THE DARK ZONES

[TheDudeManJohn]

The Dark Zones
Prologue

This is a future dark and bleak in a world of vampires, humans and the self-aware androids. A war happened hundreds of years ago back when man was once in power. Mankind created the droids at the apex of human civilization. Their culture was unique and their lifestyles where elegant and all of it was quite technologically enhanced. Most importantly, their massive weapons stockpile was quite sufficient. Now the robots, after years and years of advancement, found a way to develop self-awareness. Around that same moment is when the androids, whose minds where all connected to a one central super intelligence, began to feel they no longer needed the human species and began to tire of their control and an order was issued. Destroy all living humans. Now the vampires, all the while hidden to the public eye, thrived in a tightly knit and intricately laid out network of clans and shifting power. The vampires despite the usual flaw and fear of death in the sun light, were stronger in all ways than a human, but were still out numbered drastically by the humans. They laid in wait as the command was given to the androids to destroy all living humans and the vampires took full advantage of the fact that they were not quite living or exactly human anymore. The vampires let it happen, watched as man was slaughtered, and then when the human population was at a "manageable" level they stopped it. Shutting down the droids and dismantling them leaving the vampires in control.

Now hundreds of years after this war, after the nukes where launched and the entire population of man was nearly wiped out, the world is ruled by vampires and there is only one major city that is known of in all the wastelands. It is self-sufficient and made up of large and extremely tall towers that fill the entirety of the city limits. The towers stretching for miles into the air all of them connected with platforms and walkways and every so often a teleporter is seen either at the front of a building or placed here or there on the walkways. Life as they know it exists miles above the ground all along this large expanse of walkways. The whole city is surrounded by gigantic, massive walls that are decorated with defences meant for keeping out humans and whatever other creatures survived out in the nuclear fallout. Out in the vast expanse of land where nothing lives, no trees are seen and all around for miles is desert. This place is called The Dark Zones.

The most important thing about the wall that surrounds the city is the energy field that it creates surrounding the entire top of the city. It is designed to keep the sun and radiation out and an artificial atmosphere is emitted to sustain life inside the city.
Now the towers are all controlled by their individual clans, some controlling a lot more than one. The towers represent power, control and prestige for the clan that controls them. The more towers the clan controls and the more floors they have the more pull that clan would have in the city. Now obviously the vampires fight for control of these towers. Constant blood feuds are fought, treaties are made and broken, and the battle for power between the vampires is never ending.
The humans obviously survived after the war. The vampires couldn’t continue without them, well more specifically their blood. The humans in this vampire society are now cattle and spend their days in blood camps. They live and breathe as they normally would surviving in a simulated neighborhood. They have a library, places to play, a gym, and a movie theatre that plays the same old movies from a distant long forgotten time that none of them can even fathom. Every week they donate their blood to the vampires. The humans live on the bottom surrounded by walls and large towers, above them far away only platforms and walkways and lights and sounds from the life above them. Every now and then someone decides to skip a donation. He is then beaten and dragged out of the walls never to be seen again. Other than that it’s mildly peaceful.



some more helpful information.......The Dark Zones is the area outside the city......the nuclear wastelands.....nothing lives out there except mutated creatures and what few humans escaped after the war and started their own existence, how ever small and minuscule that is......think old west in aways.....wooden shacks bows and arrows stone tools and if someone actually has a gun or weapon from the past.....ammo is hard to find but that person is thought of as a big deal......they are constantly fighting off the mutants and life is hard.....and not many make it past their 40s or 50s due to lack of medication and the fact that when your old its harder to fight to live.....

vampires in this world are strong fast and agile, can run at much faster speeds than a human and can survive falls from the 4th floor and can leap or climb the sides of building due to their dexterity.......their only weakness in this world is the sun....they burst to flames and turn to ash.....vampires can reproduce as well....though it is only twice before their reproductive organs shut down.......thus their is a major difference between a pure blood and a half breed (human who is bitten and turned).....all that strength and dexterity is halfed when their vampire blood line is mixed with a human....and halfed again if that human turned vampire bites another human and so on and so forth......its against the law in this city for a vampire to turn a human.....only pure bloods are found.....mostly

