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  1. Hello, I exist! I don’t agree with the votes on Fura, and I’m too paranoid to trust a praise vote to anyone yet. Analysis (and RP) to come later (promise).
  2. I’m in. You can see the character I’m using for this in the Chracters thread, Alask Ao. He hasn’t really got much Investiture, except for maybe having a Shade Spiked to his soul, though that’s more of a weakness. It doesn’t really make him any more powerful. Amateurly skilled in lockpicking and proficient in safe-cracking. Talented at improvising things on the spot. Not the best at combat, doesn’t carry weapons.
  3. A random Ghostblood walked up to one and hugged it.
  4. Standing up, Max nodded. "You're right. Yeah. He probably wants to help." The waiter came over to collect the bill but one he realised all they'd had was water he backed off, quietly shaking his head. As Max stood up, stretched, and pushed in his chair, he froze midway. "I should get a cape," he said. "A cape would look cool, right? Especially now that I'm permanently in this armour. Hmm, yes. I need a cape." With that, Max ran off, waving bye to Althea and making his way to the Canton.
  5. Max's response was cold and quiet. "I don't need to be able to fight abominations if I can control them." He wasn't able to get another response in before the old man left. Rust. Max turned to Althea. "It's sort of important, I guess. Master Sheonar wants me to come to the Canton, to 'talk'. Do you think he knows? How do you think he'll react?" @Sorana
  6. *Full of broken thoughts*
  7. You’re moustache is beyond compare. It lives in its own dimension. I can’t even look at it for very long because I’m afraid the awesomeness will blind me. It rivals Mac’s (Don’t tell him I said that ). Gancho, you are my inspiration for being funny. Some people are annoying when they try to be funny, not you. You’re actually funny. Good job.
  8. Max’s turned back to the beggar. How had the rusting man afforded to eat here if he was so poor? “Someone as soft as a Ghostblood?” Max looked the beggar. “So then tell me, Mr. Beggar, what would you consider ‘not soft’? Looking at your age, you probably saw the Seven Day War? What’s were you doing during that, huh? Biting your nails in a safe bunker while the Ghostbloods fought?” He considered the other question, and internally debated whether she should tell the man. After all, rumours spread, and worse way to start off than with a beggar? “Personal reasons,” he said quickly. “Personal reasons. And hey, to get you away, I’m going to do you a favour.” He turned to the waiter by the beggar’s table. “I’ll pay for whatever drinks he had since he probably couldn’t afford it anyway. “He reached his pocket for money and came up with a small slip of paper. A note was written on it. Meet me at the Canton. Master Sheonar’s handwriting. Max sat down, forgetting about what he’d said to the bartender. “Huh.” @Nohadon
  9. Max laughed, and for a fraction of a second he wasn’t insane. “I’m glad we can agree on that,” he said, finally. Max leaned forward in his seat. “And hey, I don’t think you’re an outcast freak. You’re pretty cool, actually. People just need to get to know you, beyond the eyes.” He smiled. “So we’re in this together, then? Woah, that’s... that’s awesome! But thank you. Without this, I don’t where I would be right now. Probably going insane.” He laughed. @Sorana
  10. *I wear this crown of thorns*
  11. Max turned back to Althea. He was still surprised how much she was trying to help him. From insanity to Lusk to the Nightwatcher, she was helping him, and Max didn’t know why. Perhaps she was just kind. Such people were few and far between these days. “You’re right about Lusk,” he said. “If we can overule him, I would like to do so and break his bones while we’re at it.. You’re support would be heavily appreciated.” He focuses on the other answer. The Nightwatcher. She’d requested to go with him? “I’ve heard the Nightwatcher is dangerous, but the things in my head are growing louder day by day, and if I snap, I might be more of a danger.” He looked at her. “But you going with me? You’d want me to meet the Nightwatcher? Why would you risk yourself for that?” He looked at her closer, looked at those red eyes of hers. “Unless,” He said, slowly. “You’re thinking of making a wish yourself?” @Sorana
