Insanity Clinic: Season Two

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

Aventine walked in and... well, did what she needed to do. She washed her hands and turned around-

A mid-twenties woman in a mistcloak stood holding a glass knife to her throat. "It's been a couple weeks, sure, but I'm sure my employer would be happier with a late delivery than none."

"JAR MAN HELP!" Aventine screamed

@Cash67

 

"HOLD ON" he shouts. He tries to get in. damn. locked. He runs back and slams into the door, knocking it off. "I was born a woman, i dont care about your arguments right now" he snarls the the would-be assassin. "No touchy the lady"

[Cash67]

2 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Aventine walked in and... well, did what she needed to do. She washed her hands and turned around-

A mid-twenties woman in a mistcloak stood holding a glass knife to her throat. "It's been a couple weeks, sure, but I'm sure my employer would be happier with a late delivery than none."

"JAR MAN HELP!" Aventine screamed

@Cash67

 

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I is confuzzled on mechanics of doppelgängers, could you send a pm explaining real quick so I operate within the set rules?

 

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

"HOLD ON" he shouts. He tries to get in. damn. locked. He runs back and slams into the door, knocking it off. "I was born a woman, i dont care about your arguments right now" he snarls the the would-be assassin. "No touchy the lady"

"This isn't your business," the assassin said, Soothing him. "Please, just let us handle the situation on our own."

Aventine shook her head profusely.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

"This isn't your business," the assassin said, Soothing him. "Please, just let us handle the situation on our own."

Aventine shook her head profusely.

Jar man slackens a little bit, his eyes drooping, but then a strange instinct takes over: he reaches into his shirt, pulls out a small vial of dust, and snorts it. He grins. "Yes, if your gonna do this, i am absolutely your business."

[Through the Living Hope]

2 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

Jar man slackens a little bit, his eyes drooping, but then a strange instinct takes over: he reaches into his shirt, pulls out a small vial of dust, and snorts it. He grins. "Yes, if your gonna do this, i am absolutely your business."

The Mistborn held the knife in place to Aventine's throat - if anything she pressed it in farther. She seemed to be trying to figure out what kind of metal he'd inhaled.

The knife had hit Aventine's throat. A small speck of blood dripped on the glass blade.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said:

The Mistborn held the knife in place to Aventine's throat - if anything she pressed it in farther. She seemed to be trying to figure out what kind of metal he'd inhaled.

The knife had hit Aventine's throat. A small speck of blood dripped on the glass blade.

He grins. "Nope. leave her alone or i get really pissed off, and me pissed off is not something you want to deal with." he pauses. "Take the knife away"

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

He grins. "Nope. leave her alone or i get really pissed off, and me pissed off is not something you want to deal with." he pauses. "Take the knife away"

"Mind your own business," the Mistborn said. She Pushed on his belt buckle and sent him through the door.

Just now, Cash67 said:

DG Pic starts to pull out objects to make a ruckus, but thinks better of it as it would probably be best to prevent more death. 
 

Instead, he begins a low growl, causing himself to bulk up slightly. 

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He's not there right now and I "control" all the DGs

 

Edited January 29, 2024 by Spark of Hope

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

"Mind your own business," the Mistborn said. She Pushed on his belt buckle and sent him through the door.

Jar man flies back, his eyes wild. "Hell no" he growls. "No way" he launches forward, far too fast even for a pewterarm, his arm grabbing the knife away. 

[Cash67]

1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said:

"Mind your own business," the Mistborn said. She Pushed on his belt buckle and sent him through the door.

 

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RETCON! Removing post. 

 

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

Jar man flies back, his eyes wild. "Hell no" he growls. "No way" he launches forward, far too fast even for a pewterarm, his arm grabbing the knife away. 

He wasn't careful, however- the knife scraped across Aventine's neck and drew a line of blood.

The Mistborn was pissed now.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

9 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

He wasn't careful, however- the knife scraped across Aventine's neck and drew a line of blood.

The Mistborn was pissed now.

jar man grins. "thisll be fun!"

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

jar man grins. "thisll be fun!"

