I was told by Torama that would be able to find some fairly deacent hitmen here. So here's the story in a very small nutshell, I need to have an over obsessed, psycotic, Polarisian wolf stalker wacked. Like I said, that's the story in a very small nutshell.
The mercs are rats? I prefere mice but then again in the case of my Polarisian wolf stalker, begers can't be chosers.
No, but Beggers can choose to have the Best! or the other class of so-called mercs of sloppy tendancies, called mice. How much you willing to pay by the way?
So, it's a choice between my preferances or a job well done.... How much do the rats charge?
My mercs would consider that a challenge Whipblade ;) (and no they are not racist unlike some :P)
All depends what one your talking too now T, some rats are, some arn't. N' some... are just down right Nasty.
Dee
Now If I recall this right... its still under a mil for Stone.. I think about 500K, with a 250K retainer. I could be wrong, he could bite me in the ass for the wrong figures too.
he might be at 750K by now.... guess it all depends on his mood and the job too ^_~ Picky rats.
A million + 500 + 250= One million, seven hundred, fifty dollars!?!?!?!?!?! Where in the world do you think I can get that much money?! I don't have a bank account and I sure as heck am not related to J.K. Rowling! (I've heard on the news and read in magazines that she has more money then there is in the Queen of England's bank account. Hence, the reason why I said what I said.)
no.. no.. Stone isn't at a million yet. just 750K ^_~ I'm sure he can arrange a some sort of payment. payment plan.... alternate payments.
Sorry if my figures are wrong. Math was always my worst subject. Looks all over the place again And he knows it. Face gains a sad, scared, and depressed look Help me....
Stone's nodding yes. He'll take the job with a small team. One way or the other.
Tell him thank you for me. Also tell him that I'll try to find some collateral to give him in the place of money. Runs over to closet and pulls out a jewlery box
How much does he like rubies? I'm asking because I have a ton of them and they are all from my stalker. I'm willing and will be glad to be rid of them. I want no reminders of that psyco whatsoever.
Gems? Ooohhh you have his intrest now, money in one form or another is still currancy ^_^
He can take as many as he wants. Like I said these are from my stalker and I am willing to part with them using means necacery. Where does he want to want us rondevouse?
He can take as many as he wants. Like I said these are from my stalker and I am willing to part with them using means necacery. Where does he want us to rondevouse?
Sorry for the same message. I do repeat myself when I speak sometimes but never when I write.
Rendezvous.
I'm trying to recall if any of my mice other than Strike and Flak have dealt with rats ;) Damn this should be in ooc posting. Play properly ;) *flips back to overseer mode*
It should T...
Hrm... a meeting place?
OOC: Hrmm.. guess it depends...When is this in the BMFM series? Around waht series? Even with No Canon characters,*I* need a referance point.
also location? Earth or Mars n'... well.. just how evil are ya planning ta go here? got a rating in mind?
n' setting u keel to set it up or want me too?
Looks at T... eeeh... is there a rating on this place to begin with?
MA15+ (mature audiences 15 years and over or at least with the mentality of a real 15yo not the lame as teenyboppers with the self entitled attitudes I haven't even seen in my 4yo and 2yo, no idea what that translates to in other rating languages :).
Here's ze rules and ze ooc thread and ze character sheets.
There's only three of us regularly playing (five if you two start a game too) so haven't felt too inclined to break off an entire section for roleplaying purposes yet :P
I'd be more than happy to be involved in this one granted I can handle having this and the other I'm already involved in happening at once. It's do-able but also depends on how the other RP goes. Which I hope won't die anytime soon, lol.
Here's part of the story submitted by Whipblade. Thanks Whip, I've been meaning to make this a story.
Ratter hummed as he leaned on his bar counter after closing. Across from him a hooded female sat hunched over. A few strands of her hair peeking out from under the hood.
“You need someone to take care of a stalker?â€ÂÂ
“Yes an obsessed, psychotic, canine stalker to be exact. Preferably whacked.â€ÂÂ
“I have an assassin in mind, Weirdly, they are rats.. do you like rats? Can you stand their smell?†Ratter chuckled being one himself.
