Neosage:

Character Sheet

You do realize that this takes place in Victorian England... Not modern day, right?

Mookie_Magnus:

You do realize that this takes place in Victorian England... Not modern day, right?

Fixed. Sorry I am tired. You can take the old one out of your post now, to save my embarrasment, if you wouldn't mind?

Neosage:

Mookie_Magnus:

You do realize that this takes place in Victorian England... Not modern day, right?

Fixed. Sorry I am tired. You can take the old one out of your post now, to save my embarrasment, if you wouldn't mind?

Also, we're full... Or could you not read the title?

Mookie_Magnus:

Neosage:

Mookie_Magnus:

You do realize that this takes place in Victorian England... Not modern day, right?

Fixed. Sorry I am tired. You can take the old one out of your post now, to save my embarrasment, if you wouldn't mind?

Also, we're full... Or could you not read the title?

He was on the reserve list Mookie, calm down.

sky14kemea:

Mookie_Magnus:

Neosage:

Mookie_Magnus:

You do realize that this takes place in Victorian England... Not modern day, right?

Fixed. Sorry I am tired. You can take the old one out of your post now, to save my embarrasment, if you wouldn't mind?

Also, we're full... Or could you not read the title?

He was on the reserve list Mookie, calm down.

I AM CALM!! RAAAGHH!! **NERD RAGE**

Yes ma'am, Sky...

Mookie_Magnus:

sky14kemea:

Mookie_Magnus:

Neosage:

Mookie_Magnus:

You do realize that this takes place in Victorian England... Not modern day, right?

Fixed. Sorry I am tired. You can take the old one out of your post now, to save my embarrasment, if you wouldn't mind?

Also, we're full... Or could you not read the title?

He was on the reserve list Mookie, calm down.

I AM CALM!! RAAAGHH!! **NERD RAGE**

Yes ma'am, Sky...

No worries dawg, you just gotta learn to read every post ;)

So... who's in and who isn't?

Mostly, am I in? ^^

iceland'gamer:
So... who's in and who isn't?
Mostly, am I in? ^^

Yeah everyone is in. xD we're full up now, so congrats, and we will either be starting much later today or sometime tomorrow afternoon (GMT)

I'll be here at 3:00PM EST tomorrow. Expect it sometime then after I consult with my co-GM.

Well i think i might take a Reserve, Will have my Charecter sheet up some other time.. Today or Tommorow!

Okay well I'm ready to start, just waiting for razer17's sheet. And Aloran will be making his own op for when he appears later =]
And now we wait for the other GM xD

iceland'gamer:

OOC

Kinda, in my notes it says our base is underneath an old church :D
So it's a big underground academy thing I think xD

arrrr! Character sheet going up!

Aloran:
arrrr! Character sheet going up!

sheet

hooray! xD thats everyone then, just waiting for the other GM to come online now.

sky14kemea:

iceland'gamer:

OOC

Kinda, in my notes it says our base is underneath an old church :D
So it's a big underground academy thing I think xD

Guardian of Light buried underground, ironic... I like it ^^
Looking forward for starting, come on GM, let's get this RP rolling! :D

Story post will be posted now!

"Well... I think he's dead." Cedric said with a hint of sarcasm, as he put his hands on his hips.

He looked at the scene in front of him. There was blood splattered almost everywhere. The walls, floor, even on the windows. They were in a wide alley round the back of someone's house.
The body itself was a mangled wreck, with intestines spelling out onto the cobbled floor, what was left of the corpse was covered in vicious claw marks. Although the strangest thing was the body was not casting a shadow, unlike the Guardians who had come to investigate.

Cedric yawned and looked over at the mismatched group he had to work with. Even though it was only 4am, they had all showed up on time, which annoyed him.
Jericho, Dekres, Zeke, Steven, Charles, Rowan, Kane, John, Alixandyr, Ewan and Karina. Pretty much everyone he could remember was there.
Turning away from the group, he ran one of his hands through his hair and closed his eyes, trying to take a quick nap without anyone noticing. When he opened one eye to check, he saw Jericho staring at him.
Damn.. He thought, and turned back round.

"Okay then... Ewan and Steven, get some blood samples and stuff from the body." He stopped for a moment to yawn again.
Bloody mornings, how come Eliza gets to sleep in and I'm stuck out here? He leaned his head to the side and looked at Jericho again.
And why does Jericho get to stay in his pajamas....

"And uhh... John you look for fingerprints on that wall." He said, pointing to the one nearest the body.
"Rowan and Alixandyr, you go keep the police busy, and feed them some bullshit story about a massmurderer or something fun." He said lazily.
"And Dekres, you get the extra fun task of setting up the tripod camera and taking photo's of the scene from every single angle." Cedric gave a little smirk, the camera always took ages to take even a single picture, he hadn't gotten around to buying a new tripod yet.
"Everyone else take five." He wandered over to a clean wall near the edge of the crime scene to watch, resting his hands behind his head.

Suddenly he spotted something, a glint of metal in the victums skull.
"Ah fuck." He said, stretching and heading towards the body.
He kicked what remained of the head gently, and a coin fell out from underneath the victim's tongue, with the symbol of the Athames on it.

