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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #60 on: February 02, 2018, 11:05:52 AM »
"His semblance is unpredictable most of the time. I doubt even he fully understands how it works. He calls it 'blinking', essentially a random teleportation in roughly a hundred meter radius at most. Still, if he uses it twice in the same spot, he'll teleport to the same location," Marvin explained as the group ran down the stairs. "That office we found him in may have been one of the smallest in the entire building. He's probably tested it over and over again. It wouldn't surprise me if he's found a way to escape from here in the basement. As for interfering with it... If he is moved from where he stands even slightly, the teleportation becomes entirely unpredictable. While we won't know where he goes, neither would he."

Soon enough the group stood in front of a door at the bottom of the stairs. Without hesitation, Marvin kicked it open and ran though.

If you looked over him now, you'd see a somewhat dimly lit, wide-open room filled with pool tables, slot machines, roullete and blackjack tables... And a whole lot of people. You cound about thirty customers, most of them shady-looking though a few of them appear to be somewhat prominent businessmen from the area. Hostesses walk around between them, dressed in somewhat revealing outfits, while an entire section seems to be devoted to ladies, surrounded by shirtless cocktail-bringing men. The entire place seems as classy as it seems scummy.

On the far wall, near what appears to be some sort of emergency exit, a massive monitor hangs on the wall. The place had just been playing some sort of piano piece through speakers set in each corner of the room, but the music now stopped. Half the crowd turned their looks towards the door, confused.

A moment later, the screen turned on, showing Whitaker's grinning face. This smile was different than the one you had seen in all those photos. It wasn't forced. It just seemed off.

"My dearest patrons! Iit is with great sorrow I must announce that our little business venture will have to take a short break, but I do hope you've all enjoyed your time here in 'White Knight's Palace'. I'm afraid your investments will have to remain frozen until further notice, but in the meantime, I'd like you all to meet our main sponsor: Marvin Royale! As today's guest of honor, Marvin here has come to take back his investments and take you all to jail. Give him a warm welcome, won't you?"

The video was accompanied by murmuring from the crowd, but as it ended, the entire casino went completely silent for a moment.

Then, panic.

Most of the businessmen seemed to not want to risk it, leaving their bodyguards behind as they ran. The hostesses and waiters scrambled for the exits, as did most of the patrons. Some of the shadier individuals, including a heavy-set man in a trenchcoat near the entrance, however, seemed eager to fight.

The larger man roared out, and ran at the group with clenched fists. To the left, several men in suits had pulled out their handguns, pointing them towards the students - four in total. Dead ahead, three men were charging at the group with pool cues. Above them, two more armed gunmen had taken positions on opposing balconies - there were likely stairs leading up somewhere, but there may not be enough time for the team to find said stairs. As such, Marvin took charge.

"I'll need you kids to get the guys down here! If my men have acted in time and have the place surrounded, nobody is getting away! I'll deal with the ones on the balcony!" Marvin yelled out, then ran towards the balcony closest to them, gun raised. His first shot struck the man's gun, but this one seemed sturdier than those of the men they had fought in the foyer.

Mae would likely hear the ruckus about halfway down. However, just then she'd also find herself bumping into... Something. Something slightly sticky, but, more importanty, something which made her bounce back a bit. Upon further inspection, she'd find her path blocked by what appeared to be a translucent web of aura. If she would then look up, she'd see several pairs of glowing red eyes staring back down at her. A second later, those eyes would quickly draw closer as the spider-faunus above her jumped down, armed with clawed glowes.

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Janna Tarmac - 1st Year tank lady of Team HTDG. "Our job is to protect the innocent, and that's what I do."

Reginald Royale - 1st year snotty brat of team MARS. "I'm telling father about this!"

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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #61 on: February 02, 2018, 11:57:38 AM »
Okay, Rory had to admit... Whitaker had played his hand fairly well.

If the scramble of people wasn't urgent and frantic enough before the private goons started brandishing weapons, it certainly got that way when the big guy began charging down on them like a raging bull. The students were now outnumbered and caught out on unprepared ground -- what's more, whether or not the fleeing gamblers in the room were "innocent" they were still non-combatants, and having so many running about was going to complicate things.