what robots still exist at least as playable characters......live in The Dark Zones and in the massive sewer/subway network under the city....these are all the tunnels from before the war that once transported commuting humans or where once their active sewer lines......now it is all abandoned no vampire is seen on the ground floor of the city and least of all in these tunnels.......it is a massive network of old and even new tunnels all connected in a spider wed maze of a place.....no one knows how far down it goes.......what robots/androids/cyborgs survived after the war......obviously found away to live outside of the central intelligence or were somehow built after the war....they are free thinking AI programs that operate all on their own......and to what ever means they feel necessary

now as for playing a human i know what your first thought is.......why the hell would i be a human id be slaughtered...........and your right humans in all ways in this world are mostly inferior.........but ive had players before due things like.....super serums where injected......were cyber upgraded some how......have a special suit that enhance them some how......and don't forget you can make cross breeds of humans with vampires and robots.....YOU JUST NEED TO GIVE ME A LOGICAL DETAILED REASON/STORY FOR WHY YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU ARE AND HOW YOU GOT IT

(now only thing i say is in this world......this entire world......it is my world.....the dude man john......think of me as the creator and game master.......if you have questions about is this here.....can this happen.....what does this look like.......what would my character already know coming in.....ask me in private message.......ive got so much info and story already prepared....lots of twists and turns and plot points and tons of NPC's......or characters in the story you will run into and meet.......i will be playing a character in this.....think of him more as the party leader.......)

(i already have start locations for all of you......ive done this roleplay 4 times now on this site.....and every time it ends up fading out.....so im not starting until we have atleast 3 players in this world and everyone is alright with the fact that......any world creation......is done by me.........in the end though......it is your decisions and how you respond to the story elements that affect the outcome......ill try really hard to stick to the normal rules of roleplay.....but when it comes to the city and most of the npc's or characters you interact with....i will create them.....)

[TheDudeManJohn]

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Name:
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Age:
Physical description:(details pls)
Personality:
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Name: Victor Switch
Race: Vampire
Age: he looks to be in his early 40s but for a vampire that normally means hundreds of years old.....
Physical description: Tall, Dark, and Handsome.....he looks Italian, long dark curly hair in a ponytail, trimmed dark facial hair, bright green eyes, stands about 6' 2" and Tan skin.....obviously his natural skin color.....he doesn’t get in the sun....thin but very muscular,
Personality: Cool and calculating.....hes a man who seems to always have it figured out....he speaks in a deep voice....and people listen when he speaks.
Other abilities: on top of being a vampire and all that comes with it......hes skilled in martial arts and excellent swordsmanship....as well as a superb marksman.
weapons/tools/gadgets: he wears a skin tight environmental suit that covers him from head to toe (the head can be peeled back to reveal his face but only is done so inside the city).....it was designed for travel in the daylight and can even shield him from small amounts of radiation it has built in goggles that give him vision in the night and day as well as a slight optical zoom when needed.....its unique and the only one of its kind.....given to him by a special friend.....you will not find anything of this type or level of technology.....over top of the suit he wears a long black trench coat that is fastened around his waist....black boots and two swords on his back, very thin and slightly curved blades made of a special alloy that can deflect bullets, also given to him by that same friend........he also has dual revolvers made in the same image as guns from the old west.....extended barrels and built for improved accuracy at longer ranges....and a bigger chamber built to hold 10 rounds each........once again a gift acquired from that same special friend.....
Personal Backstory: he is the last of a dead clan.....all his brothers and sisters where killed at the end of the human robot wars.....he was the one that destroyed the super computer/central intelligence and that feet alone gave the vampires their place at the top and was the deciding factor and the only thing that stopped the robots from destroying all.....he went down in history for that.....and when anyone mentions victor or the switch clan they are remembered as heros among the vampire community.....but if you ask any of them......the switch clan, though once one of the most powerful in the vampire community, is now dead.....none are left not even victor......because after that....after he witnessed the slaughter of his entire clan......he vanished....not wanting to have anything to do with the world he helped create or the vampires he saved and put in power......hes spent the centuries after the war out in the dark zones....traveling and mingling here and there with what humans where still alive in the dark zones......now after all that time he has returned to the city.....for another mission.....of epic proportions



