The Paranormal Syndicate (Open)

[Kuuroinochou]

THE PARANORMAL SYNDICATE​

(Casting Call)
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"That went well..." Rockelle said dusting off her clothing as she glared off into the distance. Her sarcastic tone could tell anyone that the aformentioned mission had not gone according to plan. In fact it was a complete failure short of doing what they were sent to the broken down city of Old Bronx.

They had been called to the field to check on a sleeping portal. It had been monitored over the past few months no major activity as it was still dormant. But in recent tests, the labs statics had shown the portal was due to awaken any moment and as expected more of their ghostly friends would start pouring out of the portal with no resolve.

Setting the girls down in Old Bronx they waited for a few days with no results and as they were just about to pack up the portal exploded with life. Ghosts and ghouls of all shapes and sizes began to seep from the newly awakened hole and the paranormal energy was off the charts.

They fought a long battle each one of the girls able to do their part in dispatching the ghosts but with that many numbers it was highly unlikely they'd be able to cover ground in time. So they had gotten together to forge a plan of summoning rites.

Each one had thought of an ancient spirit they could summon from the underworld to aid them for a time. Most of the time they had been bickering like sisters tend to do (despite their having no relation), still the aforementioned bickering led to their final vote to bring forth the shapeshifting spirit Krollup.

As the summoning went off without a hitch, Krollup seemed relieved to have been summoned and upon the girls' request he dispatched the ghouls and ghost sending them back to where they belonged along with using his powers to help close the portal for good.

As their mission had been completed the girls thanked Krollup and proceeded to chant the incantation that would return him back to the underworld. Imagine their surprise when the ungreatful little spirit batted them aside and took off in a plum of dust and debris blowing up their skirts along the way.

Which brings us to the beginning of this strange little story...

"So any ideas on how to capture a shapeshifting ghost with the ability to come and go as he pleases?" Rockelle asked sardonically, hands on her hips. She really didn't expect an answer but sometimes she was known for her rude sardonic tone with the girls and often times it seemed she didn't care for anyone. In truth she loved the girls as if they were her true sisters and because of that fact, she felt comfortable being her usual flippant self. Slab on a few psychotic episodes of her blood lust taking over her mind completely and you got yourself a girl by the name of Rockelle Hex. Bring on the paranormal chaos...

 

[Mephistophelily]

Cree Duvall stared blankly at the dusty ground, her hands still slightly raised at her last attempt at freezing the spirit that bolted on them. The incantation hadn't worked- and Krollup acted as though they were nothing more than toys in his way with the way he had taken off out of there.

"Um... What just happened? Why didn't he go Pooft? They're supposed to go Pooft!" She was now making guestures with her hands, wriggling them about in the air before her as she went on about the banished spirits' vanishing acts. With Rockelle's annoyed statement, Cree rested one hand on the back of her own neck and shrugged. "I don't think asking him real nicely would do anything, huh?"

The responding look made her give a frown and nod. "Yeeah, that's kinda what I was thinkin'."

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"This is going to be fun... cause now we have to tell the Syndicate that theirs a shapeshifting tornado on the loose." She arched her brow again looking around. "At any rate lets at least secure the location, finish our report and head back to base. There's nothing much we can do at this point... not now anyway." As she turned to head off in a random direction she looked over her shoulder with a wink. "But fuck what ya heard, we did a damn good job ladies! Krollup is a high level spirit... we've never summoned one on that level before. Congradulations we are getting stronger."

[bed time]

 

[wrytersyren]

Zoe

"We're either getting stronger or we're getting more careless." Zoe said solemnly, hooking her thumbs into the pockets of her pants.

Though she hated to dampen everyone's spirits, she felt that she had to be the voice of reason. Of all the girls she liked to think of herself as the level headed one. She didnt like to think of herself as a pessimist she was more of a realist than anything else.

"Now don't get me wrong, we did a good job tonight. But what's the point of us being able to summon something that strong if we can't control it." She paused letting the weight of what she had said sink in.