"He's stalling for time!" It hardly needed to be said, but it was the first intelligent thing that came to Rory's mind. Whitaker was sacrificing up his patrons -- while taking their money, no less -- all to improve his odds of getting away. Much as he hated to rush in, getting through this room quickly was the only winning strategy. He glanced at his teammates, noticing with concern that Mae hadn't caught up to them yet. Leaving her to catch up wasn't gonna be safe, but there also wasn't time to wait.

And then, suddenly, there were fists coming at him. No, there was really no time to deal with this properly. He raised his right-hand shield to absorb the incoming blows while deactivating his left, willing his Aura to concentrate into the center of his left hand as he watched for an opening. The moment he saw a gap Rory struck with a palm strike, aiming for the big man's arm as the next punch came down -- the Aura strike would, if nothing else, knock the attacker off his balance and possibly put him on the ground for a while, good enough to neutralize a threat. He'd be winded for a bit afterwards, but he could cope.
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Beacon Student: Rory Vogel, "The Scarlet Shield" ~ 1st Year, Team VCVS

Shade Student: Sean Acacia, "Grenadier" ~ 1st Year



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Beacon Teacher / Experimental Botanist: Dr. Budonoki Sophos, Medical & Wilderness Specialist

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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #62 on: February 04, 2018, 09:01:08 AM »
Aoife snarled as she caught sight on Whitaker's ugly mug on some giant screen. It was so tempting to take a shot at it, but those civilians would only get in the way. It'd be wrong to just start firing indiscriminately in such a crowded room, even if these people were just gambling away their- Wait, gambling?

A shot of genuine fear tore through Aoife's heart as she stepped to the side of Rory and Mythos, craning her neck to try and look over the scrambling crowd. There were just too many people though, she couldn't get a clear line of sight on anyone further back, and in a desperate burst of speed she hopped onto the nearest table to try and make the job easier, murmuring an incoherent babble under her breath the whole time. The increased height didn't help, with most of the crowd now faced away from her entirely in their attempt to escape.

It did, however, allow her to spot the group of patrons that appeared to be charging the group. Recognising that her father wasn't among them, and starting to relax just a bit as she remembered that he'd promised to never return to gambling, Aoife took a step back and then leaped forward, letting fear turn to anger at the thoughts of how many lives this place may have ruined. Her plan was to just drop-kick into the lead man and send him back into the others, while she'd be down and in cover from the gunmen.

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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #63 on: February 11, 2018, 12:29:57 PM »
Upon looking up to see the spider Faunus' red eyes, Mae immediately jumped back and loaded her canister of normal bolts into her crossbow, pointing the loaded weapon at her apparent opponent. The first year student kept her crossbow pointed at the spider as she started to slowly back up, knowing that a confined space like the one she was in was not ideal for her fighting style.

Not one for chit-chat, Mae turned a corner and started sprinting towards the foyer, thinking the chances of the authorities being there to help were better than her trying to cut down the spider-web of aura that blocked her path. As she ran, the hawk Faunus took out her revolver and pointed it back at the hallway, prepared to shoot the spider Faunus if he followed her.

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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #64 on: February 13, 2018, 06:57:55 AM »
Mythos acted abnormally fast with a quick scan of the area. She pulled out her second revolver from her thigh and fired without hesitation towards the suited men, her bullets aiming for their gun/hands and a follow-up shot towards their thighs. Admittedly headshots were a hell of a lot easier for her but being ordered not to kill made her use up more ammo.

The maroon-headed gunslinger then aimed her revolver towards the bulky individual and fired off several bullets at him all bullets aimed at his left shoulder while she took a few steps back to ensure she wasn't within his immediate melee range.
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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #65 on: February 13, 2018, 12:00:31 PM »
(Stealing your idea, Riven. Fight theme: Super Junior - Black Suit)



While it had initially seemed that the hostesses and waiters were simply trying to get out as quick as they could themselves, it quickly became apparent that this was not the case. They took poistion near the back exit, ushering the patrons along as they shoved and pushed their way out the door. One young girl with white, fluffy bunny ears jumped atop of a nearby craps table and started shouting for everyone to get out while they could. Whether the girl was a faunus or simply doing a racially insensitive cosplay was unclear.

