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Post by Veteranoftheconsolewars on Tue Mar 07, 2017 1:26 am

For more information on what to do in Saint City, please visit the plotting page here: click!
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**BRZZRT!! BRZZRT!! BRZZRT!!**
*WHUMPH!*
**BRZZRT!! BRZZRT!! BRZZRT!!**

     "Fuggin' al'rm..." Tricky groaned, his face buried under one less pillow. The silver fox had his head covered in a veritable mountain of comfort, sacrificing just one to throw at his annoyingly loud alarm clock. He barely had the strength of mind to drag himself from under his suffocatingly cozy pillow palace, but he managed to pull himself free despite his lack of willpower.

     "Fuggin' sleep..." Tricky's half-awake grievances continued, lamenting over the lack of revitalization chambers in the past. The idea of resting on a cloth surface that could be host to any number of germs he brought in with him from the outside was infuriating, just leaving the fox with one more thing to worry about as far as his mortality goes. The sooner people could rest in tightly sealed tubes which restored the body's various functions to maximum proficiency while decontaminating them in the midst of this rejuvenating process, the BETTER.

     It took a moment to slide his aching form off the mattress, trying to jar his mind from the groggy state of barely-functioning subconsciousness he felt trapped in. Even with just a small percentage of his brain working, he could tell this was going to be yet another bad day in 'Modern Day Gaia,' but he wasn't going to let that stop him from being a little productive... but only a little. At the very least, he got a full night of sleep without the couple next door porking it up like feral vermin.

     After a long, drawn-out process of getting up, microwaving his breakfast and stuffing his face with sodium-loaded proteins, it was time to get to work. A small, annoyed growl serviced as his 'greeting' for the landlord on his way out once again, making his way across the street and down a few blocks towards his little kingdom in the city. Dawn was barely hinted over the horizon, aggravating Tricky to no end as he turned his key in the door and made his way in to his place of business... Tricky's "Tricks of the Trade" was soon opened to the public once more for the next ten hours, most of which would be spent with him looking up porn or researching ways on how to extend his lifespan. Oh, how he hoped nobody would come in today.

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It is presently 6 AM in the morning in Saint City. Skies are partly cloudy, and the temperature sits at a nice 75 degrees outside. Traffic is currently mild. Crime is currently low with only the usual noise complaints and emotional couples arguing.


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Re: Saint City

Post by Mark the Hedgehog on Wed Mar 08, 2017 12:06 am

Mark walks up to Saint City and marks it off his map. "Welp here i am Saint City" he continues on into the city to hear the noise of this city "Welp this city sure doesn't have many saints" he continues on with his hands in his jacket pockets, now and then a car passes by. He notices someone in the alley way (Not Jared's) and he walks up to Mark, "Uh" he suddenly stabs Mark and takes his Pouch that contains many items he brung on his journey, Hes bleeding from his shoulder.


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Re: Saint City

Post by Jaredthefox92 on Wed Mar 08, 2017 12:48 am

While the morning is still dark and the sunlight hasn't really gotten out, a hooded figure hides in the alleyway near Trickey's home. The individual appears of average Mobian female height, and is wearing a dark cloak that covers their head and body. One oddity however is that they have a blue fox's tail sticking out behind themselves, and on one of their arms are bird feathers.

This individual seems to be staying out of sight and in the cover of darkness for the time being however.

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Re: Saint City

Post by Mark the Hedgehog on Wed Mar 08, 2017 10:31 pm

He tries to put pressure to put pressure on the stab wound and reaches for his bag and realizes he stole it "Hijo de puta" he says in Spanish. He sees Tricks of the Trade and runs to it with his hand over his wound he sees Tricky and says "I NEED ALCOHOL NOW!."
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Post by Veteranoftheconsolewars on Wed Mar 08, 2017 11:26 pm

A few minutes pass as Tricky boredly goes through his routine, propping up a few broken devices he took from the junkyard to use as props so it looked like he had work to do, resetting the security system so the stun rays could recharge briefly, and checking the footage to make sure nobody broke in and got themselves vaporized for touching any of his stuff. Sitting down at his desk, he'd take note of the tiny paper he had been ignoring for a while, grumbling to himself as he silently read the reminder he made for himself. Seems his past self and present were in conflict... His past self needed at least one more person around here to make it look like work was being done, but his PRESENT self didn't want to go through with the effort!