She shrugged “The mercs are rats? I prefer mice but then again in the case of my stalker, beggars can't be choosers.â€ÂÂ
“No, but Beggars can choose to have the Best! Or the other class of so-called mercs of sloppy tendencies, called mice. How much you willing to pay by the way?â€ÂÂ
“So, it's a choice between my preferences or a job well done.... How much do the rats charge?â€ÂÂ
“Well.. Now If I recall this right... its still under a mil for Stone.. I think about 500K, with a 250K retainer. I could be wrong, he could bite me in the ass for the wrong figures too. He might be at 750K by now.... guess it all depends on his mood and the job too.â€ÂÂ
“Seven hundred, fifty dollars?â€ÂÂ
Ratter frowned watching the cloak move, she obviously winced. “Just 750K. I'm sure he can arrange a some sort of payment. payment plan.... alternate payments.â€ÂÂ
“I don’t have that much in credits, but… I do have these.†She pulled a few gems out of her pocket placing them on the counter.
Ratter picked one up, holding it to the dimmed lights. “Gems yes, this will interest him. High quality too.â€ÂÂ
“He takes Gems?†She lifted her head, her hood sliding back slightly revealing her mouse muzzle.
“Yes, gemstones are more valuable currency in the intergalactic market than mere Martian matter.†Ratter smiled pocketing the gems. “That was my fee.â€ÂÂ
“He can take as many as he wants. Like I said these are from my stalker and I am willing to part with them using means necessary. Where does he want to want us rendezvous?â€ÂÂ
“Give me a few days to get in touch with him. In the meantime you can pay five stones per night for a room and two for your meals.†Ratter smiled.
"Jobs!" A scarred rat said scurring into a trench before a canyon.
A few rats gathered around. listening for familar names. Among them Sleet, a trainee. His deep gray, almost a blueish tint in his fur stood with ears perked.
"Stone." the scarred rat held up an envelope.
"That'd be me." the young rat trainee snatched the envelope, he waited until the rest of the 'jobs' had been handed out before retreating to his trainers cave. "A job came for you sir."
"Open it up and read it Sleet." A steel gray rat with lighter gray undertones and white whiskers startng on his muzzle ordered polishing his weapons on a small round table just inside the cave.
Sleet opened it up starting to read.
"Reply, we'll take it, meet at Rattlers' in her room." Stone said after a few moments. "Gems are just dandy for payment and this lass can expect us in two nights time."
Sleet nodded quickly scribbling down the reply and Stone's words. "Yes sir." He scurried out to catch the messenger before he left to collect Jobs and pass around replies.
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Ratter took the envelop from the messenger. Reading it, he smirked heading to Room four where the cloaked female mouse had taken refuge. "Miss?" He knocked. "Miss, you have a reply."
Okay, my turn.
Ratter heard the bolt and the lock on the door slid and she slowly opened the door.
"Thank you very much," she held her hand out of the door, waiting to be handed the letter.
Ratter placed it in her hand and before the door closed she looked at him with her hood nearly slipping off reaveling her sapphire blue eyes before she caught it once more and said, "Again, thank you."
He heard the bolt and lock fasten once more and walked away shaking his head.
****
She sat on the bed trying to read the reply as best as she could considering the most light she had was the oil lamp on the nightstand next to her because the widow was closed and the blinds were drawn so nothing could be seen, inside or out.
She finished reading the reply, a smile slipped onto her face and she placed the letter on the nightstand next to her and took off her cloak and hung it over the headstand of her bed. She snuffed out the oil lamp and closed her eyes as she feel into a long awaited sleep of relief and peace.
"Stone, can't we get something else?" Sleet complained as he hung to his trainers middle.
"This bike has served me well Sleet, just because YOUR ass hurts doesn't mean I'm going trade in a reliable low maitanence bike to suit your pathetic ass." Stone replied over the dull roar of the mufflered exhaust.
"That Vein Valley?" Sleet sighed trying to ignore the dress down.
"Yes." Stone nodded as they slid through two stone pillars accenting the mountain entrance to the enclosed city.
Sleet stared up at the amazing spiraled carved pillar as they drove through, the streets lined with normal looking martian houses, warehouses and even appartments. Sleet tried to take it all in. It was his second trip out of the Tribe Canyon. It still amazed the teen that creatures lived above the ground in little stone quarried huts.
