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Nightfall woke up groggily. It was still daytime, but it was getting late. He opened his eyes and noticed Delphina with him. He smiled slightly, getting out of the bed carefully. He didn't want to wake her. He went into the bathroom after grabbing the clean police captain uniform, and turned on the shower.

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Slicer shrugged. "Whatever you say." He said, as the elevator shook slightly, moving up to the first floor. "So, What is it I will be doing exactly ?" He asked, flicking a dried piece of purple blood from Hellen. *Bucking demon messed up my coat.* He looked at his foreleg which was slightly ruffled. *I had it so you could see my scars.* He thought.

Big Shot lead them to his office. "I'll give this to you nice and simple." He said. "I haven't been makin' money as fast as I want to. Normally I can sell my stuff wherever I want, but the police have been growing a backbone lately and arresting all of my business associates. I want you to grab that spine and rip it right back out! Kill the captain, and they can just get a new one. But there is something they can't replace."

 

He took a photo from his coat pocket and handed it to Slicer. It was the photo of Den used in the police records and reports. "His name is Den, and if he were to wind up dead, my message will get across as clear as day."

 

(If you could bump into @, on the way, that would be nice.)

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(OOC: Permission to kill Den or Nightfall ? :lol: )

 

 

Big Shot lead them to his office. "I'll give this to you nice and simple." He said. "I haven't been makin' money as fast as I want to. Normally I can sell my stuff wherever I want, but the police have been growing a backbone lately and arresting all of my business associates. I want you to grab that spine and rip it right back out! Kill the captain, and they can just get a new one. But there is something they can't replace."

 

He took a photo from his coat pocket and handed it to Slicer. It was the photo of Den used in the police records and reports. "His name is Den, and if he were to wind up dead, my message will get across as clear as day."

 

(If you could bump into @, on the way, that would be nice.)

Slicer raised an eyebrow. "So...You want me to kill the captain and Den ? Or just Den ? Or just the captain ?" He asked, taking the picture from Big Shot. "I'll try Big but considering I need to catch them on their own and I need fight them...Well, it's going to be difficult." He said.

 

 

 

Arrow (Who had gone to bed...if that's ok) awoke to a pain in her back. She groaned and sat up. She trotted into her kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.


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(He gave you a picture of Den, and told you that killing the captain wouldn't accomplish anything. It should be obvious.)

 

"I don't care how difficult it is." Big Shot said angrily. "I expect Den to be dead! That's why I'm paying you, and when I pay for results, I expect you to give me results!"

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(OOC: Correction...Permission to kill Den ?)

(He gave you a picture of Den, and told you that killing the captain wouldn't accomplish anything. It should be obvious.)

 

"I don't care how difficult it is." Big Shot said angrily. "I expect Den to be dead! That's why I'm paying you, and when I pay for results, I expect you to give me results!"

(OOC: I misread that  :unsure: )

 

Slicer (Who seemed not to care about Big Shots outburst) shrugged. "Alright then...can I use a knife to make it more easy ? Or maybe a gun...Or maybe some C4 ? I'm joking...but a gun and or a knife would be nice." He said.

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Shale dragged in Slicer's duffle bag that he had brought all his equipment in. He set it down next to Slicer. "You can use any of your stuff, but I aint gonna be paying for anything extra." Big Shot said. "You come back to me when, and only when you can prove that Den is dead."


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Shale dragged in Slicer's duffle bag that he had brought all his equipment in. He set it down next to Slicer. "You can use any of your stuff, but I aint gonna be paying for anything extra." Big Shot said. "You come back to me when, and only when you can prove that Den is dead."

Slicer grinned and pulled a long knife from his bag. "Would you prefer his head ? Or maybe his hooves to make a necklace. I'll see you later Big." He said, throwing his dufflebag over his shoulder and walking out the door.

 

 

 

He made his way out of Big Shot's mansion and down town.

 

 

(I don't really know what's happening right now, so if another villain could meet up with me or something, that would be great)

 

The last few months had certainly been interesting for Raptor. He had left his home among the griffins to help advance their status among ponykind. He had always been taught that the ponies were an inferior race, and he was determined to prove this to be true.

 

Since moving to Manehattan, he had gone from hunter to assassin. He had no qualms about killing an inferior race, and anything that weakened ponykind effectively elevated the griffins. When he wasn't working as an assassin, he would help the griffins of the city in whatever way that could. Some of them had even taken to calling him their guardian angel. But among the ponies of Manehattan he had a different name, the angel of death.

 

At the moment, he was wandering the streets of the city as he often did, looking for any opportunity to make use of his skills as an assassin.

 

He was looking down at the ground when he bumped into something large a feathery. He looked up and smiled at the griffon he had just walked into. "Sorry about that." He said.


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"Sorry about that." 