  12. Max looked down, and screamed thinking. She was trying hard to comfort him. He appreciated it deeply. “I.. I would really like that, actually.” He took a deep breath and looked up, meeting her eyes squarely, keeping his voice level. “But I doubt it could happen. You know Lusk? The idiot at the Ball? Well, after that he got promoted. Council Member. Apparently he killed the last guy in a duel or something, anyway, he’s obsessed with my skills. “He came to Mara’s funeral. You know what he said to me, the day my sister died? ‘You’re promoted.’ I swear, I’m going to kill him one day. Not even metaphorically, literally. He won’t even see it coming. All he’ll see is a shadow behind him and boom, snapped neck. Won’t it be satisfying? Just watching his head dislocate from his body, the pleasant ‘snap’ the broken bones, ooh, it’ll be fun, won’t it? Maybe I’ll keep him alive, make the pain last. You know a broken femur is one of the most painful things to break? Maybe I’ll start with that. It’ll be great, it’ll be, it’ll be...” Max trailed off as he realized what he was saying. Oh, no. Who else in the restaurant had heard that? “I’m so sorry,” he said as he drank all his water in one go and stabbed everyone in sight violently tried to block out the voices. The screams. “I’m not myself. I doubt I’ll ever be. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have to be like this, I feel like killing people can’t control what I think. I..” A thought sprung in his head. A crazy one. “What do you think of the Nightwatcher?” His train of thought was interrupted as he heard the old man, once again talking about a Mara he killed. The one in the duel. The same Mara. He claimed if he never knew Mara she wouldn’t die. “Excuse me for interrupting,” turning to the table with the beggar and the waiter. “But that was my sister you’re talking about.” He chuckled hostilely. He was not ok. “And I doubt you had a thing with her death. So just enjoy your drink, ok? And maybe don’t claim responsibility for doing something you didn’t do in front of someone who did.” He looked to the waiter. “How many drinks has he had?” “Thirty.” “That’ll explain it.” @Sorana @Nohadon
  13. Hey Nohadon! Glad you’d been convinced. Yes, it’s a lot like Mafia, the first post explains any differences or added rules for this specific game.
  14. Max noticed the old beggar speaking names and gettin drunk, and was just ignoring him when he heard the exchange: “Who’s this one to?” “The last person I killed this week.” A pause. And then, “Mara.” Surely it was a coincidence. Surely he didn’t mean Max’s sister. That would’ve been absurd. Max resumed his conversation with Althea.
  15. As she spoke Max dipped his straw into his water and drank from it. She answered vaguely, but it was to be expected. A conversation between assassins never was straightforward. She asked what he was specialised on. Max answered. “They had me down as a normal assassin at first,” he said. “When they learnt of my Nicrosil-enhanced Riots, they promoted me and started giving me training. They want me to control Spiked. Like the Abominations the DA had? They were making their own, and because I can Riot they wanted me to control them. “They keep ordering I come and see their army, so they can do tests on how many I can control at a time,” Max said. “But I’ve been putting it off.” He hesitated, and then added: “I’m scared” “They have a lot of monsters they want me to control, and while I don’t doubt I could do it, I don’t think I would be the same afterwards. “My insanity started when I cracked my mind Rioting Atticus. That was one person. What if, when I’m controlling all of these Spiked, a whole army, what if I just snap? What if I go fully insane? With a whole army under me?” The glass in his hand shattered. Max hadn’t even noticed how hard he was gripping it in his gauntlet. “I would kill so many people. And... I wouldn’t be able to live with myself after that.” @Sorana
  16. “Thanks,” Max said, taking the straw and twirling it between his fingers. He thought about his life with the Ghostbloods, how it had all started. How he got her killed. “Almost 10 years, now,” he said. “I joined when I was 15, despite everyone warning me not too. Master Sheonar especially.” Max chuckled. “But I didn’t listen, of course. All my life, I’d wanted to be like Rashan - that guy who’d made the big speech during the War - I wanted to be like him. He saved my life when I was eight, Mara’s too, and ever since I wanted to be like him. He was my role model. “So I trained in the Ghostbloods, never stopping because I wanted to be like Rashan. Of course, even he had flaws, like for example being an obsessive assassin, but I couldn’t see them back then.” He shifted his gaze from the straw to Althea and stabbed her and tried to think about what to say. “What about you? Any role models you used to have?” @Sorana
  17. *And you could have it all*
  18. “Um, some water will do, thanks.” He flagged down a waiter and killed him told him the order before he turned back. Althea had taken her sunglasses off, and he could see her eyes now, a piercing crystalline red. “So,” He said, trying to think of Mara’s tips on how to start a conversation. “...how’s life?” @Sorana
  19. Max entered the restaurant and killed everyone sat down at a table. He was still in his armour, as weird as it looked, but the armour was the only thing locking the helmet in place, and the helmet was the only thing locking his sanity in place. He looked around. This wasn’t a bad place. @Sorana
  20. “I...” Max considered his options. Who was he kidding, he didn’t have many options. He was here to talk about his insanity, the least he could do was not be picky. “I’m fine with the instrument place,” he said, smiling.
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