"Rockelle's right lets secure the area, and head back to headquarters." she said tossing her long black hair over her shoulder.

 

[sharingfantasies]

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[LitShark]

Krollup

OOC: Sorry SF but Krollup is my char, there are still roles, see the OOC thread if you want to play, you just can't play my character.

Dark fog drifted through the city streets like long fingers clutching the city, pulling it into complete darkness. Krollup stood atop the brick church’s steeple, overlooking the dark city. A lot of sinners were milling about in this cesspool of a city. Krollup could feel every one of them, like burning embers floating through his bloodstream. This world was cold, far colder than the burning skies of hell. Those silly girls, they thought they could control him like a puppet, but they had no idea what they were trifling with.

The long polished steel blade Krollup carried whipped in a long silver circle as the apparition began to spin. His physical form transformed into smoke within the blink of an eye and the smoke spun into nothingness.

In a dark alley, less than a mile away some middle aged man in a business suit was fucking a woman half his age against the brick wall of the alley, she was a prostitute, another sinner in need of his “guidance”. Krollup felt the sin of infidelity from afar. The first evidence they saw of the demon was the last thing they saw on earth, a long silver arch that appeared in the darkness reflecting the moon momentarily in its path, through both of the pathetic humans’ frail mortal coils. Blood from both victims sprayed in all directions as their bodies split along the diagonal line Krollup had cut through their flesh. Krollup licked at the droplets of blood that sprayed onto his face. The blood of sinners had always tasted sweet to him, sweet like justice.

He ran his tongue along the long cold blade slowly, watching their limbs and organs sever and spill onto the wet concrete. He vanished just as suddenly as he had appeared, a cloud of thick black smoke that still held the form of his body dissipated slowly, though he was already long gone. Hunting for more sinners to purify.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

While they were set about securing the area Rockelle's attention instantly was brought to the for. Her head whipping up in alarm as she sniffed the air. "Blood..." of all the girls she knew blood the most. Being able to tell a person's life story through the metalic liquid she whistled loudly catching the other girls' attentions.

"YO! I smell blood lets go." Rockelle called to the others girls already on her way over to the scene. It took a few twists and turns but by the time they got there it was evident they were too late. Holding her arm out to keep the other girls back Rockelle went in, noting the dead bodies. This was when her work got hard, for she had a sick fetish over blood. Her eyes quickly began to flash red but she kept her cool inspecting the gory scene.

Stepping to the couple it was obvious they were having sex. The woman's body smelled of it as did the secretion from her vagina and the man's slicked penis hanging from his pants. "This is recent." she told the others, as evident by the warmth of the blood. It was fresh upon tasting it. She stood to her feet after crotching in front of them. Holding her hand out the blood that stained the alley began to come to life seemingly, dancing around her as she absorbed it into her body turning with a slight smirk to the other girls as she licked blood from her fingers.

"They died about ten to twenty minutes ago. And it smells of Krollup..." she growled. His smokey scent was all over as was the smell and taste in their blood. The girl was skilled but these tracking abilities weren't going to be enough to capture Krollup. They could track him down easily enough if he continued to shed blood. Perhaps there was a plan after all... "Alright girls new change of plans... but I think we should report back to base first. Though if Krollup continues these random killings he's only leaving us a calling card and I'm good at reading into these things so we have a chance for tracking him down... the only thing is slowing him down and capturing him." she said with more seriousness. Though she turned to Zoe for the details on how to strategize, the girl was killer in setting up plans and executing them.

 

[LitShark]

Krollup knew that those sinful little bitches would be after him, eager to return him to the suffering of hell. He moved quickly away from the scene of his last purification. The smell of brimstone would have made him very easy to track were it not for his ability to teleport himself anywhere within his sight in an instant. He now perched atop a tall skyscraper just on the outskirts of the city.