     15 minutes of groaning, whining, growling and pacing just to procrastinate, Tricky eventually drew on a piece of paper with black marker and taped it to the front of his building. It was blunt, crudely written, and it was probably going to annoy him later on in the day, but he got it done. After that, he went back to his desk and started browsing information on the latest breakthroughs in protein sequencing, with an extra tab open for Porntube when the stress of studying and putting effort out there became too much. Thank goodness for a chest-high desk.

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    Moments later, as he's just about to wander over to see if someone had any videos of heroes from the future laying claim to an entire harem of wenches, the doors burst open with a loudly-shouting Hedgehog bleeding in his store and looking upon him frantically, demanding he give him alcohol.

     Now, this was obviously not a fantastic move on Mark's part. This was a pretty sketchy part of Saint City. Drug dealers, drug users, homeless folk, gun runners, and others of that ilk populated this area, as well as a lot of feral vermin. Any number of people who stormed into his shop screaming at the top of their lungs could be on hallucinogenic substances, or even mentally handicapped! So, while it wasn't exactly in Mark's best interest... Tricky still acted accordingly when he gestured his hand over a secret scanner hidden under his desk, signalling the left corner stun ray behind Mark to fire off a numbing payload and render the overly excited hedgehog unconscious. (Permission granted through PM.)

     "... The Hell was THAT!?" Tricky got up out of his seat to walk around his desk and stand over Mark's crumpled up form, kneeling down and cupping his claw over his mouth so he wouldn't vomit at the sight of blood dripping down the hedgehog's shoulder. "A-ahhh, fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck, SHIT-fuck!" Hands quickly moved over his belt, using a spray to immediately disinfect the area surrounding the wound. His force bubble invisibly surrounded them, sterilizing their environment temporarily so he could generate a focused burst of heat by discharging some of the energy from his battery to cauterize the wound. Cauterizing it without sterilization would've been a slow and painful way to kill the Hedgehog with any number of infections that could've occurred, and as much as he hated the man for bleeding in front of him, he wasn't about to kill the guy!

     "J-just gotta... fuckin'... gotta hurl, REALLY gotta-" Having torn the jacket Mark was wearing at the sleeve to use as makeshift dressings, Tricky ran outside and braced himself with his palms against the doorway, leaning over and vomiting at the entrance to his store. "HURRGHLLKKFF!! *Kaff-kaff* Hhrrggh... HRRRLLGGHFF!!" Well, there went his microwaved breakfast, and last night's canned soup...

     A few minutes later, Tricky's shop was getting a few... curious leers from bypassers as they tried to avoid the pile of puke in front of his store. Some of them were distracted by the pool of bile at the front, while others could see some hedgehog propped up on a couple of chairs while Tricky was scrubbing the ground vigorously... Of course, anybody that lingered for too long earned his scorn and a few swear words to chase them away with. So far, today was going just... great. Still, at least nobody actually died, or at least nobody he knew in the immediate area.

     The effects of the stun ray wore off shortly after he finished obsessively cleaning the blood Mark so thoughtlessly spilled, allowing him to wake up from his brief state of unconsciousness. At the time, Tricky was laying his head down at his desk, feeling a bit headachey after barfing up so much. It sounded like he was mumbling something.

     "Ngggnnnghh, fuggin'... hedgehog, just fuggin' woke... bleedin' on my floor..."


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Re: Saint City

Post by Mark the Hedgehog on Thu Mar 09, 2017 12:06 am

Mark slowly opens his eyes waking from his unconsciousness and realizes the sharp pain on his shoulder and "Holy Combustible fucking Lemons." He looks up to see Tricky at his desk "What the damn Lunar Space Rock just happened?" He asks Tricky.


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Re: Saint City

Post by The Red Blur on Thu Mar 09, 2017 12:11 am

((uh... What's the turn order, here? Mark's posts are throwing me off...))

