Packing Heat

[Kirano_kun]

This is my first real thread, excluding the casting call, on this site as well as any other. Although this is my thread, I am very much new to this, so If I overstep my boundaries, please do not hesitate to tell me. It is my desire that this thread is fun for everyone. Also, anyone is free to join, just post your bio in the "Packing Heat Casting Call" thread for easy reference. Thank you.

Please post character name in title. Thanks again.

 

[Kirano_kun]

Important Quotes From Thread (will be updated with character quotes)

Renshi:
"For one who dwells in shadow, secrecy is its own reward." -Blaynai
"Trust me, when fighting becomes necessary, you'll want to be good at it." -Anonymous

Hakio:
"Actions speak louder than words, but words speak over the dead." -Gohymn

Taikou:
"Honour the dead. You'll soon be among them." -Honourable Lord Shadow
“Hesitation is a sign of weakness.” –Honourable Lord Shadow

Wasai:
"Magic is within our hearts. What we do is Witchcraft." -Keilo
"See each day as a gift, so that when you one day do not wake up, you have lost nothing." -Keilo

Leo:
"Pride is worth more than purse." -Tojin
"Strength is something achieved through hard work. Sloth is granted free." -Tojin
"Do not mourn the dead, but rejoice the living."-Tojin
“Failure is only an opportunity for a greater success.” -Tojin
"Make your roots in this world, but expect to be replanted." -Node

Faolchu:
"Consider the wolf, an honourable creature loyal to its pack. Consider the wolf pack, loyal all to each other and with cunning and teamwork brings down the largest prey. You are my wolves, just as i am your wolf. strong and fierce alone, unstoppable together." -Dan Daugherty

 

[Kirano_kun]

Chapter One: Araien

The once green world of Araien was at it's technological and historical peak. It was a world brimming with life and a bustling economy. The world was divided into three continents: O, Ka, and Hura. O was the largest and was filled with nature. It had the most diversity of natural eco-systems. It also had the most resources which led to the invasion attempt by Ka.
At this time, Ka was a military superpower and flooded into O with alarming ease. It was then that Hura, a continent of somewhat neutral political standing, stepped in. The Hura government anticipated that, being a relatively small continent, It would fall immediately after O. In order to stop the conquest of Ka, a squad of elite soldiers were deployed to destroy the four missile bases before the shipments arrived. At the same time the O and Hura armies provided a distraction by ambushing the Ka Seventh Regiment in the Gabli Pass.
The Hura special forces were almost successful, but a complication arose in the final missile base. The warheads arrived early. In a heroic attempt to save their people, the special forces soldiers detonated the missiles prematurely.
The blast itself was horrendous but what became of Araien afterwards was both puzzling and revolting. One by one the eco-systems died, or evolved to accommodate their new environment. Civilization itself was nearly demolished, and Araien became a broken shadow of its former self. Only one true city remained. The stronghold of Kain...
But no single explosion could do this... No single explosion. Something else must have transpired at the launch site...

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People from all over their respective continents gathered together to form small fenced-in towns. It was at the point where venturing outside of the towns alone meant almost certain death. From these towns, the Circles were born.
The Circles were gangs of warriors who banded together to survive. Some devoted their combined power to rebuilding, other's chose to scavenge for food. Some chose more selfish goals such as claiming bounties on monsters, or on people, while others still, just drift along...

 

[Kirano_kun]

Hei Keanes

Hei trudged through the ash towards his fallen comrade. He looked down upon him with a look of pity. His wound looked bad. He wouldn't make it. With that Hei turned about and began to walk back the way he came.
"K... Keanes!" The fallen one managed. "Keanes, you c... can't leave me... h... here!"
"I'm sorry Shapitz. You got sloppy." Hei drew a single pin from a pouch slung around his belt. "You broke our one commandment."
"No...! Keanes... It's me... Shapitz, please, no...!"
With a frighteningly well-aimed shot, the pin entered the eye, pierced the optic nerve and killed the brain. "You couldn't survive."
Hei Keanes left the body where it lay, stopping only to sever the head of the beast who slashed his friend before setting off after the other members of his Circle. "You've dragged me down with you Shap." Keanes squinted in the afternoon sun. "But rest well old friend. We got the mark." Keanes slammed the head down on a sharp rock, impaling it. "Rest well."

 

[rengadeirishman]

"Brother Martin and Sister Mebh fell in the skirmish with Wasai. They fought like heroes, Brothers Connor and Donall have detailed reports on the action, and Donall has footage from the killcam on his rifle. They are recommending them to recieve the Wolfclaw." Brother Jak said bowing as he finished his report.

