Bad Boy's RPG Thread

[Renos Babe]

(okay it's really bad but it's a start, feel free to post TsaebXIII will move us onto the hideout)

The wheelchair bound figure of Boris Mendeleev did not appear to be able to head an organisation such as Evil co. however no one in the world could be more qualified.

As the first of the possible future employees walked in through the door a small smile spread across Boris’ face. The young girl standing behind him visibly stiffened as her hand fell down to the blade at her side. In her mind she matched each of the faces to their profiles.

Boris scanned each of the faces, these four two people where the only ones that passed his strick guidelines and he had invited into the organisation. His smile grew as he moved himself forwards the soft footfalls of the young girl close behind him. “Welcome, George, and Chassen” He paused as he reached the pair, “If you two would follow me, we will be leaving for your new home” With that he and the young girl walked outside and entered the limo waiting.

[Nefieslab]

George nodded slowly and climbed into the limo with the others. He sat down on the opposite side of the car from the others however and gestured to his jacket nervously,
"Do you mind sir? M'am?" he asked with a tremor in his voice, "T-the... urge... it is upon me."
He reached into his jacket and drew an uncooked steak of meat from one of the inner pockets. He licked his canine's with his tongue in a wolfish manner before ripping a huge chunk of the meat off before going to work chomping on it. To finish the entire steak took him less than a minute. He licked his teeth again, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in pleasure before they refocused on the others in the limo.
Shame replaced the joy he'd felt only seconds before. He coughed politely,
"I'm sorry everyone. But I believe Wolfang was hungry." Edward smiled a little, "And when Wolfy gets hungry I can't deny her the blood she wants."
He licked his teeth again and snapped his teeth closed. He grinned and his pupils dilated suddenly,
"Wolfy is furry but she's mean at times." George said with the voice that betrayed a young child, eager but scared. The grin unbalanced this illusion more than the fact that George Edwards was obviously not a child. The grin was what gave George away for the sadistic man that he truely was. It was the measured sight of those filed canines as much as it was the glint of malice in his eyes, "Don't worry sir. I've got hold of her leash tight."

[SparkyLT]

(Sorry if this sucks, I'm not real used to RPGs).


Chassen raised an eyebrow, beginning to wonder what she'd gotten herself into. She didn't remember being told about some three-personality strangeling. Then again, she suspected that working for an evil corporation would eventually entail some backstabbing, and the strangeling might be a good ally.

She leaned back and absently mindedly touched-up her sharp fingernails as she tried to think of a way to start a conversation with George\Edward\"Wolfy". Actually, the more she looked at him, the more befriending him seemed like a good idea. But, because Chassen's conversation skills weren't taught to her by her master at Crimson Sliver, they basically didn't exsist. She settled for just eyeing him in what she hoped wasn't a too disconcerning manner.

[Renos Babe]

The young girl next to Borris turned her head away as George Edwards spoke, she kept her head turned just staring at the blacked out window imagining what it would be like to watch the senery of the Queensland town of Rockhampton flash by her. When in reality it was just so she didn't have to watch him devour the raw steak.

She felt her body stiffen as they reached the coast line, her eyes returned to Boris who was too busy studying the behavour of the other two to notice her. Sighing inwardly she turned back out the window as the limo continued towards the harbour.

[Nefieslab]

(nice to see you in an rp sparky )

George scanned the people in the limo with him carefully and found his gaze met by one of the women in the car. He raised an eyebrow but before he could speak Edward, ever the reasonable one, took control,
"Is there something I can help you with...?" he began but George interrupted, "Or out of baby?!"
Edward tilted his head to the left and twitched ever so slightly. He looked back at the woman staring at him. He held out a hand,
"I'm ever so sorry about George. He's a bit of an animal sometimes." he said with a shy smile.

[SparkyLT]

(Yeah well, be patient with me, Nef. I'm only online weekends, so I maye a loooong time continuing sometimes .)

