{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 3:14:52 PM
1
Divia was tracking, well everyone, but one person in particular. She followed one person, whom looked quite scared, as he ducked into a building.
English
-
[i]JT had spotted the man and marked him up with Tag Sight, and was now tracking him through the walls with his Augs. He was like a predator, and followed with his hand holding the grip of a revolver from the roofs. [/i]
-
Divia was gone from his sight again, and the man looked like he was talking with somebody or somebodies.
-
[i]JT was fairly accustomed to Divia disappearing, so he just tailed the figure and watched from afar. He knew there was something the assassin was planning. [/i]
-
The man he was tracking hit the floor, and there were three sharp cracks intermeshed with quieter pops, a faint slithering, a crackle, something slicey sounding, a muffled groan, and several thuds.
-
[i]"Damn this chick's overkill," JT muttered to himself, smiling sadistically. He never was one for murder, although he did enjoy seeing a display of skill like that. [/i]
-
Divia opens the door and walks out. “Problem dealt with.”
-
[i]"Good shit, you'll have t'show me how you did that shit one day." [/i]
-
“I could now.” She offers.
-
[i]"Please, do."[/i]
-
“Computer, replay my most recent actions.” The world shifts to the interior of the building. 9 men stand, sit, and lean on stools, seats, and tables, some drinking, all listening to the man as he speaks silently. The roof promptly came out and Divia, tendrils out, dropped in on top of him, driving a knife into the back of his head. She moved with lightning speed as the criminals drew. She fired six shots into six eye sockets, and three guns went off as their owners stiffened. All the while she was moving, two tendrils held two knives which slit two throats before she slammed her glowing left palm over the last man’s mouth before he could scream. In less than a second, he was an emaciated husk, and hit the floor.
-
[i]"You're an attractive Cthulhu, good to know," JT jokingly said as he watched Divia's movements, each kill noted. He saw her efficiency and disregard of their own movements - Something he could respect. [/i]
-
“If I were Cthulhu , I’d have just rent their minds asunder from a dimension away.” She jokes
-
[i]"Right, this is much more fun though," JT said. Perhaps he was, in fact, taking some enjoyment here. [/i]
-
“Yes, it is rather fun.” She smiles a little, slightly psychotically
-
[i]"Hey, mind doing me a favour and settin' me up a target?" [/i]
-
“Computer, devise an assassination scenario for JT.” The world shifted to a European street, the eastern sort you’d find in the balkans. In the distance came the sound of a parade.
-
[i]"Mother-blam!-er are you making me kill an Archduke? Because this is how World War One kicked off," JT said to Divia with a chuckle. His clothing shifted as well, rather than being a heavily armed cowboy he was not wearing a pair of jeans, black boots, and a grey tee shirt that hugged his extremely muscular torso. His Augs looked almost like flesh, and hidden in his hand was a dagger, one which was ornate and jeweled. He started walking down the street, motioning for Divia to come. He figured it was time to practice with that knife Lance had given him. [/i]
-
She follows. “That seems to be the situation.”
-
[i]"Right. Well, do me a favour and stay in th' crowd, aight? Just watch me." JT maneuvered his way through the dense crowd, moving through the crowd with ease as not many people wanted to try and stand in front of a buff man of his height. The crowd parted like the red sea for him as he approached the guards of the Archduke's vehicle. He slashed at the trachea of the leftmost guard with his dagger in a reverse grip, before lifting the blade over his head and stabbing it into the heart of the second guard. With a lunge forwards he grabbed the driver of the car and tore of his throat, and all the while he drove the knife into Archduke Ferdinand - He dragged the blade across his lungs and cut deep enough to slice open both, before the dagger was placed into his heart where it pierced the septum. JT pulled the knife out and approached Divia in the screaming crowd - Either the Archduke would bleed out from the heart functioning improperly or he would die of pierced lungs. [/i]
-
“A tad brutal, and hardly subtle, but the job is done nonetheless.”
-
[i]"Last time I was subtle, my friend chopped another to pieces and I ended up with an armada of angry séxbots in my company. I ain't doing shit like that anymore." [/i]
-
“Armada of angry sexbots?”
-
[i]"Long story. Got time to listen?" [/i]
-
“Of course.”
-
[i]"Alright. There was this dude named Jack Rabbit, head of the local mafia collective. Good dude, never dealt in slavery or any of the more heavy drugs, and he was pretty fair. Me and my friends Ivan, Daego, Lance, Etana and Diana were hired to enter a robot gentleman's club to off some high priority target in the basement. We get there and Diana charms the guard of the main entrance while Etana's girlfriend Trinity takes out the second guard, both ended up dead. Etana gets us through the systems of the club's locks with his hacks while me, Daego and Ivan just kind of hang around. So we get to the basement and unlock this -blam!-huge door, and we find our target. Only our target is literally made of leather, and he's skinnin' this one android chick. Of course I wanted to keep the droid for personal reasons, but we had t'turn 'er in to Jack Rabbit as proof we did the things. I had a rifle with me so I pumped a few shots into the thing, but it takes Ivan's body over. Lance chops the -blam!-er to pieces while Ivan ends up as little cubes, so I go upstairs and deal with the crowd control - Cops and running patrons, all that shit. I had a few dudes swing by to pick up a good twenty of the séxbots for my apartment and dip outta there, though Leatherman got away. Daego chased him since, y'know, he basically killed his brother while Etana and Lance drop off the body of Cynthia, and my lil' militia got some bots for free use. Though I put rules in place, because robot lives matter too." [/i]