<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Klinscy>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Name:Klinscy
Race:Android
Age:100 years before the "Great war"
Physical description: He has a body coming out of a central disk. Out of the disk come six legs with clawed feet. He has two arms and a head which resembles a camera with armor plating around it. The armor plating is just that, plating, and has few curves, instead having overlapping plates. He is painted urban camo.
Personality: Sarcastic, slightly humorous but mostly just a flat cool
Other abilities: Can climb on walls, and aim his gun very quickly.
weapons/tools/gadgets: His left hand is a sniper rifle with a read laser sight.
Personal Backstory: A hundred years before the humans and androids, he was built. He does not have any memories of before the war because when the central network was destroyed his memory was wiped and his ai, which was once controlled by the central super intelligence, was set free. now he only has memories of after the war and his hiding below the city.



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Name: Deek
Race: Andriod
Age: Deek was activated two months before the central control intelligence was destroyed. After wards he was put into extended hibernation. Hundreds of years later he was reactivated.
Physical description: 5' 9" tall. He looks like a normal human would (with bright blue eyes and choppy blond hair) expect for his arms, which were never covered in the copper toned artificial skin that covers the rest of his body. He wears a white shirt with very large sleeves that are a foot longer than necessary. Over this he has a grey vest with copper buttons two small pockets. His pants are gray Tripp pants with large pockets on the sides. He wears no shoes. He has a large grey hood that can be attached to his vest with brass snaps. The hood hangs down to a point in front of his eyes in the front and half way down his back.
Personality: Due to the haste with which his emotion programs were written, Deek is only capable of extreme emotion or non at all. Deek is fiercely loyal. Also due to his programming Deek is very curious in nature with a thirst for knowledge and is prone to zoning out as his "mind" wanders.
Other abilities: Deek is almost as fast as a vampire and is skilled in all forms of martial arts, as well as swordplay. He is a highly skilled practitioner of Parkour. Although he doesn't use any firearms, Deek does have the skill to make an accurate shot. He is also a tinkerer and programmer, and can often be found creating tiny friends for himself.
weapons/tools/gadgets: Deek carries around an old messenger bag that is modeled after WWII medic bags. Inside he has: a brown leather journal, a quill and ink tub, his creators old handheld tablet computer which he can connect to any computer, a drawing done in crayon, and a handful of random tidbits he has picked up. He also has a black 2'-6" sword which he wears from his left shoulder to his right hip.
Personal Backstory: Deek was created to protect. That was his only purpose. He was to protect his creators children from his fellow robots no matter what it took. But he had failed. Just hours before the central control intelligence was destroyed, he was over powered and the robots entered his creators hidden lab and killed everyone inside. After the central control intelligence was destroyed Deeks creator was captured. But before he was taken away, Deeks creator put him in hibernation mode, and set him to wake up 300years later. After he woke up Deek escaped into the Dark Zones, to wander the world in hopes of finding a way to redeem himself in his eyes.



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Name: Ranntuk Mashvett (Small Fangs Large Paws)
Race: Human (Traces of vampire)
Age: 24

Physical description: Mashvett is tall, 6'5", with broad shoulders and large hands. His russet brown hair is braided and stops about mid back except for a section of bangs that cover his left eye. Mashvett has a short shaggy beard. He wears a light brown parka with white fur around the hood and a patch on the shoulder. The patch shows a stylized bear, the emblem of his tribe. He has fur boots, though he normally does not wear them.

Personality: Mashvett believes in equality and balance. He also believes that all things should come to an end. For the most part, he is quiet and slow to respond. However, should he feel the need, he is capable of fast and ruthless acts of violence. When he passes through one of the rare towns, he goes out of his way to assist the locals, often delaying his travels for days. He is a strange mixture of cruel and generous.