"Here we are. Saint City," the driver spoke, looking at the hedgehog sitting in the back seat through his rearview mirror. "That'll be 13," he said, holding out his hand. The hedgehog nodded, handing the exact change over to the driver. With a quiet "thank you," the hedgehog stepped out of the car. Before he could leave, though, the driver rolled down his window, speaking to the hedgehog with a small amount of fear "you be careful around here, bud. This place has all kinda scum."
"I know. I shouldn't be here for long," he replied, bowing dramatically as he said goodbye.

As soon as the car was out of sight, the hedgehog pulled out his phone, raising it to his ear "Rai, I'm here, what's this place called, again?"
"Tricks of the trade. Apparently they sell gadgets of the future, which means potential alien devices. I want you to investigate."
"Yeah, I know that much, just remember that this isn't for G.U.N.'s sake, it's for your peace of mind. I'll be seeing you soon."
"Be careful out there, Caen," were the last words that came over the phone as the call was ended. Caen sighed, putting the phone away in his breast pocket.

Soon enough, the young hedgehog found the store that was described to him, and he opened the door, before stopping when he noticed a male slumped against a chair "did I... Come at a bad time?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he stood in the doorway

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Re: Saint City

Post by Sea Bunny on Thu Mar 09, 2017 4:18 am

(Is this too much? ;;;

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I believe a post order will be decided once enough people have joined.)

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A long sigh escaped the mouth of a young sea bunny. She walked slowly along the sidewalk, starring down at what appeared to be a brochure. The image on the paper showed a beautiful city with gorgeous buildings, and luscious green-life where patches of natural land still existed. The sun shone just over the tallest of skyscrapers, creating heavenly rays that cast their light across the town, which complimented the city's vision.

However, upon looking up from the paper, she could clearly see that the broshure had nothing but lies to tell. She wondered what sort of underhanded advertisement company would exaggerate so much. Sure, they all do it to some extent, but the city looks like a completely different place. There was no resemblance at all. Upon thinking on it further, it didn't take long to put two and two together. Of course, a scummy company, for a scummy city.

She had been sent here, forced to take a vacation from her job of fighting on the front lines out on the ocean, battling monstrous creatures that roam the seas, but it looks like whoever was in charge of this did not take the time to do any proper researching. Her team expressed concern for her constant desire to fight, believing that she is too obsessed with her job, which may be true. They wanted her to take some time off and focus on something else, but ironically, they didn't seem too worried about choosing a location for her to stay that didn't seem like it was riddled with criminals and other unlawful people. How ridiculous.

She had arrived in the city about an hour ago, moving on foot since she couldn't get a ride. She had requested transportation by cab to the hotel she was supposed to be staying at, but it didn't seem like the driver was in the mood to actually be doing his job. He merely spat at her and drove off. What a friendly town.

As she proceeded along the pathway, a red hedgehog in green clothing had darted right past her into the shop just beside her. Soon after, she heard shouts coming from inside. It appeared that said hedgehog was demanding alcohol. This struck her as a little odd. She scanned over the front of the shop, finding its name, "Tricks of the Trade". To her, the place didn't seem like it would sell alcoholic beverages. She had believed he was demanding a drink, unaware of the type of alcohol the hedgehog was actually seeking. 

As she looked at the store's front, something else had caught her attention. It was writings on the window that let passers-by know the place was hiring. The handwriting was poor and the comment at the end was unprofessional, "AVALIABLE UNTIL I'M TIRED OF LISTENING". Charming. Despite everything, she decided to keep this message in mind.

As she was looking at the writing, through the glass, she saw a beam of light hit the hedgehog, and soon after he fell limplessly onto the ground. 

She was unsure of what to make of the situation, but seeing what that laser was capable of grabbed her interest. She began to wonder if she could use such a gadget to help her on the battlefield, or maybe it could be something she could use for her own personal gain.

She remained distracted by her own mind as Tricky sterilized the hedgehog's wound in his own unique way, but she soon snapped back to reality once she saw a silver figure from the corner of her eye rush out of the store.

