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| Medivh | Dec 19 2010, 11:43 AM Post #1 |
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Half-Boiled Detective
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Domino First National....perhaps the biggest bank that existed in the town. The biggest, the most elite. The bank that held the money of almost all the young moguls who attended AHS or St. Lily's. It was also impossible to rob. Trust us, it was. Oh sure, people had tried. Some had tried very hard, but they only met with failure, frustration, and sirens as the police leisurely strolled into the bank to arrest whoever it was. Yes, robbers often wore themselves out and gave up. It was just that bad. Thus did the place become known as the best place for anything you want to keep safe, except for maybe Hog- wait...sorry...wrong story. Where were we? Oh yes... All this was why, when a couple of guys dressed in absurd suits swaggered into the main hall, the tellers payed them little mind. You got all kinds in Domino anyway. It was only when one, a man in a strange suit with black goggles and a goatee declared this to officially be a bank-heist that the clerks and guards finally acted. Well, the guards did anyway. Drawing their nightsticks they charged the duo, only to be blasted back. No, literally, the loudmouth in the goatee had raised his hand and a plate on his armor-like suit had glowed like it was red hot before a mighty blast of energy had hit the guards like they just got hit by a Mac truck. Still, the clerks merely quirked an eyebrow behind their four inches of solid, bulletproof glass as the scene played out and the relatively unprotected citizens screamed and huddled in corners and under desks. The other man surveyed the scene. He wore all silver, almost a generic super-suit in that it was form-fitting, complete with gauntlets, gloves and boots. The only oddity was the additional matching silver duster, and the fact that he had sort of a reverse-mask...instead of the top of his head being concealed, it was the bottom, the fabric stretching all the way up to over his nose all around his head, covering two thirds of his face. His blue eyes swept the large hall. Taking in the unconscious guards, the cowering civilians, the imposing-looking door that lead to the high-security vaults that were still closed, and the frozen clerks behind the glass. Yet....one was not frozen...her hand was sliding slowly and carefully under her desk... "I would not do that, if I were you, miss." the silver one remarked, in Japanese that was...slightly textbook, as if he'd learned it as a second language, and not via psychic crash-course like the students at those crazy schools.... Still, there was an aura of power around these men, perhaps it came from the somewhat-smoking guards unconscious on the floor. Regardless it was enough to make the woman's hand slide back where it belonged. The man with the goatee smirked in triumph and immediately strode into the vault-room, as if he owned the place while the silver man simply calmly folded his arms, keeping an eye on the situation. Soon there was the smell of something burning...more accurately metal being melted, and the unique sound of energy hitting something hard and immovable. The goatee was clearly trying to blast the vaults open, but judging from how long he was taking, it wasn't exactly a cakewalk even for someone with amazing powers. The Silver Surfer out in the main room didn't seem to much care...in fact his calm was quite discomforting. As if all hell could break loose and this job could go right down the toilet and he'd still stand there, eyes full of calm and seriousness.... Finally, a guard groaned and woke up, quickly fumbling at his belt and withdrawing a pistol and commanding the man in silver to put his hands in the air. Now kids, maybe some of you are fans of superheroes and the like. If you are, we're sure you know there's one rule to always obey: NEVER tell a guy that looks like this to put his hands up....sure as Eric Lencher can pancake cop-cars, something bad is bound to happen. Apparently Mr. Bank Guard was not one of us, folks. Because he thought it would work. and for a moment, sure, it did. Silverman put his hands slowly into the air...then the guard's world went upside down again and he fell to the floor, knocked out once more. Yet this time, a woman with short brown hair was smiling behind him as he fell, moving her hands as if to clean them off of dust. But wait....she was wearing a teller's uniform.... "Glad to see you decided to join us, Queen." the man in silver remarked, folding his arms again and turning to look at the woman. In response, the woman sauntered over, having a swaying, seductive gait. The kind of strut that makes the behind move unnecessarily, and makes men do a double take and look back to see if there's junk in the trunk. "I wouldn't abandon a big, strong man like you, Aniki." she purred, running a finger along his covered jawline affectionately. As she did so, her form seemed to...shift. Her hair grew long and turned from brown to black. Her figure filled out, even her clothes changed from the uniform to a tight black latex body-suit with a zipper all the way down the front, along with black platform boots and gloves. Yes, dear readers, we know she's a typical male fantasy. and dammit, we're not ashamed of that. Silver Slider merely grunted in response, his eyes a mix of disdain and resignation, as if this was a game Queen played often, and while he was quite tired of it, he tolerated it. "Enough of your games." the silver man ordered. "Go help Dr. M with the vaults. You know the combination, don't you?" For once, Queen looked slightly uncomfortable and ashamed. "I'm afraid you and him were a bit early, Aniki." she pouted. "I wasn't able to charm the director out of that particular bit of information." "Guess it can't be helped..." Silver sighed, looking aggrivated nonetheless. "He'll just have to blast through." "He'd better be quick, then." Queen replied, putting her hands on her well-toned hips. "The president hit the silent alarm before I could knock him out." "Ugh..." Silver actually facepalmed. "What use are you?" "Any use you want me to be, Aniki." Queen said, giving her a pouting, 'do what you will with me, but I'll love it.' look. "Guess we'll just have to fight our way out after the others get here..." Silver sighed. |
