Noir Cops (Discussion and Sign-Ups)

[UltramanGoji]

I take it the crime scene they are going to is the same one Kingston's at?

Yup, it's a good way for all the characters to interact.

[M.U.T.O.]

Suppose they find some Argus Cubes. That would make Grail go bugshit crazy.

[Godzilla The King]

Oh, this'll be fun.

[M.U.T.O.]

Very. I'm looking forward to this getting really fun.

[Godzilla The King]

Detective meeting Noir Cops will probably be my favorite thing to write.

[M.U.T.O.]

Grail meeting detectives is gonna be fun.

[Vatarian]

This honestly looks pretty cool. And I have a character-idea. Must...resist.... Urge.... To.... Join.....

[M.U.T.O.]

This honestly looks pretty cool. And I have a character-idea. Must...resist.... Urge.... To.... Join.....

One of us
ONE OF US

[Godzilla The King]

Thinking of introducing this villain in, he's going to be minor for a while but I think he's both grounded yet weird enough to work on both sides of the story.

Name: Seven, Lucky Number 7, Lucky (Only known by alias)
Group: Villain
Age: ??? (assumed to be in 50's)
Gender: Male
Physical Appearance: Bit of a chubby guy, black hair turning grey, grey eyes that seem to read your every move, average height, wears fancy clothes. Always carries a ring with the number seven on it.
Weapons: Handguns, knives, massive army of mooks
Power: Seven can read minds, it's assumed that it is how he got so high in the criminal underworld, it comes at a price however, he needs to focus to find things and it's easier to find thoughts if the person is actively thinking of them. He gets around this by manipulating people. He also has the ability to see possible futures but he cannot predict when this power happens.
Personality: Brutal, cunning, and a masterful manipulator, that is how he's survived so long. He loves to play cards, in fact that is how he often reads minds, a game of cards.
History: Seven is an enigma, no records of his existence beyond some murmuring on the streets, not enough to find him.

[G2000]

This roleplay smells like cigarettes.

[Godzilla The King]

Indeed.

Let's see how tense this'll get.

[Vatarian]

So. UltramanGoji approved my character in private. But it'll be a bit of a surprise for you all.

Heh.

[UltramanGoji]

Fuck automatic log-out. Had a lengthy-ass post written up and it deleted the entire thing. Totally killing my enthusiasm for writing.

[Vatarian]

So, would it be ok for the station to report in that the Cemetery's newest night-watchman reported seeing something on top of one of the crypts, and though they think he's just a drunk dumbass, or being punked by local kids, it should be checked out?

[Vatarian]

Am I yelling into a void here?

EDIT: Nevermind.

[UltramanGoji]

So, would it be ok for the station to report in that the Cemetery's newest night-watchman reported seeing something on top of one of the crypts, and though they think he's just a drunk dumbass, or being punked by local kids, it should be checked out?

Sorry for late response!

That would be great!

[DinoMaster]

So, I dunno how active I'll be, but as the other RP I'm in has died, this one looks like fun.

Name: Marcus Flint
Group: Crooks
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Physical Description: He's humanoid in the basic shape at a first glance. On a closer look, Human isn't the best description. 6 and a half feet tall, piercing green eyes, and skin thick enough to deflect smaller rounds of ammunition.
Weapons/Equipment: While his new biological jaws and claws can be useful, he prefers a pistol and a set of brass knuckles more.
Powers: Thickened skin, an above average strength, and an ability to hold his breath for over 20 minutes.
Personality: Marcus can be seen as blunt and dangerous by those who do not know him well. He retains a more mellow personality around those he feels he can trust, and has a bit of a melancholic side as well.
History: Once a simple ring fighter and occasional two bit crook, Marcus Flint was never much to write home about. Nights were spent in the rings, taking home what he could of the bet money. Days were spent assisting in the more low brow behaviors of the upper classes in Rivetview Park,, such as transporting shipments and even the occasional drug smuggling. Life went by like this, content and well for quite some time.
For some reason that he doesn't talk about, Flint began to owe the wrong people money, and wasn't able to pay up. After losing a bad match in the ring, he headed home. Instead of reaching his apartment, a pipe greeted the back of his head and he lost conciousness. He regained it in the sewers, transformed into a literal monster of a man. Unsure of who did this to him or why, he soon returned to the world of crime. He hunts for a potential cure to what he considers his affliction, occasionally taking work as hired muscle or an enforcer.

[Vatarian]

So... Killer Croc?

[G2000]

AFK for the night

[DinoMaster]

So... Killer Croc?

Ehhh... Sorta. Looks like how the earlier crocs did, but with more human aspects and a potential goal of being rid of the mutated body. Personalities are completely different.