She watched him as he bent over, and let the contents of his stomach find its way onto the ground right in front of his shop. The unpleasant noises he was making didn't make the sight any better either. A look of disgust appeared on the sea bunny's face as she watched the scene unfold. As the fox went back inside, she couldn't help but to stare a little longer at what lovely creation he had upchucked onto the walkway.

Luckily, her mind was taken off of that as another red hedgehog approached the store. When he had inquired if this was a bad time, she couldn't help but to respond to him in her head. 'Yes, it is...'

Despite what had gone on, she found herself more interested in the technology inside Tricks of the Trade, rather than concerned about the unconseous hedgehog and vomiting fox. Given the condition of the city itself, she went ahead and tried to convince herself that this was normal. 

She stepped over the mess on the ground, and slipped past the Cean who was holding the door open and standing somewhat in the way. She took a moment to analyze the store, taking in her surroundings, but stopped once she caught sight of Mark and Tricky.


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Re: Saint City

Post by Jaredthefox92 on Thu Mar 09, 2017 2:03 pm

(I'm switching characters, because apparently I cannot play as Alex here)


Thus I'll have to be Lilly.

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Post by Veteranoftheconsolewars on Fri Mar 10, 2017 3:17 am

(Updated the plotting thread. We'll soon be establishing a post order this saturday.)

     Oh. Fantastic! MORE PEOPLE! No, that's just fine, Tricky wanted more people to divert his aching brain's attention towards. Figures, on the day he actually tries to do something he hated, things decided to go pear-shaped on him!

     "Lordhelpme- No! Everything's fine!" Tricky yelled, holding his gloved claw over his aching head while his sharp eyes squinted under the dim light of his store, trying not to let his puke-headache get worse. Taking note of the two new figures who decided to enter his store on one of the worst days possible so far, he props his head up with one hand points at them in turn, from the white fluffy lady that just entered his shop, to the red hedgehog that just stepped in, and finally on the... OTHER red hedgehog that ran in here screaming earlier.

    "Okay, you?" He started, finger pointed towards the sea bunny. He paused for a full minute before he'd finally address her. "Web design, security, filing, stock and inventory, or assistant manager. Take your pick and spit out whatever qualifications you've got."
"You?" he continued, swinging his pointed claw towards Caen. "You get second pick. No bitching about it if she gets the job you want. Ladies go first." How... chivalrous. "Judgin' by those chop-sticks you're carrying, you want something security related. Tough shit, if she picks it first, then you better be able to handle some C++ or haul a lot of machines around. And if you swing either of those wastes of good metal around inside of my shop and dent one piece of machinery, you'll pay." He sounded dreadfully serious... up until he quickly elaborated: "And I mean pay a TON. Shit's expensive. Also, do you know this dude? He kinda looks like you. No offense, I don't mean to say all hedgehogs look like each other, or that all hedgehogs know each other, buuuut you're both red, and you're both hedgehogs. Fuckitnevermindhe'swakingupI'llaskhim-"
"AS for you!" He hurriedly follows up, finally landing his pointed digit over at Mark. "I'll have you know it's rude to bleed all over someone's store, and it's rude to scream in people's faces. Gave me a fuckin' heart attack back there... You're lucky you fainted like that, 'else I would've beaned you in the head." Implying he would ever try something that involved violent physical contact. "You looked and sounded homeless, comin' in here all loud and screamin' for booze. Look, I treated you for your... wound... Ugh! So, kindly pick up a mop, clean my barf off the pavement outside, and then if you still want to stick around, I can use you as a janitor around here. If not, clean my barf up anyway, it's your fault I threw up, and then haul your ass back to wherever you came from!"

    Grumbling, he'd sweep his gaze over the three of them one more time. "... So, any questions? Don't keep me waiting, I'm having a rough day."

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Post by Jaredthefox92 on Fri Mar 10, 2017 4:30 am

(re-entering my character)

In the nearby alleyway a person with a cloak was hiding in the shadows. This particular individual appeared as a rather tall person, (at least for a Mobian anyways). They were wearing some odd Russian like hat, a ushanka upon their head as they stowed away in seclusion and secrecy.