Meanwhile, an entire defensive line of shirtless men and girls in bunny-suits formed between the fight and the fleeing customers. It seemed that Whitaker had prepared them for something like this, but if the place really was surrounded, the entire act would prove pointless.

As soon as Marvin fired his first shot at the man on the balcony, the fight kicked off. While the man on the opposite balcony opened fire on Marvin, the massive man was upon Rory. The man was clearly no trained combatant and his attacks were as clumsy as they were powerful. Rory would certainly feel the force from his blows, but he'd get an opening rather quickly. The aura strike hit him in the arm, launching it back... And sending an entire deck of cards, along with several small cash bills, flying from the sleeve of his trenchcoat.

The cards and money rained over the men running towards the group with pool cues. It was a temporary distraction at best, but it was enough - the man in the front couldn't react in time and took a kick right to his chest. While he was knocked back into one of his compatriots, sending them both to the ground, the third had managed to sidestep. This guy appeared to be a dark-skinned wolf faunus, grey ears poking out from little holes cut in his trillby hat. Snazzy.

The faunus raised his cue and swung right down at Aoife. While the swing itself didn't seem that powerful, his stance seemed to be quite good. This guy had some training behind himself.

The gunmen, meanwhile, well... They were no better than the thugs upstairs. Three of them had no aura to speak of, falling down screaming after being hit just once. The fourth managed to jump back and hide behind a knocked-over pool table after absorbing the first shot.

The bulky man in the trenchcooat snarled as several bullets struck him in the shoulder. The first shot didn't do much, the bullet apparently hitting something under the coat. The second shot was much the same. The third made quite a bit of blood spurt from the hole.

The large individual stumbled from side to side, hunched over and clutching at his shoulder. He was panting heavily and for a moment it seemed as if he was about to go down. What followed, however, was far from it.

He roared out again, but the roar was this time accompanied by a clear blue aura enveloping his entire body. He let out another snarl and charged at Rory, the pain in his face replaced by pure rage once more. The man clasped both of his hands together and slammed them against Rory's shield with roughly four times as much force as his previous attacks. Force which should shatter his bones - and if you listened closely, it damn well sounded like it did.



As Marvin ran towards the balcony, he found himself having to bob and weave to avoid getting shot. Two more men seemed to have picked up on the idea of fighting the huntsmen with pool cues, and charged directly at him. Marvin fired a shot which struck one of them in the leg, then grabbed the other man's cue from the onder end. While the man was still confused, Marvin pistol-whipped him and took hold of his weapon.

He continued his dash towards the gunman, holstering his gun and grabbing the cue with both hands. He jumped, slammed the tip of the cue on the top of a nearby slot machine and pole-vaulted his way onto the relatively low balcony. Before the gunman could properly react, he was punched in the face, his gun was grabbed from his hands and he himself was flung off the balcony onto the aforementioned slot machine. One down, one to go.



The spider-faunus narrowly missed Mae, his claws clanging against the stairs. He was young, certainly not much older than the students themselves. Freakishly pale but decently muscular, he didn't look like much of a high school sweetheart, though. He stood completely still as Mae backed away, the web behind him slowly fading away. He simply stared her down.

After she rounded the corner, she could probably hear something scurrying after her. There was nothing on the stairs at first, but she should quickly be able to realize that the faunus was now chasing her, rapidly jumping from wall to wall, occasionally clinging to the ceiling. She was nearing the top of the stairs, but it was clear that by the time she would get there, he'd have already caught her. She'd have to act quickly.

Razzmatazz Gele - 2nd Year warrior of happiness of Team ____. "Oh, I also like ____! Let's be friends!"

Janna Tarmac - 1st Year tank lady of Team HTDG. "Our job is to protect the innocent, and that's what I do."

Reginald Royale - 1st year snotty brat of team MARS. "I'm telling father about this!"

Rufus Chocla - 2nd year freestyle rapper of team ____. "Rap comes from the Soul, don't mess with the Flow, if you can't take no more, don't wait for Encore!"

Anza Burgundy - 1st Year archer of team CRSA. "War eagle, feller!"