Chassen uncertainly shook his hand. "Apparently," she replied cautiously. Then, cracking a smile, she added, "I'll try to to be too offended, then. To answer your question, I was just...thinking. About what I've gotten into here. It wasn't my decision after all - the assassin's guild sent me."

[Tsaeb XIII]

Boris was annoyed; quite a rarity. He'd hoped for a significantly larger group, but since it was so essential in a criminal organisation to retain the image of control (what with the inherent risk of mutiny at the first sign of weakness), his official line was that none of the others he had looked into passed his strict quality and security checks.

Sitting in the front of the vehicle, the ever intriguing Enyala next to him silent as ever, he reconsidered his plans. It was still possible with a small group, altough some small alterations would need to be made. Perhaps a few successes in some early, less ambitious (though still lucrative) schemes would attract the interest of some of the world's more powerful criminals.

According to the GPS, they were nearing Boris' favourite base of operations. The blacked out windows hid the scenery from his guests, in case one of them had inexplicably managed to avoid his checks and was secretly with another organisation, and about all they could tell anyone was that they were somewhere in Central Queensland. Although, in all technicality, that wasn't even correct.

[Nefieslab]

(No problem Sparky. You'll do fine )

Edward nodded,
"I understand." he smiled a little, "But I never could stand the guilds myself. Too much..."
As he searched for the word George supplied it,
"Bullshit?" he suggested. Edward frowned,
"I was looking for a polite way of putting it but... yes i suppose that will have to do." he smiled at the woman again, "Well you already know both of my names. Would you be so kind as to tell me yours?"

[SparkyLT]

"Chassen." She bowed her head briefly, more of a nod. "But don't you mean all of your names? Wolfy...? Anyway, Crimson Silver is a traditional guild - not so much bullshit," She added with a smirk. "Don't worry about politeness. I've heard it all."

[Renos Babe]

Enyala couldn't help the small twitch of a smile the reached her face as she listened to the others talk. Although she was grateful for the mask she wore covering the bottom half of her face. She was starting to get edgy she didn't want to be in this car for much longer, she needed her space.

[Nefieslab]

George smirked,
"My kind of woman... no bull and plenty of mouth to run." he raised an eyebrow, "What's say I buy you a drink?"
Edward frowned,
"Do I have a say in this?"
"No."
"Wooof!"
"Shut up Wolfy."

[Renos Babe]

(Nefi, seeing as your now the boss, and Tsaeb has vanished off the face of this earth, i'm going to be playing boris for the most part as well, so i'm going to move the story line along a little so we're at the base.)

Enyala shook her head as she felt the Limo come to a stop. She heard Boris Chuckle as She opened the door. Walking around the limo she opened the doors for both George Edwards and Chassen, before preparing Boris' wheelchair and helping out of the limo. Boris Turned his head to George and smiled welcoming,
"I hope you find this a suitable base of operations Mr. Edwards" He paused momentarily and turned to face Enyala,
"If you need anything at all, Enyala here will fetch it for you" Enyala bowed her head slightly before wheeling Boris out of the room.

[Nefieslab]

George looked at the base of operations with a frown,
"I've found four gaps in security already. You?"
"Five." replied Edward. George nodded,
"shall we work on them in the mourning?"
"Sure. After all... we've got a date tonight." Edward reminded, shaking his head. George grinned and hooked his arm with Chassen's,
"May I escort such a lovely lady to her quarters?"

[SparkyLT]

"Certainly," Chassen replied, not sure if she should be uneasy or flattered. "But I have to wonder which one of you is buying me that drink."

[Nefieslab]

Edward smiled warmly,
"Well we work on a system. I buy you a glass of wine and we have a nice conversation." he said slowly. George chuckled,
"Then I buy a bottle of whiskey and we drink until clothes are a nothing to us!" he called out loudly. Edward sighed,
"I'm sorry about him. We can just have some wine or something if you want. I try to do these things right. I don't want to have to explain to a girl why she's tied up to a chair again."
"Oh come on! That was one time!"
"There was another girl tied to the other side of the chair."
"...that still only counts as the one time though."