5
Heh, what kind of a person is Turin? (Obviously, I really don't know.)
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