Dan Daugherty, Alpha of Faolchu, stared with his one good eye at Brother Jak.
"Bring me the footage and and the reports of Connor and Donall, Martin and Mebh will be interred with full honour and assure the others that i will of course attend. Thank you for your report Jak, dismissed."

"As you wish Alpha." Jak said saluting with a fist to his heart. He turned and left. Dan sat back in his chair and poured a glass of whiskey and lit a cigarette. "I think the time has come." he said to himself. "Wasai will fall."

 

[Astim]

It was an awful night.
Anok sat in a dingy booth in a dingy bar, on a dingy road, waiting. The smell of sweat and work filth permeated from the other bar-goers, cursing sanitation like some demon god.
"He's late" Anok murmured to himself, sipping at the cheap beer he'd been using as a distraction. This is the last time I wait on anyone. Thought Anok.
Taking a look around the dirty room, he surveyed the crowd. Disgusting miscreant filth. How had he fallen so low? To be among such a crowd... Anok rose, fed up with waiting.
"I believe you have something of mine?" Finally, he was here, and gods was he huge. The man eclipsed the entire room from his standpoint at the entrance to the booth. Anok wouldn't smile, nor show any gratitude for the man's arrival. He was late, that was unprofessional. "You bring themz, right?" Anok hated his accent.
"I pray you are good enough to wield it," Anok's voice fell to little more than a vile whisper, "Lest if you disgrace MY work, I will hunt you down and C'than!
Those who knew of him understood. That was the name he gave it... Named after the man who did it, who ruined his life, who set him free. C'than was his special name for what was done to his wife, and his three year old daughter. C'than was burning in hell for what he did, Anok saw to that.
Anok left the man with his wares, and slipped into the moist cold. Another client satisfied, another day survived. Loneliness threatening to consume him.
It was an awful night.

 

[Angelus]

Aaron knelt behind the crate as the bullets rained down all around him and the man started screaming once more. He pulled out first one then the other shotgun, checked them before loading them. He closed his eyes for a second and listened as the machine gun spewed out bullet after bullet. He listened to the man's rantings as he fired and the casings as they hit the ground.

His eyes shot open when he heard the clicking sound and the man frantically try to grab another magazine out of his pack to slam it home. Aaron calmly walked out from behind the crate, his dusty trenchcoat seeming to move with him and brought up one of his shotguns. The booming sound echoed through the air as one of the shells exploded, sending their small projectiles at the man. The man's eyes shot wide as the machine gun in his hands was blasted out of it just as he brought the magazine up.

He looked up at Aaron who walked forward, no expression on his face as he came forward. The man pulled out a small hand gun, its side glowing blue as he raised it but Aaron still had his shotgun raised and fired. The man screamed out as part of his hand exploded in blood and bone, the gun falling uselessly to the ground.

It was at this sight that Aaron cracked a smile, one that was so cold and lifeless that it sent chills down the man's back.

"Manuel, Manuel. I told you that I would bring you back and I am always a man of my word."

Aaron then smashed his fist into the side of Manuel's head who crumpled to the ground.

 

[Astim]

Battlefields were the place to be. Immediately after conflict, there was an arsenal of discarded weapons and metals that could easily be reforged into something more. And this recent onslaught on Wasai's territory had left a world of ruin for Anok to pick through.
Anok made a silent prayer that he would see no conflict, and that his search would be bountiful. And, alas, a pre-apocalypse m4? This would be worth a pretty penny. This was a prize of prizes; however, no trophy goes unearned. Anok looked up to see a small scouting squad of soldiers approach him.
Shit He thought.

 

[Kirano_kun]

Hei Keanes

Keanes and his band stopped at the site of a recent battle.
"What the hell happened here?"
Leif shot a glance in the direction of the kid. New recruits were always asking the dumbest questions. "Ever the bright one, Mael?" He adjusted his cloak. "This was the scene of a battle."
Leif was an average sized man with a lanky build. He wore a a tight fitting leather coat and always carried his twin machine guns drawn. They were faded to the point where no one could tell the make of them.
Mael took another look out over the sea of dead bodies. "Slaughter more like. But what were so many doing this far beyond town?"
"None of our business. Keep moving."
"Keanes," Mael said, taking notice of their captain. "There's people still out there."
"Doesn't matter." Hei turned away. "We're still a day behind the others. Move out."
Mael observed as a string of survivors stood and began surveying the damage. There appeared to be a problem. "Oh, well." He turned just in time to see Keanes get hit with a carefully placed bullet.
The small group of seven dropped instantly. "I'd say it just became our business wouldn't you?" Leif commented.
"Shit, we don't have time for this..."
"Sir," a nameless member began, drawing the map from his vest pocket. "On the other side of that valley is actually where we're supposed to meet up with the Ta'lek Several."
Hei rose, ignoring his injuries. "Why didn't you say so?" He drew his massive cannons and started to play.