The sin of these mortals burned through his veins he could feel them. Ever since he had been executed in the middle ages for treason, he could feel every sin committed by a mortal as part of his penance for living a life of sin. He leaned on his heavy steel sword with his face buried in his left hand. The pain of this curse was his only remaining link to the pain of the netherworld and he was desperate to extinguish it.

Before he could set about extinguishing this city’s sin, he first had to do something about those pesky little bitches who held the power to banish him back to hell. He needed to set up a trap... something that could allow him to destroy them before they became too powerful.

Krollup’s evil mind spun a trap for the young girls. Suddenly his eyes began to gleam with wicked intention. His plan was perfect, perhaps he could even introduce them to a taste of the suffering he had endured, before he sent them to hell in his place. His wild high pitched cackle rang out over the moonlit skyline.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Call.. base?" Cree frowned. "I don't think they'll be all that happy with us. I mean... Hi guys, its Cree. Good news an' bad news. Good news- we got rid of all those nasty ghosties that were claiming the city. Bad news? We now have a giganto pissed off one instead that we unleashed. Our bad!" She scrunched her face a bit, shaking her head. "Don't think that'll go over too good. Maybe we could find some-"

She cut short as she caught the sound of laughter echoing through the city, looking up in surprise. "He's taunting us! Krollup's friggin' TAUNTING us!!"

 

[lil_squirter]

"Perhaps we need to think before rushing into anything."

Mista spoke for the first time, breaking her silence. Shoulders hunched and her head bowed slightly to fit in with the others girls mroe then tower over them. Mista was the quiet soft spoken of the sisters, at least so far. Family legend said she was named after teh Valkyrie for a reason, only she had yet to be faced with something that had made that aparent.

For now the tall nordic blond looked over her adopted siblings with concern for them, this shifting spirit was putting them all on edge too soon. Such nerves were bad for them as it lead to mistakes and some of the girls were less....well...even tempered then others.

 

[LitShark]

Krollup knew he had to bait his trap carefully. The girls were very in tune with the blood of these mortals. He needed to kill another sinner before he attacked the weak link in their chain. Some woman’s scream echoed through the night. Instantaneously Krollup’s temple burned with the agony of fresh sin. He reappeared behind a large tree in a local park where a man dressed in black was hiding, sorting through a stolen purse.

Krollup saw his chance and quickly appeared behind the man, holding his long blade under the man’s chin and slicing his throat. Using the blood that dribbled down the man’s chest as he let out a death rattle through his severed windpipe Krollup scrawled a message on the tree nearest the man.

“I’ll never go back. The sins of man demand retribution.”

The scene set, Krollup vanished again leaving the scent of blood and brimstone all throughout the park. Krollup hid himself carefully a safe distance away, making his body small and blending in with the shadows of the branches as the sky began to turn blue. He made sure he had a clear view of the victim as he awaited the arrival of his cute pursuers.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Rockelle sighed growing irritatedly bored with this scene. "Aw come on... we can track Krollup ourselves. Get him back to the other side and be home in time for tea." she demanded turning around and walking a short distance away.

While the others dottled she thought to herself only for a moment before the scent of fresh blood caught her attention. "Ladies... he's on the move." she annouced already taking off knowing the others would follow on her heal.

They were blocks away from the scent and it became clear that it was in the park. Bounding past the sleezy scene she stopped short at the aroma of blood splattered over the trunk of the tree. "Yeah... what a way to leave a calling card Krollup!" she shouted out to the idiot ghost. "We'll get you, count on it you ancient fart!" Though blood like this shouldn't go to waste. Man did she had the lust she had over it, so... unnatural.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Rocky, wait up!" Cree scrambled after her friend, tugging the back of her skirt down as she chased after her. "Oh, that's REAL pretty..." She made a face as she spotted the tree and the sprawled out man, stepping around it gingerly to peer at the tree's writing.

