CobraCommando

"My name is Rusty Malt and aye we usual do I just happen to be one who likes it up here more than down under all of the sky and the underground only has so much to see to keep me entertained I needed more in life so I bid my old life farewell and came to this city and I do some work here and there but nothing too special mostly caravan work because I like to travel. might I ask why you use magic on me? I chuckle knowing that the few magic items on my person are all he will see.

"I'm guessing this has been going on for awhile now and have they by chance gotten more aggressive?" this could be quite bad ... we should be able to take care of things, but they also know where we are going most likely anyways. something seems odd already about this ... but voicing my opinions wont get me a job for today so ill keep my mouth shut about it for now.

Ignored ... guess we can't have it all, but there are other matters to attend to "as he says it seems we are both here for the job" I felt strange after hearing about the amulet that other spoke of, but nothing came to mind as I thought about it (knowledge arcana?) "and if you wouldn't mind going into a little more detail about why you think getting a bodyguard or two is necessary that would be appreciated"

Trixie was always some what rumored to like the finer things in life but whatever job she had it would probably pay quite handsomely compared to what the others had to offer, but first things first it seemed I might have a co worker for the time being so... "hey there guy, you here for the job as well?" but before I could continue the door opened to the cart.

At the moment I was arguing with one owner of the Hotel I chose as it being an upper class sort of deal, but the fellow wouldn't stop pestering me about staying for the sun celebration, but as I told him it just wasn't my thing and I would be looking to do some work after my meal. Soon after I began eating he bids me farewell and went about his business seeing as I was quite adamant on my decision I mean sure I felt bad, but I had things to do and people to see and what do we have here? "Caravan seeking Guard detail/Entertainment, Ponyville or bust, leaving tomorrow evening" Sounds like my type of gig. I ended up leaving the cash on the table and going out the door and to the job I went in haste for the job was leaving soon. It ended up being a party of about four caravans of goods and people one of which seemed way too extravagant for just some traveler, (diplomacy to find out who and what they might be doing in these parts and why leave at a time like this and if they might have work at this time and knowledge nobility if that's applicable)

Rusty was currently doing guard detail for one of the many caravans that went to this "summer sun celebration" these ponies cared so much about, personally he didn't care too much for the sun, but then again I was underground for most of his life. This caravan was carrying Salt and some other vegetable matter That I had no interest in, but the job had good pay and I always wanted to see the capital of the pony kingdom and after all there is always work places this big. After we crested a Hill and went through the gate, I took my time looking around as we lazily winded through the city to our destinations, it was almost relaxing how nice it was here, but then again the few people staring didn't help, but they didn't do it for too long just mostly to get a good look I guess, we started unloading our cargo and sat there relaxing for a few hours watching the crowds pass by and then I looked for a decent meal for the day and a room for the night.

Lost my leg in an accident involving us cliff diving, I hit a rock : / .

this is kinda funny how hes playing Victim but that's fine I could go dig up what really happened but w/e.

need only one, don't know how it happened. threads name is hackmaster.

Love jethro tull but honestly picking one song is hard, I like broadsword but I also love roundabout by Yes.... hmmmm guess this will have to do. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wu-RFt-3zg8

Sometime's these thread's really get my goat, I'm a butcher by trade and these thread's always point finger's at "Who's to blame" Let's be honest here People need to eat and an industry is not something to blame. My family when they started working this land back in 1860 they had no way to make money other then this industry, We are rancher's, butcher's, farrier, we do everything that can be done on a farm, Which mean's we feed people and that's one thing that people do is desire for meat. Do we do it humanly... Yes they die within 4 second's and they are knocked out for the duration Most of the video's you see are those that get greedy and cut corner's on there work force. Like They hire people for Below minimum wage under the table, All for more pocket change but the worker's don't care about the animal's because they aren't getting payed enough for them to try and be humane. Kinda like a desk job with long hour's and bad pay, you get sloppy but then again it all goes right down to the money I for one haven't seen first hand the level of abuse some video's show, Could i see why though? sure people can be cruel but doesn't warrant the hate for all people in the industry. Now one thing that pisses me off is Peta but eh....