 

Raptor felt someone bumping into him and looked down to see a pegasus pony with a stupid grin on his face and a feeble apology on his lips. Raptor had half a mind to pick a fight with him just for the hell of it, but there was something unusual about him.

 

"You better be. And you should be careful with that knife- wouldn't want to hurt anyone, now would you?"

 

(I'm assuming the knife is hidden on Slicer's person somewhere, but even if it is, Raptor is perceptive enough that he would notice Slicer is hiding something.)


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Raptor felt someone bumping into him and looked down to see a pegasus pony with a stupid grin on his face and a feeble apology on his lips. Raptor had half a mind to pick a fight with him just for the hell of it, but there was something unusual about him.

 

"You better be. And you should be careful with that knife- wouldn't want to hurt anyone, now would you?"

 

(I'm assuming the knife is hidden on Slicer's person somewhere, but even if it is, Raptor is perceptive enough that he would notice Slicer is hiding something.)

 

Slicer laughed. "Guess again...The name's Wind." He said, holding out his hoof to shake the griffon's...Claw. *He'd be a powerful asset...those claw's sure would be a nice thing to have on your side Slicer.* *Maybe so...but I work for big, so I would probably need to talk to him first. Plus...as awesome as having claws would be. I like my hooves.* He thought.


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"I'm Raptor."

 

Raptor shook Wind's hoof, making a point of digging his claws in just enough to hurt and maybe leave a mark. He liked to remind ponies that he could easily hurt them, kill them even, if he wanted to.

 

"So, who's that knife for then, if you don't mind me asking?"


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"I'm Raptor."

 

Raptor shook Wind's hoof, making a point of digging his claws in just enough to hurt and maybe leave a mark. He liked to remind ponies that he could easily hurt them, kill them even, if he wanted to.

 

"So, who's that knife for then, if you don't mind me asking?"

Slicer laughed as Raptors claw dug into his wrist (Or whatever that's called on a pony) he placed his hoof back on the ground and smiled, showing off his sharp teeth. "Why would I tell the griffon who just dug their claw into my hoof what I am doing with a knife ?" He asked.


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Raptor flashed a devilish grin. He had to admit that Wind's sharp teeth were rather impressive- for a pony.

 

"Maybe because my claws can do a lot more than dig into your hoof if you don't. Besides, you wanted a hoofshake, I can't help it if you weren't prepared for the claws." 


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For the third time, Slicer let out a loud laugh. "You have a point...You seem like a cocky bastard who doesn't care about any life but your own...I like you." He said, flipping his mane out of his eyes.

"And i'm a chief. I use hunting knives instead of a normal chiefs knife...or maybe i'm a bar tender...or perhaps i'm a secret agent. Either way, it's not any of your business." He said.


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Raptor smiled and chuckled a bit, wrapping his foreleg around Wind's shoulder.

 

"You see, I have to respect you for that. You're either suicidal or incredibly stupid, but still, I have to respect that you have the nerve to talk to me like that."

 

Raptor began to dig his claws into Wind's shoulder.

 

"The thing is, though, I really don't like it when anyone, especially an overconfident pony, gives me lip like that. So now I think we might just have a problem. But first, I'm going to give you another chance: Who's that knife for, friend?"

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(OOC: Just wanna point this out. Slicer's ability is he know's where certain pressure points are around the body. sometimes it can cause lots of pain and others it can render the limb unusable for a few minutes.)

 

 

Slicer's smile changed from the average smile of a colt to a rather crazed insane grin as Raptor dug his claw into his shoulder. "You underestimate me, Raptor." And with that, he punched a spot on Raptors shoulder that should send pain coursing down his foreleg. "DON'T BUCK WITH ME." He yelled, quickly slipping from the griffon's grasp but cutting a couple long cuts down his side. "I was considering maybe us working together to take down the ponies in this city...But I am afraid you bucked up your chance." He said.


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(Loser. A real villain doesn't need special powers. I would also point out that this doesn't seem to be valid against a griffon, since they have different anatomies and therefore different pressure points, but whatever.)

 

Raptor jerked his forearm back and roared. Nopony did that to him and lived.

 

"You think I would ever lower myself to working with you? I'm a griffon, the perfect hunter, you're nothing. And soon you'll be dead!" 

 

He lashed out at Wind's throat with his other talon, bloodlust taking over his body.


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(Loser. A real villain doesn't need special powers. I would also point out that this doesn't seem to be valid against a griffon, since they have different anatomies and therefore different pressure points, but whatever.)

 

Raptor jerked his forearm back and roared. Nopony did that to him and lived.

 

"You think I would ever lower myself to working with you? I'm a griffon, the perfect hunter, you're nothing. And soon you'll be dead!" 

 

He lashed out at Wind's throat with his other talon, bloodlust taking over his body.

(OOC: Its something anypony can learn. He has mastered it. Please don't call him a loser. And a griffon may be different than a pony but not so much he would know where a hit point would be.)

