« Prev 1 Next » Reply Share Thread Facebook Twitter Tumblr LinkedIn MySpace Email Go to Previous Thread Next Thread Please make a selection first Author Topic: Things Got Ugly (OPEN) (Read 344 times) ๖ۣValencia Tiao Hero Miss Fortune Now what? [send pm] Joined: June 2009 Posts: 7,082 Things Got Ugly (OPEN) « Feb 20, 2010 3:13:55 GMT -6 » Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top ((OOC: As I've mentioned, my posts after this intro will be short since I'm swamped with stuff IRL. If you post big, methinks I shouldn't be obligated to slow down the posting just to "match" you in post-size--The quality should be in the RPing more than your explication. Ambiguous timeline FTW 'cause I'm not sure whether or not to count "Collapse" if nothing really happened.)) Southern California has been getting an uncharacteristic dose of heavy rain for the past few weeks. San Diego was no different. The rain made Dagny feel at ease. It reminded her of the cold San Francisco weather. Sure, there was more fog than rain, but the sound of raindrops hammering the pavement was much more pleasant than the sound of footsteps. See, Dagny has been getting around a LOT, lately. On one end, it's her way of figuring out who she is and how was she supposed to express her "real self". Lots of traveling, meeting lots of people, basically, what you'd expect from getting around. On another end, it was her job. And not the pretty kind. Back when she was Valencia, she was a prime target of organ traffickers due to a chain of events she got tangled in. With the help of one REALLY bad person, her mentor Nova, she now resides in SoCal while most of those organ traffickers remain in NorCal, kidnapping and killing other people (though to a lesser extent after what Valencia and Tiao went through). That help came with a price, however. Nova could've very easily killed Valencia (in the hospital bed) or shipped her off to Asia to be sold as a prostitute, but instead chose to protect her under the condition that she did what he told her to do. Valencia didn't like that and the conditions became: "I, Nova, will only get involved if those organ traffickers do. Anything else is your fault." Fast forward. Nova came back from who-knows-where to report that he killed one of the organ traffickers. He made a comment in which should all those organ traffickers he have a grudge with eventually get wiped off the planet, what will become of Dagny? Dagny thought about it for a while and tried to talk about it with her bodyguard friends, but they wouldn't answer. She spoke to her dog Riesling, but there was only so much comfort a listening ear could provide. Talking to Internet people felt lonely and she wasn't too comfortable talking about her problems to a random dude in the park so... Dagny chose to go on a blind date with someone. Hey, she felt lonely, okay? The date was doing fine for one on a rainy day. A pleasant drive, lunch, a nice walk under an umbrella, some karaoke... Then things got ugly during the karaoke. Dagny sung a Lady Gaga song or two. Then it was her date's turn. He chose Ludo songs. Ludo is awesome-cool, Dagny soon learned (first time hearing their songs). She also learned how creepy her date was while singing them. She got an inkling during Love Me Dead and tried not to think too much into it since the song was fun and happy... Then he sung The Horror of Our Love and got reeeeeeeeaaaaallyy into it. Back to the present, Dagny did not want to hear the sound of footsteps. She was wet and tired and after all that running and some self-defense when necessary, the Asian clad-in-rainbows collapsed onto a sidewalk bench. The only sound she could hear was the sound of falling rain. Odds were that she was going to get a cold after this, but she was alive and not freakishly consumed "by love". She felt accomplished and just laid there in the rain. "Damn, I'm getting good at this running business..." Ugh... God, I'm glad I didn't tell him anything... "Where should I go now..." Back to Top   Andy Daws Mentor Swagger of a Cripple I'm The Bomb. No, literally, I blow stuff up. With my mind and junk. [send pm] Joined: June 2009 Posts: 2,192 Things Got Ugly (OPEN) « Feb 20, 2010 17:36:06 GMT -6 » Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top (ooc: well i just went through some shit and ill rp to clear my mind, but i think it'll be my last here, moving to that new board Lloyd posted i guess) Escape. It was never an easy thing for anyone. It always took time, effort and planning, but not when you were slowly going insane with nothing to lose. There was no plan, it was just run, run and never look back. Roth was sick of being trapped like the rest of the dogs at the collective. The visions of his deceased sister kept coming and staying leading to his sanity demise...until he got the call. When he fought Tiao and his thugs at the pier it ended in a gift from him, a phone the Chinese gangster left behind. In it was full of contacts, all in Chinese. A few days ago he got a call. Roth, alone with