Eliza's world broke from the black liquid presence of her shadow walk into dim light as dawn broke over the London fog. Cedric turned to face her, though he did not have to speak. Eliza bent and picked up the coin, straightening her long jacket.
It was a single roman denarius but where the head of a roman emperor would have been was the burned sigil of the Athames, an eye with a crown. She pulled out a small bag and adressed the crowd of people at the scene "In all my long years in service to the Guardians, I have hoped I would never have to deal with the Athames ever again. Tell the police something imaginary to throw them off. Cedric, I will need to take you away from your fun. We must visit the Witchknives." Cedric turned and said to Eliza sharply, expressing dismay and said "I Can't, it's 4 in the fucking morning and I haven't even had coffee, yet I'm stuck babysitting." He said, motioning angrily at the other folks working around him.
"Alixandyr can watch them. He is capable. Now calm yourself" Cedric frowned....then looked up at Eliza his eyes full of laughter. Eliza held her hand out and said "You know the drill....close the circle..."
"Close the curtain. Yeah, I'm not a recruit." Cedric finished. Jericho walked over to Eliza, where he had been standing observing the others moving about with a lazy eye, and grabed her hand firmly. The three flickered a moment before dissapearing in a small puff of smoke and a crack like a gunshot.

Zeke leant back on the wall that was nearest to the group. He still wasn't used to the early morning calls, even after being in The Guardians for the amount of time he had been.

"I'll just take a quick powernap." He said, closing his eyes, his arms crossed over his chest. Within moments he was asleep, falling through the darkness of his unconsciousness, snoring ever so slightly.

Karina had been standing against a nearby brick wall. Cedric had told them all to take five, something that she wouldn't argue against. Looking up at the sky she noticed the sun was beginning to rise. They had been here for quite sometime, and yet Karina had done almost nothing. She didn't like doing nothing. It made her feel useless.

"What do we do now?"

She wasn't tired. All she wanted was to keep herself occupied.

Kane leaned against the wall before sliding to a sitting position, he removed a knife from it's sheathe and began idly twirling it along his hand, making sure only the flat of the blade made contact with his skin as he did so.

"Yes sir." Ewan replied. He was practically the youngest person here, most of the others well past being centenarians. This was his first crime scene, actually. He was slightly nauseous, as this was the first time he had seen a dead body also.

"Right... Blood..." Ewan was a bit squeamish, but he wouldn't let this stop him. He pulled out his investigatory equipment, donned gloves, and gathered blood and tissue samples from the victim, placing them in sterile cellophane containers.

Earlier that morning

Jericho was dancing around in a fluffy pink candy-world, the giant sweetbread was talking to him.
"Jericho"
The voice said sweetly, enticing Jericho to take a bite from the lovely thing.
"Jericho"
It echoed, Jericho was drooling now, he just had to have a bite.

"JERICHO!"

He thudded as he hit the floor, baffled at how the sweetbread could have such a powerful kick.
"Mother?!"

"I'm not your mother you lazy bastard!"
Cedric Kamiya was standing over him, a small frown on his lips.

"What's hap... wait, is it 3AM?"

"Just put on something warm, and follow me"

Jericho put on his dressing gown and a warm blue woolen hat, he strolled lazily behind Cedric, curiously incurious as to what was going on although he did have the odd question...about breakfast.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the crime scene. Jericho was too tired to be shocked at the apalling sight infront of him. Although the shadowless cadaver did pique his interest...

Steven walked over to Ewan.

I see you're fairly new here. Call me Silver, just do as i say and follow my lead, we'll get you through this case in a matter of weeks..

There was a stream of friendliness and confidence in his voice, but heard something about Athames and uncertainty struck him like a roundhouse kick in the face.

Alright boss, we've collected some blood. I'm gonna take a look inside, see if there's traces inside, maybe a witness or a camera... be right back

Steven hauled himself over into the house where the body lay up against. As he entered, he felt vulnerable, he didn't like not having his armor on. But then again, investigation and research didn't require much. Besides, he was carrying his blade sheathing it at his side. He may have felt vulnerable, but never powerless.

sky14kemea:

OOC

To Everyone

Lord_Ascendant:

OOC

Thank you. Now let's get this OOC over with and continue with this glorious RP :)

"Thanks Cedric," Dekres hissed, attempting to set up the decade old tripod.

"I fucking despise him," he groans managing to get the thing set up and began taking photos of the body.

What beast done this? he thinks to himself moving the camera to the next angle shot.

Rowan chuckled quietly to himself, viewing all the tired faces. Sleep is for the dead, or the normal living. The Draconian clan should not require sleep; they were all just addicted to it. He quickly snapped out of his thoughts and beckoned to Alixandyr,

"Right, we better make these constibles disappear real quick."
"You're not allowed to kill them Rowan," Alixyandyr remarked dryly.
"There are other satisfying ways," Rowan said as he walked over to the two officers on the corner.

"Morning gents" he said as he walked to the corner.
"Civilians should not be breakin curfew!" bellowed the fatter officer. A look at his aura confirmed to Rowan that the man was mad with power.
"A civilian? Me? I ought to slap you! I'm here with the yard, investigating a massmurder that is happening on the streets of London," said Rowan in a condescending tone, a golden badge appearing in his hands.
"I want you police to stay extra vigilent, and if you have any information you should send it in a letter adressed to RSW at 16 Moonlit. The postman will know what to do. Under no circumstances should you do any investigating yourself, or alert the Yard. We believe there may be a man on the inside."
"So what the bloody hell should we do?" yelled fatty yet again.
"Go home, hug your children, and make love to your wife," Rowan said, turning and disappearing in the dark mist.

John hadn't been sleeping this morning, unlike all of the others, probably. He didn't sleep much anymore. His dreams had been growing increasingly disturbing as of late. That was probably why. He had been practicing his sabre forms instead. He remembered fondly the days when he was taught by a grizzled old Crusader how to cut the flame from the wick of a candle in a move called Attack 5. It had taken him hours of practice to master.

Now, he could do six candlesticks in less than a second while blindfolded.

He dusted the wall near the body for prints.

[OOC: Does he find any?]

John dusts the wall for prints, and finds a lot of scattered prints, as if someone was trying to cling to the wall to pull themselves up. There are at least 2 different types of prints.