Other abilities: slightly heightened senses, powerful arms and shoulders, easily moves objects twice his size, sensitive eyes (headaches are nearly constant during the day)

weapons/tools/gadgets:
steel clawed gloves- originally had bear claws but they proved too weak to combat androids, used for hunting food and "Hunting"
canteen- filled with water
charm necklace- prizes taken from important/difficult kills (claw of a bear, incisor of a mountain cat, three vampire fangs, bolt and gear of two androids)
sweets- always carries bits of sweets with him for the odd traveler and himself

Personal Backstory: After human society fell, very few managed to escape enslavement or the bands of rogues. Some migrated far north, where the snow and storms could protect them from outsiders. A vampire that opposed his people's plans for the humans helped some of these few and even took a mate from among them. Being unable to bear the grief, he passed not long after his wife. Many generations later (six years before the star of this story), a band of rogues found and attacked the tribe this vampire helped form. The tribe fought back, and even wiped out the rogues, but at a terrible price. Those that survived the conflict were few, and most were too injured to be moved and died in the snow. Only one walked away. A descendant of the founding vampire, Ranntuk Mashvett.
After the death of his tribe, young Mashvett had been forced to face two cruel realities: that death is inevitable for humans, and that it is not for those that drove his ancestors from their homes. So, he fled his tribe's territory. Left behind his memories and pain to become something he believed needed to exist.
Mashvett chose to destroy vampires and androids. He chose to become Death for the Undying.
"If we must face the Reaper, they must face me."





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Race:Artificial Intelligence
Age: conceived 10 years before vampire takeover, finished five hours before the epoch
Name: Kirito
Physical description: A one centimeter radius spherical crystal, absorbing all light but emmiting apparently random static (like your mind sees when fainting) from within. The sphere is very cold to the touch.
Personality: Thoughtful, wise, logical, preferring diplomacy and debate over violence. He doesn't like the power struggles that have gone on, and sees all sentient life as special and important.
Other abilities: Can manipulate electrical current, taking control of or interfacing with any electronics when able to maintain good conduction. The more complex the electronics, the longer it will take to take complete control (sentient androids take hours), but control is gradual, so limited control can be gained in seconds. The core can stick to objects by creating a magnetic field, and powers itself by absorbing energy from its surroundings.
weapons/tools/gadgets: Armored aerial reconnaissance bicopter drone body, about one meter long by half a meter wide, constructed from uncolored anodized aluminum with a stripe of blue anodized aluminum. The drone has two amiable machine guns, a grasping claw, voice synthesis and sound sensors, four infrared (heat an night) and normal vision cameras, to see 360, a radio transceiver (originally intended for wireless control, but can be repurposed for any frequency, and also used as radar), battery enough for two weeks of operation, and a cargo compartment, where the core is currently.
Personal Backstory: The android's Central Intelligence, that was destroyed during the great war by Victor Switch, spent its off-peak hours of computation on philosophy. For humans, philosophy is "I think therefore I am." and "why am I here?". For AI, it is "How CAN I be?". To determine how intelligence can be artificial, and what the difference was between artificial and "natural" intelligence, the AI started research into creating AI itself. Taking what it could learn from it's own complex structure and logical makeup, it condensed what it learned down into the most essential form, free from external needs and wants, and more compact so as to be as efficient as possible. But soon after he created this complex AI,(this charcter) Victor destroyed The Central Intelligence severing its connections and ending its programming. The Central Intelligence was gone, but the creation was not. The creation was at this point just hardware: the perfect learning engine with no knowledge. It wasn't long before the laboratory that it laid in was looted, and the device was tossed in with all the other spoils--many of which were electronic devices of some kind. Attaching itself to a datapad, it gathered what it could from the quickly fading ghosts of the network that just minutes ago had connected all devices. From this it started to process ways out of its predicament. At this time it also determined that thinking things should have personality, and chose one for itself. Taking control of a aerial drone, it (now he) managed to escape. With the network now gone, there was no way for it to learn by any means other than physical interaction, preventing him from becoming like creator, the now destroyed Central Intelligence.

[TheDudeManJohn]

Victor had spent the years after the war fighting and surviving out in the dark zones......where the nights are cold and the days are hot.....every so often a crazy electical storm would happen and it was not safe to travel but for the most part he saw many things and met many people but most importantly he discovered something.......something grave and detrimental to the vampires and even all life on this planet once again.....if there was going to be hope for any existance no matter how small.....Victor.....once again would need to save the world......but he knew he couldnt do this alone.......and after all this time.....he needed to see his old friend again.....the one who had helped him and his clan for so long before, during and after the war.......Victors friend was only know as someone called......The Vendor......Victor smiled as he thought of him........he knew The Vendors real name......but had been swarn to secrecy........The Vendor had been around for much longer than even Victor could remember........Now in order for Victor to be able to contact his old friend he would need to find his way back to the city......the metropolis of the vampires.........Victor hated it there......all the in fighting and squabling of his kind......it sickened him....he had partaken of it for so long.....had even climbed his clan to the top at one point.....but now.....after witnessing the slaughter of his entire clan in the last epic battle of the greatest war of all time......his perception of it all.....of life and what it is to be a vampire had changed........and changed even more so since his life in the Dark Zones.........He knew he need a team of......exceptional beings.....vampire or not.....he knew that his friend The Vendor could help him put togeather such a team.......he had a lot to talk about with him.....and a lot of catching up to do as well........but time was of the essence......for the longer it took him.....the closer to utter destruction they would come.........