 

 

Slicer quickly dived to the side. "I honestly don't know why you're so angry. You are the one who started it. You were digging your talons into my flesh because you were sticking your beak where it shouldn't go. Now, act like a grown up and take a minute to talk. This is a terrible first impression." He said calmly, throwing his bag to the side.

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(I was kidding about him being a loser. I like Wind Slicer.)

 

Raptor was barely able to rein himself in.

 

"You think you can do that to me, and I'll just let you live? You must be dumber than I thought. Fortunately, you're right this time. I have a strange feeling about you, and I think it would be best if we didn't kill each other. So, if you think we should talk, what do you want to talk about?"


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(I was kidding about him being a loser. I like Wind Slicer.)

 

Raptor was barely able to rein himself in.

 

"You think you can do that to me, and I'll just let you live? You must be dumber than I thought. Fortunately, you're right this time. I have a strange feeling about you, and I think it would be best if we didn't kill each other. So, if you think we should talk, what do you want to talk about?"

Slicer smiled. "I'm happy we've come to an agreement. Lets talk about why we both want to watch this city burn to the ground." A pony gave him a rather scared look as she walked by. Slicer just stuck out his split tongue at her and she quickly ran off down the street. "I just like killing and destroying things...I spent about a year in a straight jacket and a muzzle at the insane asylum just outside of the city...I robbed several banks and killed several ponies while robbing the banks...I also blew up a few streets. How about you ?" He asked. He tried to make it seem like he had relaxed but he kept himself ready for an attack.


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"I just like to remind everyone that griffons are a superior race, and we won't tolerate being discriminated against. I've been working as an assassin ever since I arrived in Manehattan. I see no reason to feel guilty about killing members of an inferior race. And if anybody tries to mess with the griffons in this city, they'll have to answer to me."


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"I just like to remind everyone that griffons are a superior race, and we won't tolerate being discriminated against. I've been working as an assassin ever since I arrived in Manehattan. I see no reason to feel guilty about killing members of an inferior race. And if anybody tries to mess with the griffons in this city, they'll have to answer to me."

Slicer nodded. *Griffon's are the superior race...heh heh. Oh how I would love to tell him about the time I killed that griffon soldier...I think it may be better if I were to skip that detail.* *Well...If you wan't to work with him...then yes, you should.* He thought.

 

"I see...very interesting. You're gonna want to be careful who you tell that too you know, if I was an under cover cop or something...I could have allot of police on you in a jiffy. I'm not of course because I don't really know what kind of cop would file their teeth and split their tongue. Anyway. I would love to discuss business with you sometime. Even if I am an 'inferior race'...I think we could make a pretty good team." He said.


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Raptor nodded. Even if he was a pony, Wind might make a valuable ally. It was worth a shot, anyway.

 

"If you really think so, maybe you should tell me who you're after, and I'll come with and show you what a real hunter can do. I hate to lower myself by working with a pony, but I think you just might have the heart of a griffon."

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Slicer grinned. "First of all, i'm flattered, I know how powerful griffons can be. Two, I am not a normal pony...Just trust me on that. and three, as much as I want to say yes...my boss may be rather unhappy...Or very happy that i'm working with a griffon. So...I suppose. But please, try not to do anything silly...like try to kill me again...or mess up my mission. I broke out of the asylum once and I can do it again. Let me just fill you in on what i'm doing...There is this police officer who needs to be killed. he has locked up quite a few ponies and won't stop until he is destroyed. We need to capture him at the very least."


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(Sorry I took so long to respond, I had to go get dinner.)

 

Raptor grinned, genuinely excited about this job.

 

"A police officer? Why didn't you just say so? The cops are the worst bigots in the whole city. Of course there's no way a griffon could ever be the victim, no, it's always our fault. And it's not like they're going to give them a fair trial, either. If you're a griffon in this city and you're anywhere near a crime scene, they'll find a way to throw you in jail for it. Just show me the way, and I'll take out as may as I can find."


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When ponies feel the need to forcefully make me come back.)

 

Feraen is indeed, still in the apartment, washing her uniform and getting ready for 'work.' Is today the day to tell Den I live? she wondered to herself, looking in a mirror, Will he even recognize me? She frowned to herself while straining the uniform. The drier was broken again.

 

Den... Was... Umm... Getting groceries? Yah... For Patches. He picked up peaches and pineapple and apples, and, um, starfruit. And some bread, and possibly adult beverage. And milk. Never forget the milk. End of the world right there guys.

 

Delphina rolled over and watched Nightfall, his getting up having woken her. "How are you feeling, Sir Knight?" She smiled slightly and rose out of bed, looking at the time; late. She looked outside, and the sun had just barely dipped below the skyline, painting the sky red.

 

Sapphire was with Speedy going through a lot of ammo.

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