"So he thinks he's ultimate judgement now, huh?" She gave a frown, leaning against the side of the tree, forgetting what was right beside her. "Maybe we should reverse it on him, ya know? Since he wants to hunt down the sins... We should give 'em one to stalk a bit."

"Whatcha think on that, Rocky-" She cut short as she saw the look on Rockelle's face as she stared at the tree, immediately shooting away from the bark as she shivered. "Nyaah, she's doing it again..."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Your Field Officer.

Shalom looked over the Warehouse. Clean. This was far better than expected. Portal seemed gone according to his scanner. Residual energy was way higher than normal. but where in hell were the girls. They never seemed to stick around for clean up. Oh well at least this time there was little clean up to do. Maybe just maybe he could call it succesful and not have to to sweet talk around the half the syndicate.

But still he'd call the girls and find out. He'd call Mista, because while sometimes she didn't say much, and it was always hard to get her to tell him anything straight, or at a volume hearble by something other than bats. She at least didn't lick her lips like he was a piece of raw meat. Like Rockelle. They all creeped him out in a way, But they were the best job he ever had.

The sisters were useful and cute, fun and efficient, if more than a little crazy. He rubbed the ivory key he kept on his wrist and dialed the number Hoping that Mista had her phone and not one of the others. They all had the same model and he never knew who he was dialing at any time.

It rang.

 

[lil_squirter]

"Wait for me!"

Much as she hated to do it, since the others were off and running it meant she had to take her full strides. Like some sort of gazell she cut the distance between herself and her sisters. Reaching them with a panting as Rocki shouted out her challenge. Mista tried to be small, but it was a failing race. She was still growing, and might likley have another inch in height by the next year.

She bemoaned her nordic fate, as it made things impossibly difficult sometimes. Especially around boys, they didn't seem to like looking up to her. She even got the feeling their Field Agent was affraid of her. She didn't understand that at all, but most of the darker emotions were a mystery to her...as was the fact that her behind was chirping.

Mista looked around and ran a large palm over her generous backside finally recalling her phone from her pocket. She eyed it, clucked her tongue and answered softly.

"Hello?"

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"Whatcha think on that, Rocky-" She cut short as she saw the look on Rockelle's face as she stared at the tree, immediately shooting away from the bark as she shivered. "Nyaah, she's doing it again..."

"Someone to stalk, huh..." Rockelle thought about that a moment. Her eyes fixated on the splattering of blood currently. Her eyes flashing in and out of their usual coloring from the red they usually turned when she was in a lust. She fought it as long and as hard as humanly possible, even superhumanly possible given her status but that was all to much for her.

She pounced on the corpse in a minute drinking the blood from his slit through as it bathed her clothing and skin. "Mmmmm...sweet nector." she purred looking up at the girls. She was perhaps one step away from cannibalism at this rate but she didn't care. No she would never care...

A sadistic chuckle escaped her lips as she sucked up all the blood from the man's exposed wound while draining what blood remained in his lifeless body. She then stood dropping the body like a rag doll as she placed a hand on the truck of the tree seeping up the blood from the tree a little sap was on it but it only made the blood that much sweeter.

"More... I need more..." she whinned dancing around like a little kid begging for candy. "Cree I want more! Give me..." she jumped at the other girl ready to sink her teeth in the other girl much like a vampire if need be, but damnit... where was Shalom with her serum. "Shalom...where is he." she let out only holding Cree in a hug to fight against the lust taking over her rational thoughts. "I need the serum."

 

[Mephistophelily]

Cree watched her with a slightly grossed look on her face, pulling the collar of her jacket up to hide her mouth as she shook her head. "Rocky... Maybe y-you should stop that.. I mean, if you keep it up-"

She wasn't hearing her. The bloodlust had taken over. Cree had only seen her like this a few times before, and Shalom had been right there to solve it before it got too bad.

"More.. I need more.." The sound in Rockelle's voice scared her- and then to be tackled by her set Cree into a panic.