Stone pulled up infront of the old brownstone twostroy. Killing his bikes engine. "Come on pup." He headed up the two low steps to the door pushig it open with a rusty squeak.
"Stone." Ratter nodded. "Your early."
"Money in the paw." Stone greeted. "Sleet." jerking his thumb at the teen.
Ratter glanced at the trainee. Nodding once. "Upstairs room 4."
Sleet and stone both assended the stairs, they creaked under their weight. At room Four, Stone raised his paw giving two solid knocks.
The bolt and lock unfastened and the door opened to reveal a fairly attractive golden furred mouse with blue eyes, brown hair, a black star tattoed on the back of her right hand, and even more curiously, a heart-shaped scar on her right cheek. She wore a pair of silver hoop earrings, a necklace with a strange glowing stone on it, a long sleeved, knee length dress that bearily hugged her curves and black ankle boots.
"You the assasins?" she said as she opened the door all the way and leaned against the doorway. They couldn't believe that this was the person who they were to work with for the time being. She looked as if she couldn't harm anything smaller then her and yet she heired them to get rid of somebody.
"Yes," Stone said as he physically maintained composier while inside he was honestly amazed. She gave them a smile and motioned for them to step into the room.
"Then, may we come into your parlor said the spiders to the fly," she said with the smile still on her face.
The two rats both wearing weapons and black tight shortsleeve tops, and black kevlar pants stepped into the small room.
"We prefer Non-Negotiating health advisers." Stone said in his chilly tone. eyeing the dark room and the slight pretty mouse.
Sleet blinked unable to phathom something so frail looking hiring them for a job. "Got a picture of the target?" he asked glancing at Stone. The older rat nodded his head. "What was the targets last location?"
She produced a picture of a wolf that had a veriety of scars on his face and a black jacket that was tattered and torn. He wore ripped jeans, a loose fitting tee-shirt, and an emotionless expression. She sighed and leaned back in her chair.
"I was going to hang it up and throw darts at it, but then I realized that I may need it for future use," she explained. "He should possibly be somewhere in this area. He can't be away from me too long or else he'd go insane. That's how I just know that he's somewhere in the area near this very tavern. I can tell you that much but after that, your on your own."
Stone hummed, staring at the picture memorizing the target. He passed the picture to Sleet.
"No weird mental link or physical 'awareness' between you two?" Stone grunted.
Sleet rolled his eyes. "Sir, the paranormal does not exsist."
Stone snorted a reply at the pup, snapping back the picture.
Just then their client gave a low chuckle and rolled her eyes at the younger rat. She gently touched the glowing stone around her neck and stroked it a couple of times.
"If you knew," she said with her smile on her face. Then she immediatly went back to business. "So, it's like I said I only know that he is somewhere in this area and that's just about it. I only I hope that I have enough to satisy you and hold up my end of the deal." She took a small pouch and poared it's contants of the many colored and glittering gems onto the table which they sat at.
Sleets eyes went wide. Picking one up he gave it a good squeeze. "Its not glass." he whispered holding it up to the lttle light there was, it sparkled.
Stone scooped up a handful checking them over. "Nice quality, decent size." Weighting one in his calloused paw. "bout a half bar.. " He started t count the gems yeah you got a good price here missy. It'll pay your retainer and some ammo for us, but your goin to have to come up with the rest...,Quarter more" he elbaorated. "when we bag the target."
Sleet pocketed some gems before Stone scooped them all up and put them back in a litle sack.
She smiled and said, "I've got plenty more where that came from. He thinks I may start to have feelings for him." She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "He can jump out of a window into a large body of water and drown for all I care. I just want him out of my life so badly. If I didn't I wouldn't have called you guys."
Arbiter
Oddly enough I see Stone and his likes up for this mission. Weirdly, they are rats.. do you like rats? Can you stand their smell? :P
Been wanting to do something with my rats n; just havn't found the right 'fit'; for them yet ^_^
"There are three things you can count on...."
"Your brains, your bros, and your bikes?" Vandal asked.
"No, Hunger, Thirst, and never a bathroom when you need it." Jacket grumbled.