Aventine held her hand over the cut in her neck, trying to help the blood clot. She felt inside and had just enough zinc to make one move. She Rioted Jar Man's passion and anger.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

Aventine held her hand over the cut in her neck, trying to help the blood clot. She felt inside and had just enough zinc to make one move. She Rioted Jar Man's passion and anger.

jar man grins wider. "oh, youre gonna die for that one..." he launches forward, his arm blurring as he strikes.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

jar man grins wider. "oh, youre gonna die for that one..." he launches forward, his arm blurring as he strikes.

Fear flashed in the Mistborn's eyes for a moment, but it vanished quickly. She easily dodged his blows.

Atium, Aventine thought. How could I forget about Mistborn and atium!

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

Fear flashed in the Mistborn's eyes for a moment, but it vanished quickly. She easily dodged his blows.

Atium, Aventine thought. How could I forget about Mistborn and atium!

His eyes grew wild. "damn you..." he goes still, then staggers forward, watching carefully, he lunges.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

His eyes grew wild. "damn you..." he goes still, then staggers forward, watching carefully, he lunges.

Before he lunged, the Mistborn moved quickly to her left, JM's right.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

Before he lunged, the Mistborn moved quickly to her left, JM's right.

jar man grins. "messed up there." and changes his body momentum, slamming into the mistborn, cracking ribs and digging his fingers into his opponents chest. "Die" and he slices the mistborn's throat open, doing what should have killed him.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

jar man grins. "messed up there." and changes his body momentum, slamming into the mistborn, cracking ribs and digging his fingers into his opponents chest. "Die" and he slices the mistborn's throat open, doing what should have killed him.

The Mistborn went limp, and Aventine stared in horror.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

The Mistborn went limp, and Aventine stared in horror.

he grins a little maniacly. "No one touches you while i live." then his eyes droop, and he falls, snoring.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

he grins a little maniacly. "No one touches you while i live." then his eyes droop, and he falls, snoring.

"Jar Man!" she moved over to him, her hand still on her neck. With her other hand, she took his pulse and let out a sigh of relief. He's not dead, thank goodness.

She looked at the Mistborn - she'd recognized her. She was nobility, just like Aventine. This Mistborn was from House Urbain, a political rival of House Erikell.

He would've hired a Mistborn from a rival house. It'd make it far less likely to be traced to him.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

"Jar Man!" she moved over to him, her hand still on her neck. With her other hand, she took his pulse and let out a sigh of relief. He's not dead, thank goodness.

She looked at the Mistborn - she'd recognized her. She was nobility, just like Aventine. This Mistborn was from House Urbain, a political rival of House Erikell.

He would've hired a Mistborn from a rival house. It'd make it far less likely to be traced to him.

Jar man snores, blood covering him and his fingers covered in the red liquid.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

Jar man snores, blood covering him and his fingers covered in the red liquid.

Aventine frowned. Her hand still covered her cut. This couldn't be her blood-

She wanted to smack herself. There was a disemboweled corpse sitting a few feet away.

Speaking of, maybe we should get out of here before anyone finds that.

She wrapped one of his arms around her shoulders and took a couple steps. She almost fell. He was too heavy for her to carry, and the smell of drugs almost made her have a panic attack.

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said:

Aventine frowned. Her hand still covered her cut. This couldn't be her blood-

She wanted to smack herself. There was a disemboweled corpse sitting a few feet away.

Speaking of, maybe we should get out of here before anyone finds that.

She wrapped one of his arms around her shoulders and took a couple steps. She almost fell. He was too heavy for her to carry, and the smell of drugs almost made her have a panic attack.

jar man stirs, his eyes fluttering open, then he stands. "alright, clean up time" then he pulls out a mop. 

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, TheRavenHasLanded said:

jar man stirs, his eyes fluttering open, then he stands. "alright, clean up time" then he pulls out a mop. 

"Ehr-" She fell down as Jar Man pulled away from her. She groaned hitting the floor, then stood up again. 

"I think we have bigger problems to worry about. We don't want to be around the corpse when it's found - which is who knows how soon. We need to get out of here - now."

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

"Ehr-" She fell down as Jar Man pulled away from her. She groaned hitting the floor, then stood up again. 

"I think we have bigger problems to worry about. We don't want to be around the corpse when it's found - which is who knows how soon. We need to get out of here - now."

jar man sighs. "alright." he pulls out a jar, collects some of the blood, takes both eyes and puts them in a different jar and stands up. "Lets go"