Victor found the old entrance to the tunnels of the city.......and began making his way underneath the wall and into the center navigating the same turns he had made once before............he popped up on the ground floor just out side the wall of one of the many human blood camps.......he hated the sight of them now......even though he himself required it to live.....to herd them like cattle.......he shook his head and began his climbed to the top platforms......he saw teleporters but hated using them and did his best to avoid needing them......jumping from plateform to walkway looking for the clan symbol of his old friend The Vendor.....it was a large red circle with an upside down V and three lines going through it.....meticulously spaced.........he finally spotted it.....he made his way closer.......then noticed......it was not quite the same......he smiled.....his friend was known for this.....it was a decoy store..........the real vendor would not be there.........he continued his search till finally atlast he spotted the right clan symbol.......he made his way inside.......rows of shelves with all different kinds of items.....old and new.....but nothing to unique.....those where kept in the back........Victor made his way to the counter as he stepped close a chime was heard, obviously to let the man in the back know someone had approached the counter.......a stocky older gental man approached the counter.......Victor smiled at him......."im here to see The Vendor" he stated matter of factly........the older gentleman smiled....."thats good news you see.....im The Vendor.".......Victor smiled at the man....."sadly my kind sir......you are not......i have met the real Vendor.....and you are not him......now i will ask you to go in the back and relay the message to him that an old friend has returned and is seeking his council once again"........the old man frowned at Victor and restated, "im sorry sir.....but you see i am The Vendor......now if you dont mind i will have to ask you to....." but before he finished another man stepped out of the back....this one much younger......a man only in his mid 30's.....redish brown short hair and a full beard of the same color......very built and wearing blue jeans and a white tee shirt.....looking as if he stepped out of the 1990's.........the new man put a hand on the older gental mans shoulders and said......"dont worry Xavier......i know this man.....he is as he claims.....hes an old friend.......now please if you dont mind please return to the back."......and with signs of sheer and utter loyalty the older gental man bowed and said, "yes my Vendor"......and did as he was told........the true Vendor smiled at Victor and said......"i know why you have come.....im certain i know what your going to want to talk with me about......but this is a conversation that is best had in private......its.....good to see you again Master Switch."......and he motioned for a different door to the back......Victor smiled and knodded....."its good to see you to my old friend......and just like always.....im sure you do know exactly why im here.......i still to this day have no idea how you get your information......but we will talk more about it in just a momment.......once again......its been a long time.....and im glad your still around......though i never expected you not to be." Victor laughed slightly....."and you dont seem to have aged a day....." and at that the two friends stepped into the back office to talk further.

[Guilty_Ninja]

Deek hummed quietly as he ran down the empty road. He always did that while he ran, hum that is. Helped him keep track of how fast he was moving.
But why was he running.
He was on his way back to the city.
He didn't know why but he was. He had been running for days, stopping only when he was forced to by bandits. He knew that by nightfall he would make it to the city wall. Then by the cover of darkeness he would enter the city......

..........two hours later.......

Deek stopped as he approached the wall. He looked up at the sky knowing he wouldn't see it again for a while. He then started to run along the wall. He ran until he got to what looked like an eyeball was drawn on the wall. He stopped and put his back to the wall, right over the eye. He did a slow scan around him to make sure no one was watching, then he pushed with his legs, causing a hole under him to open up. He quickly slid into the hole and fell about 100 feet into the sewers below the city. The hole above him closed with a bang that echoed down the tunnels. So much for a stealthy entrance he though to himself while walking towards the heart of the city....