"12th squad...." I looked over at The sky for a moment "Well I guess that make's some sort of sense in all of this, So we go there And find out were said captain was the night of his disappearance and or any strange activities that night Maybe someone out of place that night" I started walking down the road While I smoked "So what do you think we will find there"

"I Guess that make's sense, But don't you find this any bit fishy having this all come up at once Let alone having the call go out for one man not the day of the murderer's but after "All of a sudden" finding the body's?" I started walking down the hall's "call me crazy but there's something else that bug's me, A captain being on the list of missing report's let alone him being caught off guard seem's too good to be true. Also were was he killed at in the first place if it was his quarter's then how did the killer even slip into there to do the deed like 100's of people roam around that place and Nobody saw anything?" I took out a Pipe and began smoking "Or I could just be paranoid is all, So Where we heading Chief?"

Honestly this all seem's odd, First we have a bunch of missing Report's and now we have a High order to catch a fugitive for questioning this seems too perfect to be anything but fishy to say the least. Not only that but confinement of a whole section of Shinigami was quite a drastic measure to take in finding Raptor, The only proof was his sword's ability And even so were in the hell could we find him hes in a blasted city let alone this big of one Hell the water way's are just as big. I began organizing some search party's to start looking for our Raptor in the wall's where ever he was it was clear I had a job to do but that didn't mean that i couldn't look into a few thing's myself... Speaking of which. "Flint, What exactly are you doing here anyway... with... no one" I paused for a moment "So have you heard?"

My package finally arrived, My next set of training gear it had to be made heavy and there was only a few substances that could be of such mass one was earthly metal and the other was Soul sand. This substance is infused with a person's Spiritual pressure and repulses it like a magnet but it being to heavy it doesn't go anywhere I however get pushed into the ground and I have to fight to keep standing let alone moving and all the while in Water. It was a hard workout and one that could kill a person but if I will ever master myself and my Ability I need massive endurance and experience with moving under such conditions and this was only the beginning as i had slowly added more power into the repulsion and was now slowed down to a crawl moving at only a 10th my Walking speed and was soon going to be exhausted from this, But hey had to be done. After cleansing the body and cooling off I made my way to my room in the barracks, My hookah working it's magic on some Tabaco i smoked for awhile reading report's and doing some paperwork. "You do realize that my power is still out of you're reach, Right?" I glanced up at the being Clad in armor "My dear if that were true I would of died long ago before you came to my realization, And for This power you speak of when do you reveal it?" The being huffed out her chest and scolded me "When I think you can survive" and with that she dissipated I continued too look at the blank space and nodded for some unknown reason and then laid out on the floor knowing my work was done for the evening.

Crom was at this moment looking into the training regiment for squad one, Nothing out of the ordinary but there was a few that he was afraid should probably pack there bag's and go to squad eleven Brute force was no way to understand there sword. They train and train, Spar with there peer's and take advice from no one, this could hold problem's for other's that try to help them but then again that's not my problem. Report's were one thing, and then there was this set of report's that were kinda scary, Missing people in soul society something by any of the records hasn't happened in quite awhile and by that i mean thousands of year's whom ever did it was never found. I could bring this too someone's attention but that would not only step over someone else's job but also might get me yelled at because this was in fact not my job that was for the captain's right hand man to do Whatever I found I put it to rest this was for someone higher up and whomever had that job I could only hope god speed on finding this guy. To get some food I walked, My report's having bin done this day I had nothing better to do and nobody to spend my access time with seeing as I was new too the whole being a reaper thing and my swords power one of the more odd one's respect was hard too come by at this stage. I found myself eating my usual rice with some chicken a plain dish but food was only there to make sure I didn't starve once again The trail was over there was no need for me to suffer again well not for my tribe. I sat eating on the courtyard only waiting for whatever was to happen that day.

Music it was, however in this room was nothing short of boring simple color's plated on the wall's and nothing short of plain however there was 2 thing's in this room that stood out. one being the turn table and the other the man who seeing you open the door sighed and slowly picked up a contraption and put it too his temple to his head "My friend, don't come any closer, or ill have to set it in motion" Hes just a man, nothing more nothing less but that contraption... it's nothing you have ever seen and especially not something to be trifled with it has something wrong about it and it makes the hair's on the back of you're neck stand on end.

Try as you might the gear's are stuck, they always tick the same way regardless of the gear's you even leave them in a pile and it keep's going never stopping and never moving It even seem's to stare back at you as you stare at it. And then we have the other group.