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Post by The Red Blur on Fri Mar 10, 2017 7:46 am

As the fox went on his rant, the hedgehog merely stepped back, crossing his arms and listening to his words. By the sounds of it, he was being offered a job. Potentially advantageous, but definitely highly dangerous, especially with a rather... Irritable employer. When he mentioned a pile of 'barf' outside, the hedgehog turned back, noting how he had walked right through it. He screwed up his face, trying his best not to vocalise his disgust.

When the poor fellow had finally decided to finish, asking for questions, Caen chuckled. "You've got me all wrong, good sir," he replied in a surprisingly posh voice, even by Caen's usual standards, "I am not here to work, I am here as a customer," he bowed dramatically, "Caen Flare. Actor, and a surprisingly good fighter, if I say so myself. Although, it appears you've already taken note of that," he remarked before laughing. "Still, I am looking for the man named 'Tricky', or something like that."

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Post by Mark the Hedgehog on Fri Mar 10, 2017 12:19 pm

"I hope you know boose is used for a medkit and also..." he checks for his pouch "Fuck" he gets up ignoring his pain in his left arm to get the person who stool his pouch. 

He catches up to him and gets out his Glock 18 and shoots at him "GET THE FUCK OVER HERE" he shoots at him while running but misses. He stops to catch his breath "Fuuuuck." he looks back and walks back to the shop he puts his Glock back into his Holster.
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Post by Sea Bunny on Sat Mar 11, 2017 12:37 am

(Sudden Character Update: I previously mentioned how my character has trouble speaking, as though she would be a total mess when trying to communicate. I realized that this doesn't really work to well with her, so instead, I have decided to make it so that she speaks softly, and mumbles quite a bit from time to time. 

She is still a character going through a bit of development, but I doubt something like this will happen again.

Anyway, this will require me to edit my previous post in order to follow with this change. Of course, doing so will have no major effect on the roleplay.)

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The sea bunny was a little taken aback when Tricky had addressed her. Despite the surprise, her expression didn't too change much; it never really did. She constantly possessed a look that made her appear tired and disinterested, no matter what she felt.

When the fox started listing off what appeared to be job positions, she became confused, especially when he demanded for her to state her qualifications. What was the meaning of this? She soon remembered the message on the window. Of course he'd (probably) be expecting job-seekers to enter his store. However, the fact that he immediately jumped to the conclusion that they were here for work, and not here as customers, made her think of him to be rather impulsive.

She's one to hardly speak, even to the point where others would think of her as a mute, but once Cean had cleared up his reason for being in the store, she figured she would do the same. She placed her hand on her chin and closed her eyes, looking calm and composed. She spoke in a soft voice, "Well..." She paused for a moment as if she forgot what she was going to say.

During this time, Mark replied to Tricky. The hedgehog darted out of the store shortly after doing so. To her, it felt like mere moments passed before she heard shouting and gunshots in the distance. This reminded her of just what kind of city she was in. Upon thinking on it, she concluded that it might actually be better to spend a fair bit of her "vacation" in a place that actually contained something of her interest, rather than enjoying all of what this city had to offer.

She wanted to make a good impression, so she immediately fixed her posture. She stood up straight, and held her head up high with her arms down by her side. It appeared as though she was about to speak loudly and clearly, but that was not the case. She spoke in a soft, yet serious voice. "My name is Breezy. I'm looking to fill in the position for security. I am a soldier trained in military combat, including close-quarters and firearms." As if to show off, she removed what appeared to be a hand-sized life preserver from her side. She pressed a small button on the inside of the ring, and the objected morphed itself into a decently sized gun. 

The weapon itself possessed unique features, including the fact that what looked like a harpoon spear was located below the barrel. The weapon appeared to be custom made, but certainly not by her. She was not particularly good with certain technologies... or a lot of technologies for that matter.