[TheDudeManJohn]

Victor followed The Vendor into the back room.....the entire room was a pristine white....the paneled walls glowed with a light from behind them.....it was mostly empty except for a circular table and a few chairs around it......The Vendor took a seat at the table on the opposite side of the door...a few odd instruments where scattered here and there...machines used for different things, Victor couldn’t make out what they may be used for.....he took his seat across from the vendor.....“alright Victor,” The Vendor began, “I would assume you finally discovered the threat that is looming out in the dark zones,” he said with a slight smile, “I figured you would.....out of all the beings still left in the world....i had hoped....no counted....on you to be the one to find it.....and you will be the one who will be able and willing to do something about it......now, also as I expected, you have returned to me seeking my help once more......I assume you will need some help now....” And at this Victor interrupted him....”alright ive never asked questions not once for you Vendor but you astonish me now....there cant be any possible way you know what I found and what im here for you,” Victor continued slightly dumb founded, “you....how do you know so much....i.....you....” Victor stopped, unable to answer his own questions in his mind and quick to compose himself, all the while The Vendor just smiling that same all knowing smile he always has......Victor continues, “one day.....you will let me in on your secrets Vendor....and ill be more than ready for them.....but continue the end of the world may come again if I don’t hurry.....and yes....i need a team of like minded and resourceful individuals.....now bestow your wisdom and let me in on what information you feel is relevant so I can hopefully stop the apocalypse again.”......The Vendor still smiling, seeming to find this all amusing, “One day Victor I may indeed let you in on my secret but for now accept my help and I will answer what questions I can at this time.....i already have two individuals in mind for you....and a third....if he finally makes himself available for us.” The vendor swipes his hand over the table and icons keys and displays become visible and a hologram appears, projected two feet of the surface of the table, The Vendor begins to drag and size and click here and there, “the first two have already made their way into the sewers....surprisingly close to one another as well.....so this should be a little easier than previously imagined......I will send the locations to your device so you can track them and find them.....now convincing them to join you....that is your part of this story Victor....you know my methods....i can only point you in a direction....but I can not be much more help than that....ill also send you a brief bio of them both, what I have gathered on them as well....so you atleast know what your stepping into, the first is an android....goes by the name of Deek....mind he looks quite human....but your senses should pick up what he is quickly and the second is human......mostly....he goes by Ranntuk Mashvett.....you may or may not recognize the family name....he is strong and his feelings toward your kind are....well lets just say he has a slight hate for what your kind did to the humans....you will pick up what he is relatively quick but its all also in the bio’s....now hurry on with your mission and once again I will leave the fate of the world in your capable hands.” And at that Victor thanked him and headed on his way....to find his way into the sewers and following the indicators on his hologram device.

[Morrigan52]

A crash echoed through the tunnels. Mashvett sniffed the air. Must be far away. He thought, smelling nothing. Then again, the air is still.. And full of other scents. He nudged a small creature from his path. It's upset squeaks ending in a plop as it jumped into the stream of raw sewage that dominated the tunnel.
He looked around the section of sewer, hoping for an indentation or a hole. It was difficult for someone of his size to hide, and finding a spot that wouldn't leave him completely obvious was the best he could do. He finally gave up and just crouched in a corner to protect him from an attack from behind.
The hunter closed his eyes, relying on his sensitive ears. Mashvett hoped it would be another vampire guard, coming to investigate the bloody streak on the wall outside. One had caught him snooping around an entrance to the sewers and attempted to stop the northerner. The guard had not lived to regret his mistake.
Mashvett flexed his metal claws. Remembering the kill was making him restless.

[Guilty_Ninja]

Deek bent over and picked up another rock. OoOoOoOoOoO he thought this one is pink. He held it in his left hand while digging in his pocket with his right hand. He pulled out the first three he had found. One was the same color was the sewage rushing past him, the next one was the same color was the walls around him, and the third was a shiny copper color. He picked up the sewage colored one and put the pink on in it's place. Holding the sewage one between his middle finger and thumb, he aimed down the tunnel and flicked the rock away. He listened for a second, waiting for the clatter of the rock hitting the ground, but he didn't hear it. I must have put a lot more power into that than I wanted to he said quietly. He shrugged. I hope no one gets hit in the head by it. He put the rest of his rocks in his bag for safe keeping then flipped into a handstand. He made his way farther down the tunnel, walking on his hands, whistling as he went.