his visions of his sister decided to pick it up. He was expecting some Oriental yelling off in some Asian language, but what he got was quite the opposite. ------ "Roth...I knew you'd pick up." "Who the fuck are you!?" "...who I am is not important. What is important however is the proposition i have for you," "What the hell you talking about? How the hell do you know me, or this number." "Like I said Rothy-boy, that's not important. Now I can give you this proposition and give you this proposition and make it worth your while, or you can jack-off to Fight Club all damn day." "Alright, What you got in mind?" "Now were talking. Now I've watched you at that shit hole arena a few times and I must say your one of the best fighters I've seen in a long time. And I need use of your abilities for a few jobs out east." "Thats good and all, but if ya don't know I'm stuck in a lockeddown shit hole with no way out and so far no good reason to leave." "...Your plane leaves in 5 hours. You'll be picked up and escorted here once you get to LA X. They'll know your face. Your first job for me is to get there. So now you have 2 options: 1: Stay there and rot, or 2 come here and work for me." ------ Thus, here he was, Out in the rainy city after just running, running away from the collective with only a few welts of rubber bullets to show for it, He had 200 in cash, his dog Carlos and the clothes on his back. Time to kill before deciding to leave he saw something bright from the corner of his eye. A familiar face in rainbow clothes on a bench. Without thinking too much he walked over and looked down at the girl "Don't I know you?" « Last Edit: Feb 20, 2010 20:09:01 GMT -6 by Andy Daws » Back to Top   Bio ๖ۣValencia Tiao Hero Miss Fortune Now what? [send pm] Joined: June 2009 Posts: 7,082 Things Got Ugly (OPEN) « Feb 21, 2010 1:56:56 GMT -6 » Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top And Dagny heard footsteps. Her eyes shot open from behind her sunglasses (yes, even on a cloudy-then-rainy day) and within a millisecond, she got to her feet and sprung from the bench a meter or two away before realizing that the footsteps belonged to a friendly acquaintance, not the date she eluded. Words did not need to be exchanged to ascertain that while she looked relaxed for a bit, she was constantly on her guard. Now standing, her pose suggested that if Roth was her date, she would've ran for her life or fought for it. Since he wasn't, Dagny sighed shakily and regained her composure at the sight of Roth's dog, Carlos. Her posture became less defensive, from a 10 to an 8. Her gritted teeth became a nervous, but relieved smile. "Awww, how could I forget... You two? Cupcakes... Karma... I'm... Uh..." Which name did I use... "GLaDOS--No, Gladys... And you're... Roth, right? Whoa, small world! Must be a lucky day or something!" Back to Top   Andy Daws Mentor Swagger of a Cripple I'm The Bomb. No, literally, I blow stuff up. With my mind and junk. [send pm] Joined: June 2009 Posts: 2,192 Things Got Ugly (OPEN) « Feb 22, 2010 14:01:40 GMT -6 » Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Roth was a bit stoic as Glady started a bit of small talk. He had been self contained in his dorm for at least a month ever since his last outing. The last time he was outside he confessed his love for Aleece, and then bit the concrete hard by the same gang that caused him trouble from day one. Roth took out a smoke, lit it, and took a nice long drag. "So... wanna grab some coffee? Not a date or shit like that, but just some coffee to warm up outta this rain." Roth took another puff waiting for her response. The rain was cold and began to seep through Roth's matted trench coat. Carlos started to roll around on the grass, it was cute and Roth laughed a bit. Simple joy... he missed that. Back to Top   Bio ๖ۣValencia Tiao Hero Miss Fortune Now what? [send pm] Joined: June 2009 Posts: 7,082 Things Got Ugly (OPEN) « Feb 23, 2010 13:41:18 GMT -6 » Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Roth's expression hardly changed and Dagny began to feel uneasy. Did she fuck up? Did he see through her lies? Oh man, the last thing she needed was another person she wronged, intentionally or not. He then started smoking. She covered her nose and mouth out of impulse and lowered it slightly as he spoke, feeling it'd be rude. Yeah, she's extremely sensitive to these kinds of things, but right now, she could use some company to keep from getting killed and she didn't want to scare Roth off. "Y-yeah, sure thing! There should be a cafe or something close to here too." Dagny turned to head towards said cafe, then saw Carlos rolling around without a care in the world. Though she was drenched to the bone, she could feel a little warmth welling up inside at the adorableness. "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww~ I just wanna... Pick up the li'l guy!" Back to Top   Reply Share Thread Facebook Twitter Tumblr LinkedIn MySpace Email Go to Previous Thread Next Thread Please make a selection first