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| -Rome- | Dec 28 2010, 03:00 AM Post #2 |
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Rome Stands Again
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:: I wander what I be asked when I am there. I have me student I.D. but no a driver's license. Per-hayps a class scehdule, since I be applying for the student savings account. Hmmm. :: Siofra had just decided to make her self a little savings account to accomodate for easy cash flow, plus getting more with interest since her family isn't of the riches but only average folk. A job would soon follow pending she gets this account open, but than it doesn't matter if she doesn't she could just come back when she does have a job, or else they loose an easy account. She was next in line and was just about to be called forward when she heard a scuffling noise behind her. As she looked into the clerks eyes who had his hands up to wave her over a sort of puzzling gaze came to his eyes, Siofra didn't know what to make of it. Instantly, she smelled perspiration and heard scurrying about her. She looked at the clerk again and he had the same look in his eyes. Turning around she noticed "a man in a strange suit with black goggles and a goatee" (figured it needed qoutes because you can't get any clearer than that... right? Oh, stop looking at me like that... anyways!) who obviously was not there to open an account but for something else. Siofra wasn't scared but figured she do what everyone else did and scurry to a corner. She thought to make it a game. Her hair wasn't up so she thought she'd make it swing back and forth as she crawled from the line to a corner. She moved slow as if she were too scared to make any sudden moves, underneath her hair she was smiling. She could smell the couple in front of her as the male was putting of more b.o. than his partner, who was dramatically drenched in perfume but still nose tingling with fear. Off in the corner Siofra could smell something nice and sweet... an unopened piece of red-cherry-flavored-jolly-rancher. She opened it and ate it. She watched as the scene unfolded before her. It wasn't anything of interest to her as long as no one was being brutally injured. |
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| Pudding437 | Dec 28 2010, 11:38 AM Post #3 |
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Damian was completely oblivious to the goings on in the bank when he entered. He had jsut spent fifteen minutes on the phone to his mother who was badgering him to get a job and a savings account, so, as he normally always listens to his mother, he had headed into Domino to open an account at the bank. He pushed open the door with his left hand while changing the song on his iPod with his right. He didn't look up from his iPod until he kicked and unconcious guard in the arm. When he felt the thunk on his foot, he looked up to see the whole bank cowering at two people. He wasn't sure what was happening, so he just froze in position, just behinde the silver guy. |
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| Hiroto Sato | Dec 30 2010, 01:33 AM Post #4 |
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Dungeon Crawler
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Luke was in one of the corners, blending in with most of the other civilians. Although he came from a rich family, he'd originally stopped by the bank to withdraw some of his parent's money. After seeing the silver man blast the guards, he could barely imagine the amount of energy he could drain from him, if he could get close enough. He slowly moved through the civilians, staying close to the floor, inching his way towards the silver man. "Just got to get a little closer..." He froze when the other guy walked in, right behind the silver man, yet since niether seemed to notice him, he kept moving forward. He kept his hands behind him, pulling out his brass knuckles. Seriously, the guards weren't that great, since he managed to walk in with these. Any who, Luke was within an arms reach of the silver man, knuckles on, and ready to drain the thief. He couldn't help but mutter, "Time for a feeding..." |
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| Lord Massacre | Dec 30 2010, 05:25 PM Post #5 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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(Boy, it's a good thing this was a bank in Domino, where the meta-human community was well-known and you don't have to keep it a secret. Otherwise...this little bank-heist and all that was to happen after would've been the definitive historical moment where controversy breaks loose. That being said, here was the funny part. As events were unfolding inside the bank hall and as the Queen transformed herself, there was a person walking in to do some bank business when-) "DUUUDE!!!" (As you can imagine, this person fails stealth checks on a regular basis. The boy who walked in was average height and build, no special physical attributes that can be seen. He is teenaged, fair-haired, and American. This last part was obvious in that he shouted "Dude!" in english before thinking of saying "Datesha!" instead. In either case, he was actually from California, but his attire somewhat fit in with the robbers here, in that he was wearing his own goggles - They do nothing. - and a gray longcoat with...stereos sown into it? Yes, it was Eddie Rabbleshlack. Who ELSE would shout "Dude!" so loudly? Well, at least his next words were in Japanese, as he realized this was a bank heist.) Eddie: Damn, that's a hot chick, bro! She's outta sight! Yowza! (Errr...he did, didn't he? He understood this was a bank heist...right? Eddie looked down at his clothes.) Eddie: Oh man... I feel over-dressed. Wait...brainstorm! (His hand went to the armband on his wrist, and with a shout of "Henshin!", he strummed them, causing an immediate transformation into...Kamen Rider Todoroki! Okay, NOW we can tell that Eddie is on his game. He was armored, his guitar was armored, and he was empowered by lightning and stuff. His first act? He zipped to one side of the Queen and made a pass at her.) Eddie: Hey, why don't we dump Mr. Shine here and go make sparks instead. I know this GREAT sushi bar in Kabuki-Cho. That guy looks like he's right outta' San Francisco anyway. And by that, I mean 'Fabulous!'. Ah ha ha ha ha haaa! (HUWWAAAH?! So, we use our incredible Kamen Rider powers to pick up meta-chicks? Or was he deliberately trying to get one or both of them irritated by his fast-talking there? Hard to say, but he was sure making a damn spectacle of himself. One way or another, this was certainly gonna be the most embarassing bank robbery in history.) |