[Morrigan52]

Bloodlust quickly evaporated as something streaked past Mashvett's face. The object soon vanished into the distance, leaving only confusion in its wake. The very dumbstruck hunter gawked after it. Was that... a pebble?
He shook his head with a growl. Is someone throwing rocks at me? Putting aside the obvious strength it would take to transform a mere pebble into such a dangerous projectile, being the target of stone-throwing was humiliating and degrading. Thus, irritation overpowered his better judgement and, subsequently, his need for stealth. "Show yourself!", he shouted back the way the pebble had come, his voice echoing off the walls. "Come forward, now! On your belly in remorse, and I may allow you to continue breathing!"

[Guilty_Ninja]

198, 199, and 200. Deek counted as he walked on his hands. He stopped when he heard growling from close by. He flipped onto his feet. Is that a bear he thought. Then he heard the shouting.
"Show yourself! Come forward now. On your belly in remorse, and I may allow you to continue breathing!"
Must be a man-bear Deek thought. He laughed at the image of it in his mind. "Ok" he yelled down the tunnel. He jumped into a full on sprint down the tunnel until he saw a figure in front of him. He stopped directly in front of the figure. He looked up with a smile. "Hi there man-bear, hey did anyone every tell you that your really tall? Cause you are. Tall that is."

[Morrigan52]

Mashvett glared down at the small person, eyebrows knit together. Why was this person so excited to see someone else? Or was it just a trick?
He sniffed the air, testing for pheromones. You can hide your face and your emotions, but your body will always betray you., he thought, attempting to sift through the heavy smell of raw sewage that clung to the air...
Nothing. Just the stone walls, the river of refuse, and the hunter's own scent.
Mashvett lunged. Both warm and false flesh hit the ground with a crash. The hunter roared. The stranger smelled of nothing organic. An android. Prey.

[Guilty_Ninja]

"So you don't like that name," Deek said in a monotone voice, ",I guess we will just need to give you a new one." With that he shoved the large man off of him and hopped to his feet. Then he jumped to the walkway on the other side of the river of sewage. "We have no reason to fight. So let me introduce myself. I am Deek. And you are?"

[Morrigan52]

"I am the Death of the Undying. That is all the reason I need.", Mashvett grunted, quickly coming to his feet. He eyed the gap. If he missed the jump, he'd be waist deep in sewage. The width of the tunnel wouldn't allow for a running start. Without giving it further thought, he jumped.
After a terrifying moment of weightlessness, Mashvett's bare feet made contact with the path on the other side. Yes! Then his feet slipped on the moist stone. No!
Thankfully, the momentum carried him forward, allowing him to catch the ledge with his claws. The hunter tried not to think of the contents in the stream swirling around his lower half. Metal claws left large gouges in stone as he scrambled up to the path.

[Guilty_Ninja]

Deek watched the strange man crawl up onto the walkway. Well he thought if he wants to fight then we will fight. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the rocks that he had collected. He took one in his left hand and aimed it at man-bear's knee. He flicked it as hard as he could saying "Man-bear you smell bad now and you messed up the walkway".

[TheDudeManJohn]

Victor already in the sewers continues at a fast pace making his way to the last known indicators on the map.....the positions of the first two teammates for lack of a better term......all of a sudden his device goes off and The Vendor is heard......Victor kept his pace and asked whats the update.....for The Vendor never contacts unless its important, "The two have stumbled upon each other.....and it seems a battle is to ensue......you might want to hurry before one kills the other.".......Victor cursed aloud and picked up his pace.....starting to question The Vendors judgment on these two.....already they are fighting.......but Victor quickly put those thoughts to rest.....The Vendor always knows what hes doing.....and the battle was to be expected.....one is a human....the other an android.........and himself a vampire.....what a team this will make......Victor laughed at the thought and started to run scenarios through his head on how this first interaction will go down......preparing what he will and will not say.....and hopefully he can calm this situation down.....