The grandfather clock, Nothing seem's normal about it for instance the lack of a power source or the fact that it was warped after creation and has sat here gathering dust Almost doomed to rot in this infernal place one name is stained into it's side, Dominus Kordos. Another thing also bother's you this clock it seem's not to move it's hand's but when you got within touching distance it moved to the 13th hour. Odd but odder still is the door's Old as the clock that stand's before you One with a silver knob and another with copper handle and.... music? Music seeps in from under the door, Classical jazz as it would seem and old only a turn table could make such a sound and what lies behind that Silver clad door. The copper clad door is silent, creepily silent and what lies behind them only opening then would be the way to find whats behind them.

Right it is then, You run down the hall way for reason's that are you're own, something in you're past perhaps or it could just be that something so rare just happened to exist in the room with you. But that's all behind you both in reality and in past but what you see in this room It's unlike any other you may ever have seen, a clock stands as a call to how crazy this place really is For in you're knowledge clock's don't tick back word's and they also don't get warped like that on accident something is off in this room, and for all you know a trap might be in here. 2 more door's simple one's you only seem to need to pull on them to get them to open. On you're way to this room you took the liberty too take a look left, down this hallway a sickly green glow could be seen before you slipped into the hallway on the right.

((I always expect the unexpected, But be warned the game you play is not something as simple that the right tool for the job can fix.)) The wires you cut do not simply sit and slice, No they bleed, the oozing substance leaks behind the wall's and into whatever recesses lie under the this floor and for whatever reason they also slither back into the wall like an entity all there own. The door creak's open to reveal a Dark and dusty hallway, It reach's farther then you're sight can see in this lighting and it seem's to branch off Left, and right like a fork and you hear an audible thump in the far forward hallway. What will you do? Ticking can be heard from the speaker in the room, But only for a moment and it's gone quicker then it was ever heard.

Locked, As suspected but it seems it could be unlocked with the Combination of the 4 number code And you don't think that it could be taken off the hinges. So maybe the code is in this room, Or hidden elsewhere but after talking with the other's you get the impression that nobody know's were they are or how they got here.

The Sickly green glow from the Number's on the keypad died out for only a moment as power seemed to surge through the room, Lights started to come back on, and a Fan can be heard from the floor. It seems someone is still running this place after all after all Power doesn't just come back at random... right? The being in it's state as of now, Full of light and bright as hell Blinding for most people but you guys are used to the lighting and adjust quite easy compared to most. The speaker that was buzzing up untell this point has stopped, And for a moment breathing could be heard from inside the room and then silence, Something for if only a moment was behind that speaker and someone turned the power on something's not right here and hell the door's still locked We shall see how this goes.

OOC: http://mlpforums.com/topic/76802-paranoia/ Deserted, Old, left to rot the facility sat without power and without anyone to run it's most basic function's Except there it stood, As a testimony to the old world and the cruel experiments it did to those trapped inside. Yet to this day It still is able to function for the Computer never stop'ed even if it's masters heart did, Driven by madness and a human soul it Ran the experiment Only to have them fail every time Never had anyone left or done what the computer wanted they all were mortal and it continued to stand for whatever reason it had to live. And today Dawned a new experiment one that would pit human nature against the vary thing that makes humans mistrust one another and this could vary well doom there chances of escaping but it was also there one and only chance at leaving this place. Some call it a way of life or a way of survival, other's call it a primitive form of madness we simply call it Paranoia, Fear of the unknown and whatever else you call it, All that mattered was what went on in this facility. "The time is........." Static blared for a moment as the speakers died out and echoed throughout the hall's and into doorway's and into vent's and into one sealed room were fore test subject's Slept, Only to be awoken by this jarring sound. It's as if one of those odd dreams had trapped them. The ones were you're stuck in a room with only one door, and whatever is behind that door was unknown and it nagged at the back of you're mind, because of Fear, Or curiosity it is you're choice to feel but what is true is the fear of how you got here and why will always haunt you. And what of the other's, are they here for the same reason? or are they in on this whole thing... A loud ruckus began outside the door, only to abruptly stop as quickly as it began and causing the Subject's of one Room 616 to all jump out of bed at these sounds and encounter each other for the first time. The keypad to the door slowly fades in and out with a sickly green light, Lighting a numerical key pad from 0-9 it seem's to be a 4 digit code.