"And if needed, I can also take on stock and inventory. I spent several years assisting my father on a cargo ship. I know how to handle inventory with utmost care." She was fascinated by the store's gadgets, and would have loved to take a closer look at them. She was more interested in seeing what each one actually does rather than figuring out the science behind them, not that she'd be able to understand that. It was almost like she wanted to play with them as if they were toys. 

It was a little selfish of her to want to take on two positions. It might've been good for the employer, but it definatley wasn't fair for any of the other possible candidates that may want to work in those positions. Of course, if someone wanted either of those, she would humbly step down from one.

When she heard the door to the shop open, she looked over to find Mark walking in. She was suprised to see that he had returned.
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Post by Mark the Hedgehog on Sat Mar 11, 2017 1:41 am

Mark leans on the wall to catch his breath, he takes out his Glock and checks the round "9, 9 bullets" he says to himself under his breath he puts the mag back in, cocks the hammer back, puts it to safety, and puts it in his holster.

He looks over to Tricky and resumes the conversation "So i'm supposed to clean up YOUR vomit and my blood from the floor" he resumes "from a stab wound in my shoulder from being mugged?"
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Post by Jaredthefox92 on Sat Mar 11, 2017 3:11 pm

The cloaked figure appeared to have taken notice of the conversation going on with the others and decided to snoop into it. As this particular individual moved they remained in the shadows and tried their best to stay out of sight. They crept quietly towards the the edge of the wall and listened in.

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Post by Veteranoftheconsolewars on Sat Mar 11, 2017 10:01 pm

(TURN ORDER ESTABLISHED!!! PLEASE REVIEW THE PLOTTING THREAD FOR DETAILS ON WHO GETS TO POST WHEN.)

     Scowling, Tricky would roll his eyes. "What the hell are you doing in a dump like this, then? Don't actors have enough money to get their shit fixed up at cleaner and nicer repair shop? Look, if you're here on referral, I don't do rewards points or that kind of thing. I just fix what needs fixin', that's it." Tricky pointed out his swords once more, seeming rather fixated on outdated things like melee weapons. "Unless those metal toothpicks of yours are REALLY big and unnecessarily ornate USB drives that you spilled your coffee on, I don't think you need my help."

     He then turned to correct the OTHER red hedgehog, but he went out and started waving his gun around, shooting at something or someone. Again... that was pretty common around here. He was acting more and more like the crazy hobo he thought he was, only now he was about 20 times more dangerous since he carried a gun on him. Tricky would've frisked him for any weapons earlier, but the whole 'bleeding on his property' thing got him distracted.

     The sea bunny was acknowledged once more, this time with additional disdain for her lackadaisical expression. At least she made her name known to him, unlike half of all the red hedgehogs he'd ever met in the city... Of course, considering he had only met 2 red hedgehogs since moving here, that was a pretty damn small sample size, BUT HALF WAS HALF DAMMIT!

     "Breezy, okay then!" Tricky clapped his palms together, putting on a smile, surprising of all things. "Security and inventory, sure, why not? Never said you were limited to one. Never said you'd get paid for both, either, but I'll be... fair and pay you a little overtime whenever you decide to help with inventory. Security's simple, you make sure that nobody breaks in whenever I'm out taking care of other things. Restrain thieves, break kneecaps if you have to, but no blood or breaking anything in the store." He paused for a moment to consider if he'd elaborated on everything, lighting up with a snap of his fingers as he continued. "No bone chips or organs, either. I want a clean shop around here, and it's clear 'Crazy McGlock-enspiel' back there might end up eating the broom I give him before he actually ends up cleaning anything up."

     SPEAKING of which, Mark ran right back inside! Though, despite the fact he was willing to whip out his piece and run shooting after someone, he wasn't any less employable by Tricky's standards. Living in a shitty place like this meant you had to take what you could get, even if the person might try sacrificing the neighborhood cat to some kind of moon god or something thereabouts.