********

Keanes' group soon realized that there were a hell of a lot more soldiers left than their initial estimate. After three clips worth of lost lives they noticed a group of soldiers stop before a stooped man. Finally, an adequate distraction. "Take cover. We cross on my signal."

 

[Astim]

Anok eyed the men as they approached. Pathetic. Only three men, they couldn't cause any trouble. No real trouble anyway.

"This is not a good place to be, old man" The leader of the pack announced, sneering. He wasn't a tall man, and Anok would tower above him were he standing full hight. But why ruin this man's delusions? If he didn't leave physically, Anok would see to it he left spiritually.
"Borris wants you out of here, didn't you hear 'im, old man?!" A taller, gruffer man demanded.
Anok boasted a concealed grin and rose to full hight, "'Old...man?'" With practiced movements so familiar, so honed that it was clear: this man was a master of murder when the need arose, Anok gouged out the first man, Borris' eyes. Seemingly out of nowhere, he held two pistols, old makes and of forgotten origins to the remaining men. And without a moments hesitation, without even a millisecond to consider the value of the lives of those men, he fired. Cleaner shots than thought possible by the motions behind their aim.

A long-rifle is shot from somewhere, the burning lead cylinder piercing Anok's shoulder and launching blood out his back. He fell to his knees as his grin broadened. It's about time things got interesting.

 

[Kirano_kun]

Hei Keanes

Hei allowed a slight grin to part his lips. The elderly-looking man had skill. Enough skill to use. "Go."
The small group dashed out from behind their cover and found another several yards down. Keanes stayed, watching the scene unraveling before him.
"Captain, Hurry!" Yelled one of the newer members.
Without adverting his eyes Keanes shot him through the head with his Desert Eagle, drawn in an instant without notice. Hei was enthralled in the man's actions from across the battlefield. This was interesting. This was interesting indeed.

 

[ultimate_nerdslut]

The stagecoach ambled along as the beautiful Teagan sat up front holding the reins. The usual driver was sleeping in the back he had gotten sick last night for some reason and now he was just sleeping while her two sisters kept an eye on him. She was sure that no mischief was going on because... well she would kill them all and leave them for the buzzards.

She hummed to herself as she continued to roll along down the way. She was not really tired but she was ready for them to just be in town so that they could each get cleaned up properly.

She wondered how much longer she would have to sit up here. The woman was ready for a good long bath and then a good long rest before her next show.

 

[Angelus]

Aaron threw Manuel through the doors and sent him sliding into the counter in front of him. He walked up to the counter himself and looked at the sergeant who sat there looking at him, a look of disdain on his face.

"I know you don't like me Bryce and you know that I could not care less. I have done your job as normal. Now do your job and throw him into prison again or are you going to let him go so that I have to track him down."

"Shut your mouth Aaron. You know that he escaped from here. Just because you couldn't handle being a cop you don't have to tell us how to do our job."

Aaron slammed Bryce's head down onto the desk top hard enough to break his nose with a loud crack which caused him to shout out, fall to the floor and grab his nose. The other officers looked at Aaron but didn't move to stop him, they knew it was best not to. They let Aaron turn and walk out of the place then grabbed Manuel and took him back to the cells.

 

[Astim]

Later

Anok sat alone scrutinizing the pieces he'd pillaged, all held some monumental value to him for one reason or another. His favourite pieces:

A silver crucifix, taken from one of the scouting squad. A reminder of the faith mankind had. It was hard to believe in God nowadays, what kind of "all loving" god would let this happen to his people?

And a pump action shotgun. Due to its sheer destructive force.

The M4, it's sleek perfection, and its heritage. From a time when killing served a purpose, war was fought to attain peace. It was a perfect gun, in essence, it WAS perfect.

Perfect can't exist. Anok took his torch and marred the cannon.
Done. No more perfect to dissuade Anok of the reality of things. He threw the crucifix around his neck and rose from his seat. Anok was starting to feel old, a consequence for his life. He was still young, life just wasn't fair. Anok walked slowly for the door to his shabby apartment. It was going to be another long night.