"Rocky! Get off! GET OFF ME!" Cree was shrieking now, trying to shove her friend away as she saw the cromson tones in her eyes. She stopped fighting as Rockelle just held her, Cree's breathing still heavy as she lifted her arm to hug her back. "He's coming, Rocky. Just... don't try bitin' me, ok? I don't want to freeze you..." She glanced to Mista with still frightened eyes, hoping the phone call was something helpful.

 

[LitShark]

Krollup watched the sisters begin arriving to his scene. The mortal... where was the mortal? That powerless mortal held the key to destroying these witches. Without that pathetic ordinary man, these girls were like ships adrift at sea without an anchor. The blonde one began talking into some device in her hand, he hoped she was contacting the mortal. The other girls already seeming to self destruct without his guidance.

 

[lil_squirter]

"Rocky...please...."

The phone was hooked to the ear piece and shoved back in her pocket, Shalom could talk as he liked but there were more pressing matters now. Rockelle was having one of her fits and by the look of it thigns were getting nasty. Mista disliked having to aid her friend through these moments of darkness but knew full well she could do it.

Large pale hand fell to her Sisters cheek, cool and calm against the fevered flesh. Blue eyes the color and depth of placid seas drew the others girls gaze. That voice so soft as to be a breath of wind.

"I can help you if you need...I will not let you suffer Sister."

The gift of healing had come in handy often enough, it was the sideeffect that bothered her the most. Absorbing someones pain and injury into herself could be distorting to say the least. With Rockelle the one time she'd done it before, she'd also gotten some of the girls bloodlust mania. Mista was strong and held herself in check as it was only part of what Rockelle felt...still it rang clear in her mind. If her sister needed her, she would make that sacrifice.

 

[Mephistophelily]

*Woop!*

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"Please..." she lurched away from Mista not in fashion of digust or anger but simply to keep the girl from taking on her lust. It was bad enough one of them went through it two was pushing it. "I can handle it...just get Shalom here." she whispered kneeling to the floor as she lay against the trunk of the tree.

The one good thing about these fits is it left her drained, unable to do more than create a general commotion around her. Once she went into a fit she normally would take out whomever was around her, but when it came to her sisters she controlled herself better not wanting to recreate a scene she'd played so long ago with her parents. She'd made herself an orphan only herself to blame, she would not do it again.

"Just get Shalom here." She turned Zoe with pleading eyes. "Can't you teleport him here?" she asked knowing the other girl could be of some critical use at this time.

 

[wrytersyren]

"Mista, tell Shalom to get here quickly" Zoe whispered, she already knew it was him on the other end of the line. Placing a hand on Rockelle's shoulder she said softly "He's coming Rocky, just hold on a bit longer alright." Her eyes were locked with Cree's, and she saw the fear the lay within her friends eyes. Her glittering green eyes became murky as her thoughts melded with Cree's.

Don't be afraid Cree. Be still, only you can keep her calm.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." she said to Mista as she lay a hand on Rocky's cheek.

"Please... I can handle it...just get Shalom here. Cant you teleport him here?" Rocky said pleadingly, as she slumped against the tree.

Zoe was already sifting through the voices and thoughts in her mind, searching for Shalom's thought waves. A slow smile spread across her face, as she found him, he was at the portal site they had just left. It seemed he was always a half step behind, and for some odd reason she found that thought to be comforting.

"I'm going now" Zoe said closing her eyes, and then vanished in a cloud of mist. When she opened her eyes again, Shalom's broad back was all she could see.

"Shalom... we need you, now." was all she said.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

His phone rang. and Rang. Somewhere he hoped they were oing to pick up, when finally someone did. Quietly oh so quietly Mista's clear voice broke the silence.

"Hello?"

Thank Vishnu, now where are you girls I've been wondering. It looks like it went ok. For once." Some where in the distance he heard shouting. In fact he heard a lot of things and he liked none of them. What he liked least though sounded like a scuffle, then a shriek from Cree about Rocky. Did that mean she'd gone off her rocker again? The last time she'd actually bit his collarbone. Not even around, she had bit the bone. It took forever to explain the torn shirt as well. And Mista appeared to be not listening. Even going to help.