     "No, I took care of your blood. Thankfully you didn't manage to let that much drip on the floor, and I cleaned the stains out of your jacket with some aerosol detergent I made. You're welcome, by-the-by. All YOU have to do is clean up the puke YOU helped make by running in hear, screaming in my face and dragging your gaping wound in here for." He pointed straight out the door, raising his voice. "I don't care if it was a mugging, or if you were trying some new kind of masochistic fetish! You're better now, so stop whining and start cleaning before I call the cops on your ass for waving a gun around! This place might be the worst side of the city, but even assholes like ME have a right to live in fear of veiled threats, not immediate ones like you and your trigger-happy finger." He clapped his hands twice together, like a master summoning his servant or turning off automatic lights. "Dust bin or mop, your choice, they're right there in the corner! Grab your sawdust! Go right ahead and clean that barf up, sweepy!!"

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(Skip Mark? )

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Post by Veteranoftheconsolewars on Wed Mar 15, 2017 6:33 pm

Jaredthefox92 wrote:(Skip Mark? )
(It's been 4 days, the time limit is 2, so yes. Skip mark. Further more, if they haven't posted by their time limit, just assume you're going to skip them so you don't pollute the thread with confirmation posts.)

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Post by Jaredthefox92 on Thu Mar 16, 2017 12:25 am

The cloaked individual  became more curious as they moved past the wall and into the darkness behind them to observe what they were talking about. Whatever the issue of this cloaked individual was they appeared to be either lonely, have a malicious purpose, or just otherwise bored. They moved into the darkness so quickly that only the flapping of their cloak would perhaps be heard.

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Post by The Red Blur on Sat Mar 18, 2017 12:04 am

The hedgehog crossed his arms as he listened to the fox continue his erratic ramblings. Frankly, it was starting to seem more and more unappealing to try to take up any kind of job at this shop, as Caen believed the poor man just needs someone to slap him, and tell him to 'snap out of it'.

Caen opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, the other hedgehog ran out of the door, now carrying a firearm, and using this against... Someone? From his reaction, presumably his attacker. Either that, or he was genuinely mentally unstable. Or both.

He coughed, "y-yes, well..." He started, still continuing this somewhat fake accent, "I'm not exactly here for a repair... I have an... Informant, who claims you sell certain... Gadgets. I'd like to see what you have on offer," he smiled, trying to remain... Reassuring, possibly? He wasn't quite sure why, himself.

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Post by Sea Bunny on Sat Mar 18, 2017 7:16 pm

Breezy saluted him, and held that position, giving Tricky confirmation that she understood what he had told her. Her eyes widened slightly with interest when he basically stated that'd it'd be okay for her to break some bones and damage some organs. Violence excited her. Sure, she could go out and get herself into some dangerous situations, especially in this kind of city, but she never threw herself into something for the sake of it; she always wanted to get something out of it without acting against her morals.

She appreciated the freedom to do as she pleased with whoever dared to act out of line. However, she was set with limitations that were placed in order to keep the store clean. It looked like she wouldn't be able to take actions that would end up dirtying the shop. She would either have to refrain herself or take things outside. 

Her eyes began to wander, scanning over the store once more, looking at all it had to offer. She had stopped listening once he had moved on from speaking to her to someone else, and began thinking on what each of the store's gadgets were capable of. She wanted to find out what they all did, but kept herself from grabbing the nearest object and fiddling with it.
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Post by Veteranoftheconsolewars on Tue Mar 21, 2017 1:44 am

(Apologies for the delay, sickness and a busy schedule)

     This was a fine kettle of fish... Pinching the bridge of his snout, Tricky would take a moment to absorb this information dump... For starters, his left ear twitched as he heard a small *PING* come from his monitor, indicating someone was snooping around the store's perimeter rather than standing out in front. He'd have to tap into the street cameras later and see who was ambling around, but that'd come much later when there weren't any witnesses... Wasn't much he could do about some weirdo scoping the place out while he was busy entertaining these folks.

     Since Mark was just standing their gawking, Tricky would clap his hands a second time with a more annoyed scowl on his face. "I said move it, princess! Princess and Sweepy are both you, by the way, if you couldn't tell. I'm elaborating because you're just standing there like you took your brain and stuck it up your ass. I'm not paying you to just wait around... You can either take your job as a janitor here, or you can walk someplace else in the city. I don't care what you do, but you better clean up the mess you caused first!" The longer it took for him to do as he asked, the more he'd degrade the gun-happy hedgehog.