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| Medivh | Jan 2 2011, 10:03 AM Post #6 |
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Half-Boiled Detective
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hmmm...so the situation was getting more interesting. Well at least some of AHS' finest had bothered to show. It really would have been boring if they hadn't. Admittedly they would have gotten away with phat lewt, but that didn't seem to be all that they were here for. Just about the time the man in silver was thinking that things were getting almost too boring, several people walked in at once. One was...well...dammit...what did these crazy Japanese call them? Oh yes. Kamen Riders. Strange lot, really. If you're going to be a superhero, just be one! Regardless, he seemed to be interested in Queen: a status affliction that rarely turned out good for anyone. She'd be able to handle that. these other two, on the other hand... Now folks, there are lots of ways this could have played out. various ways. Amazing, action-filled ways! Sneaky, covert ways.... We like to think that this way is something in-between the two: The man in silver casually reached into his coat, withdrawing something that looked like little more than a rectangle of pure metal. An ingot of toughened steel, only perhaps a foot long. Yet as it sat in his hand, the ingot shivered and shifted with an almost liquid quality, going from rectangle to cylinder and going from a foot long to almost five, all within the blink of an eye. If you think that was bad, the next second is even harder to describe, as the rod was suddenly in motion with the business-end aimed at Luke's face.... ------------------------------------------- Do we even need to mention what happened to Eddie? Do we? Wait...will standards LET us mention what happened? I mean it is too hot for TV-oh....oh....okay...well..if they're sure... Queen was ready for Eddie's pick-up line. I mean really, kids. With a body like that, you think she's NOT ready for pick-up lines at any and all times? "Your offer intrigues me, Kamen-boy." she replied, pronouncing the last word in Engrish. Her eyes swept over Eddie's features, a finger running along his chest as she did her usual seductress routine. It really was difficult to resist: Hot chick, form-fitting outfit, big, lusty eyes, painful-looking boot on a direct course to Eddie's crotch... Wait...wait what?! She's going for the cheap-shot?! Cruel Temptress! Foul She-Demon! Horrid woman who-oh who cares, let's just watch and see Eddie get hit in the family jewels, shall we? |
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| Hiroto Sato | Jan 4 2011, 07:28 PM Post #7 |
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Dungeon Crawler
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Luke managed to process that the next second would result in pain. Lots and lots of pain. His reaction time was poor, but he managed to pull back slightly, still taking the blow at nearly full force. "Augh! Shi-!" Before he could finish, the blow forced him to flip backwards. Luke looked up at the ceiling, feeling the warmth of blood flowing from his nose. His head was vibrating, and he felt like he was a bongo drum. He managed to put his hands on his nose, attempting to stop the bleeding. "Son of a bitch...." He fumbled around in his pocket, pulling out a hankerchief. He slowly put it over his nose, tieing it tightly in place. It quickly turned red, but seemed to slow the bleeding, for now at least. |
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| AngelofDeath5 | Jan 5 2011, 01:24 AM Post #8 |
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I got the gunsword!!!
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Zeth walked calmly down the street letting the air play across his face. Smiling and humming a soft tune that was driving his sword Hate insane, which was the point after all. It seemed now a days Zeth got pleasure only from spending time with Duani, taking back to his duties with SERAPH, and annoying his trusty soul infused blade hate. Damn it...stop HUMMING!!! was his blades remark through their mental link. In response he smacked the blades hilt hard and heard a disgruntled mumble to confirm its effect. Then as he walked his pocket vibrated. Looking at his phone he opened it to see a message. Robbery at bank in domino Flipping his cell shut the leaves rustled and he was there. Being a speed meta meant you were never late but the intel sometimes was. Stopping his run a few feet away he would appear in the crowd outside now watching the heist, and completely blended in within seconds. Sensing many meta energy signatures inside some he recognized from scans of the school and a few he didn't he decided it was time to make his entrance. As he waved his hands and waves of energy shattered the glass in the doors he walked through them. He liked drawing heat and attention in tense situations. It usually allowed someone to come up with a better plan then KILL SMASH SMASH KILL! which is what he usually did. Drawing Hate he saw the VERY attractive women kneeing a kamen rider in the crotch and some hot shot energy thief get slammed by the Geico lizard in a silver jumpsuit. "Well shit we got ourselves a regular party in here...may I join?" Simultaneously he finished speaking and swung hate sending a blade of pure destructive energy ripping through the air at silver boy. He wasn't worried though he knew if he missed the energy would dissipate before anyone important could be hurt. Then snapping his finger 3 rope like strands made of energy went to snag up the crotch crusher, whom he was instantly not very fond of....I mean seriously who does that, it REALLY HURTS. |
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