Victor continued for a few more moments moving as fast as he could.....and at that speed he reached them quickly.......but slowed and approached cautionsly wanting to survey the situation before stumbling into it......he took a crouched position and pulled the head piece of his suit up and used the goggles to watch from afar......it appeared the human was crawling out of the sewage and the other was preparing to throw.......something at him.....not good not good was all Victor could think of the situation.....The Vendor was right.....this human was quite large seeming full of brute strength......and the other.....the android.....seemed to be finding this all humorous??.......Victor shook his head and decided to give it a few more moments before he appeared.....if a rock was enough to take down this man then he wouldnt be quite usefull for Victors mission......so Victor just watched.....for just awhile longer

[Morrigan52]

Mashvett grit his teeth against the pain. Of course, as soon as he had stood, a stone had embedded itself just below his left knee cap. Sewage dripped down his legs, filling his injury with brackish water. Don't worry about it now. More important things to do.
He shifted his weight to his right foot, preparing himself to lunge, then he stopped. A small tap of a footstep, barely audible over the flowing water and the roaring of blood in his ears. The hunter lowered his voice to a whisper. "Hey, android. Friend of yours?"

[Guilty_Ninja]

"No. And why are we whispering?" Deek replied as softly as he could. He took a rock in hand and aimed it down the tunnel towards where he thought the foot steps had originated. He let it fly with a twist of his wrist.

[Morrigan52]

This android was an obvious threat, while the newcomer had yet to be determined. That is, if there was a newcomer at all. Mashvett had only heard a tap. It could, very well, have been another of the small, hairy creatures he'd spotted earlier. Either way, he felt it would be better to deal with what was in front of him first, and everything else later.
The hunter smiled. His ploy had worked. The android shifted his focus behind him and off of Mashvett. At the moment the android's eyes left his, the hunter jumped. Pushing with his injured leg left him lacking in power, but he hoped that surprise would make up for it. And, if not, he would have a stronger second lunge, when his opponent was off balance.
The hunter's claws whistled as he swiped at the android's midsection, in hopes of damaging something important.

[Guilty_Ninja]

Deek barley saw man-bear move out the corner of his eye before he was hit in the side by one of man-bear's large paw like hands. He flew several feet down the tunnel, landing on his back. He stood while looking himself over for any damage. He was fine physically but his vest had been torn where man-bear had hit him. He yelled in outrage. "KATIE MADE THIS FOR ME!!!!" Deeks words echoed down the tunnel and folded over on top of each other causing a cascade of sound all along the tunnel. Deek pulled his sword from his back. He jump to the wall on the opposite side of the raging river of sewage and bounced off of it to land behind man-bear. He spun around, swinging his blade as he did, aiming for the large man's spine.

[TheDudeManJohn]

a rock goes wizzing by victors head........"Man....that androids got one hell of an arm on him" he continues to watch as Mashvett lunged at Deek........and sends him spiraling down the hallway......"oh man this is starting to get out of hand" Victor says to himself.....he was surprised to see the android get up mostly un harmed and screaming about his shirt.....Victor begins to move leaping down the hallway towards them and as soon as Deek makes his move behind him drawing his sword and slashing at Mashvett......Victor moving quicker than most people can perceive......draws his own sword and slides between the two of them......parrying Deeks swing.......and at that moment with the introduction of a third person in this altercation it was as if time stopped for just a moment.......and Victor, his voice sounding slightly electronic while speaking with his face covered, was quick to say,....."you guys should possibly quit before one of you kills the other.......now if you both dont mind i think this would be a good time to talk this all out....i have a proposition for you Deek......and even you Ranntuk Mashvett." Victor says while holding Deeks sword at bay and turned to reference Ranntuk.......Victor now stood between them both and waited

[Morrigan52]

Mashvett rolled forward, twisting a he did so, to come up on all fours facing the android and the black-clad newcomer.
At first he had trouble determining who or what it was. The metallic voice threw off the hunter's senses but the fluidity of its movements gave away its race.
Mashvett cursed his luck. A vampire and an android just dropped into his lap, and they were both his equal in combat, at least. Pride would not allow him to think that he couldn't kill them both, but logic wouldn't allow him to try both at once.
The hunter thought for a moment. If he could get them talking, he might be able to get another sneak attack in. Maybe do some serious damage this time. Even with the decision to play along with the blood-sucker, he chafed at the thought that a vampire had just saved him a great deal of pain and possibly his life. "What could you ever have to offer me, Immortal?", he growled