"Where are you please just give me a location and I'll be thre as soon as humanly possible, in fact I'll be there faster As soon as you tell me where I'm"

"Shalom... we need you, now."

"JESUSBUDDHAODINCRAP." Shalom shrieked into the phone and dropped it as he dove. He hated it when they appeared out of nowhere. And it always meant that Zoe was there. He liked Zoe, he actually thought everyone did. Something just made her pretty. But to almost everyone else She seemed creepy. Something about looking at your bare soul creeped most people out, and she knew that you were creeped out too.

It didn't bother him so much. There was nothing he couldn't really talk himself out of. Even the times he pictured her steping out of that amazing suit. Stripping to a lacy pair of boycuts and leaving the tie to hang over her bra. Perfectly positioned over those breasts, in the office. Everyone was entitled to fantasy. But not here. In the field he stayed focused, And the only thing on his mind was giving Rocky her serum and finding out the mission status. In the back of his mind was the dread of paperwork but it was always there.

Shalom picked up his cellphone and gave off concern for Zoe for the girls and for himself. He dusted off his coat and told Mista he'd be right there.

"Alright take me there and we'll see how this all went. Was the mission good. I notice a clean site that never happens."

And in his mind as he came closer ready to hug Zoe and preapre for the lurching trip to the other Sister's he could only think.

[Please let the mission be done, and the only thing I have to deal with is Rocky bit someone. Please Please Please.] Because he couldn't sweet talk the paperwork.

 

[LitShark]

The mortal was finally on the scene transported by the masculine looking girl. Krollup saw the blood sucker urgently asking for something... Krollup wasn’t going to wait for him to give it to her. He vanished from his hiding place in the tree, reappearing behind the frail, short man’s body. The back of his blade held the man against Krollup’s body by his throat. Krollup’s other hand covered his mouth, rendering his head immobile and muffling his scream.

“Boo.” Krollup whispered taunting the shocked group of girls, vanishing with the man and whatever serum he had with him. He transported the human away from that park, going in zig zags and long surges preventing followers (He had to be especially careful with another teleporter among them. Krollup couldn’t help but cackle his high pitched laugh again. Now he needed only divide and conquer. He even knew the perfect place.

 

[wrytersyren]

"We'll talk about the mission later." Zoe said taking a step towards Shalom. She wrapped her arms around him, and stifled a gasp at their nearness She willed her body to remain still, tried her hardest to focus on anything other than the feel of her breasts pressed firmly against his chest. She would never admit it, but she liked Shalom, liked him as much more than a feild officer, as much more than a friend. She would never admit to needing someone, someone who was not her sisters, but the truth if the matter was the thought of being with Shalom made her blood race. He was a sweet talker, yes but she had encountered her fair share of those. But there was something different about him, she realized it several months after joining the syndicate, she actually believed everything Shalom said. Unlike so many others when he spoke there was only honesty in his words, no trace of trickery, his heart was pure, a rare thing for a man most people would call a con artist. From the few thoughts she had gathered from him, it seemed he was quite found of her as well. The fact that he fantasized about her made it all the more difficult for her to control herself and her thoughts around him. As she struggled to catch her breath, she thanked the fates she was the only one who could read minds.

"Hold on tight" she whispered softly her breath hot against his ear. With that she closed her eyes and envisioned the girls and in moments was at their side once more. She quickly released Shalom allowing him to tend to Rocky. Zoe stood with her eyes closed for a moment regaining her senses, transporting another always seemed to drain her a bit.

Just as Shalom was about to inject the serum into Rocky's arm, Krollup materialized out of the darkness, a knife at Shalom's throat. Gasping in surprise she tried to will the needle containing Rocky's serum into her hands before Krollup vanished with Shalom in tow, but failed miserably.