     Not wanting to carry his frustration over to Caen (as he didn't want to be seen as a total racist...) he'd take a deep breath and calm himself down. He needed to, especially after hearing that horrible delivery! "Look, pal... You should probably quit acting, because- if you were trying to be subtle? That, right there? That was akin to blowing off a few air-horns while raising a sign that says 'I like shady dealings!' on it." He'd walk up to him and pat a hand on his back, if Caen would let him. "This street here? It's chock full of some of the most crooked dealers and pimps you can find. I'm sure whatever little sinful hobby you're into can be found anywhere else but here. Good luck with whatever auditions you've got comin' in the future. You're GONNA NEED IT!"

*Pssshhh...*

     ... Well, it would've been a better door-slamming end to the conversation if his doors actually, y'know, slammed, but he'd just have to settle for the pathetic hiss of a push-and-pull with breaks installed to prevent any glass from shattering. Well, better to save money than to properly deliver a verbal burn with a loud slam to emphasize the- whatever, this pontification was dragging on to long and he had other shit to do today!

     Glancing back at Breezy, he'd utter a gentle reminder. "Just... keep away from anything that looks like a button or a switch. There's a lot of broken crap here that would take your face off and not even think twice. Or once, it's a machine, you get the drill, but hopefully not the drill to your face." Safety training cleared! Who needed a power point presentation when you could illustrate the horrors of having your face sucked off? Good job, boss! Well, it wasn't like there was anything too valuable there anyways... Most of it was just stuff he found at the dump!

     The idea was to make it look like he had a large work load, which made him seem more important, and made his services cost more to get ahead of 'other clients.' From broken televisions to someone's busted mailbox, he pretty much had all manner of metal and plastic junk strewn about. One man's trash was another man's means of scamming others, after all! All of it sanitized, of course... He wasn't going to go through another purging fiasco after the last time he had a microbe from the past infiltrate his body.

     Seemed like everything was going to go smoothly now after that little hectic introduction to three new freaks in the city. At least he managed to get one of them on his side, and possibly two if his little trick worked... Outside, Caen could feel something poking against his neck from the collar of his coat. Trying to scratch that itch revealed something smooth, like paper... A small note? It read... "East Benham ST 7170." With any luck he'd commit it to memory, because right after his eyes swept over it, the paper started crumbling into dust in the palm of his hand! Mysterious... Well, for now it didn't seem like Tricky was interested in seeing him any further. Perhaps there'd be something to help pass the time in the city?


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Post by The Red Blur on Mon Mar 27, 2017 7:38 pm

((sorry about how long this has taken me! Will get it done tonight!))

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Post by The Red Blur on Mon Mar 27, 2017 10:35 pm

The fox's reaction to Caen's question was... Less than desirable, even if he was correct. Then again, the entire place looked a little shady, by the hedgehog's thoughts. Old broken televisions and bent up mailboxes were telltale signs to those with an IQ higher than a potato that this was not just any old electrical repair shop. Seriously, some of the stuff looked out-of-date, even by this shabby city's standards! The fox placed a hand on his shoulder, and explained the type of people you'd expect to find in the city. Just what exactly did he think the poor hedgehog was looking for? From his guess, potentially things that, frankly, would be too... Risqué to write down.

Either way, Caen appeared to be out of luck, for now. With a huff, he turned towards the exit. "I'll be seeing you," he said, waving towards the sea bunny as he left.

Well, first things first, the hedgehog now had to find some sort of accommodation, meaning he had to spend a night here. Great. Just as he was about to look at his options, he felt something... Odd against his neck. He reached into his collar, thinking it was a tag out of place, or something, and felt a piece of paper. With a raised eyebrow, he read the letters aloud. "East Benham, ST 7170..." He spoke, almost immediately committing the address to memory. It was a good thing he did, as well, as the paper suddenly disintegrated, leaving a pile of dust in his hand. How peculiar. With a shake of the hand, the dust fell to the ground. "Well, guess I've got to find something to do until the place closes."

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