Silica Methiviola - Assistant to the Royale Family/Reginald. "Suck my metaphorical dick, nerd."

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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #66 on: February 17, 2018, 10:24:15 AM »
(OOC: Steal away, Walter -- nice selection, btw!)



Fighting effectively with a weapon, any sort of weapon, is never as simple as the pros make it look. You don't just slash with a sword -- everything that goes into the move, from posture and angle to how tight or loose you grip the handle, has an influence. Even guns are more than just "aim and pull trigger"; one must adjust for any movement in the target, the direction and intensity of the wind, and be prepared to properly manage recoil and even reloading, sometimes on the go.

Fighting with a shield is no exception. It's naive to think you can just cower behind a small wall of metal while your enemy tires themselves out -- you need to know what you're doing, or you'll be in for a world of problems.

When Rory saw the bruiser in the trenchcoat suddenly manifest an Aura, it was clear that this particular angle of the tussle had just escalated, badly. Not only could this guy take a beating and keep going, he wasn't the simple brute he'd at first seemed to be. Barreling down on him once again, Rory knew that everything he'd deflected from this guy before was about to be heavily amplified, and that had to be dealt with. He watched the blow come at him and knew that dodging wasn't going to work; the opponent's reach meant that if the double-handed blow didn't catch him on the initial swing a back-swing was always possible. What's more, they couldn't afford to get bogged down here as time was still very much against them. All this and more ran through Rory's mind in the sparse seconds he had to work with, though his body was already moving due to practice and pattern recognition. The enemy was striking at an angle, swinging not to impact but to knock away; everyone thinks that if you can knock away a shield fighter's shield you can render them powerless, after all. That was why Rory's were literally bound around his arms... and why he was stepping in towards a fierce blow instead of trying to duck away.

Stepping in and angling his shield towards the man's strike ensured a solid, clean impact; stepping into a short, high, unweighted stance ensured that the majority of the impact would be turned into momentum, knocking Rory off his feet but in a controlled way that would put distance between him and the big man. Still, the moment the fists struck felt a lot like being hit by a truck at top speed -- the shieldmeister had to fight down his own first impulse to tense up, instead letting his body "rag doll" through that first split second before curling and rolling as best he could. Table legs and chairs shattered under the impact, and at least one poorly-placed patron cried out and ended up in a tumble of their own, but the worst of the impact was mitigated by the time Rory slammed into the wall. Fighting down dizziness, he leapt to his feet and willed his legs to run after Marvin Royale. "Keep moving forward!" was his way of telling his teammates he was (mostly) okay. If he was lucky, the heavy-handed brute would have trouble keeping up.



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STUDENTS

Beacon Student: Rory Vogel, "The Scarlet Shield" ~ 1st Year, Team VCVS

Shade Student: Sean Acacia, "Grenadier" ~ 1st Year



OTHERS

Beacon Teacher / Experimental Botanist: Dr. Budonoki Sophos, Medical & Wilderness Specialist

Baker / Retired Huntsman: Alec Chadwick, owner of 'Fabled Goods' bakery

Pirate / Freelancer: Captain Cordell of the Red Corsair ~ Available For Hire!

Mercenary / Infiltrator: Micah Sere AKA "Prowler" ~ Danger, Avoid If Possible

Mercenary / Infiltrator: Maria Sanguine AKA "Bloody Mary" ~ Underworld operative, "The Lady of a Thousand Faces"

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Re: Casino Royale (CLOSED)
« Reply #67 on: February 24, 2018, 06:30:30 PM »
"Not much of a gentleman, is he?" Mae thought as she ran up the stairs, doing her best to avoid the spider that was chasing her down. The girl quickly realized that if she didn't do something soon, she would be caught by this weirdo without her teammates even knowing about it. Deciding it was worth the risk, Mae used her semblance and jumped through the door, spinning around to shoot her revolver and crossbow at the doorway to suppress the spider Faunus a little bit.

The girl then shot the lights around the room, making it pitch black before she jumped up onto the rafters, her weapons trained on the doorway. "C'mon, I dare you to do it, creep," she thought, eager to make this guy regret chasing her down.

 

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