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The House Takashi
Well The Devil has joined the forum and hopefully he will ask why there hasn't been an update from HQ.
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Santa Maria has been hit hard at the end of the 2nd American civil war.
Several conventional attacks and airraids including an invasion attempt by amphibious Milgov forces from Hawaii have been beat back with great losses and heavy damage to the city . This is nothing however compared to the damage wrought by the 2 nuclear bombs that were detonated in Santa Maria and on the industrial and oilproducing facilities outside the city . damage in the city is devestating .App.95% of the buildings have been destroyed by the blast or by the ensuing fires . The military compounds around the production areas and the refineries,oilfields and factories have been devestated. As a result there is no central authority that has control and surviors both military and civillian are now acting in their own best interest -taking what they want and actively fighting other survivors including the Palace Guard - the only remaining loyal military unit . Refugees flock to the ruins of Takashi Castle and compound hoping to have some suppplies handed out .marauders prey on all organized survivors and thos ewho are not organized are killed or taken slaves just for small amounts of supplies . The situation is close to an inferno on earth. Fires rage uncontrolably in many locations ,gangs and armed individuals roam the area looking for something to take .Deiseases spread in epidemic formats . The guard keeps the last standing part of the castle secure - for now . |
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Council request
The council request a list of all the assets that you transferred to them in your recent show of generousity towards the town of Eureka.
You are granted a further 30 day allowance for your needed rations and pay ,funded by the council . |
Fight Night
EUREKA SEPT.26th + 7 C*
Lady Takashi applied the finishing touches to her make up and sat back to allow for it to dry .Her lady-in-waiting nodding approval .She smiled and grimaced a little before she rose and gathered her dress and shawl around her ."Thank you Janice.I will see you tomorrow." The lady-in-waiting smiled and made her way out of the private chambers. Lady Takashi returned her smile and then locked the door when she had left .She opened the dresser and perused the weapons inside .A dozen pistols and revolvers of various sizes and calibers were in the top drawer . A night out for the first time in almost 2 years .The loss of her adoptive son had been a terrible blow to her ,but loosing her husband before that ,and having had to take on his responsibilties had weighed her down .Microscopic wrinkles had shown themselves for the first time .Her once perfect body now had several scars that stood out on her skin from the bullet wounds she had sustained while figthing for the survival of her family .After settling in their new quarters in Eureka ,things had quieted down .She had seen to it that her people were taken care of in the best manner- circumstances considered.Her family was safe with loyal household guards outside every door.The city council assured her of its gratitude and behaved corteously .She wouldnt have believed a cold hearted business man like Willis capable of chivalry -but it would seem that the well of surprises never dryes up. She put her foot on the chair and corrected her stockings.The "combat lingerie" that she jokingly called it was a bit loose fitting .The weight of the 6,5 mm Jennings and the extra clip strapped to her thigh made the stockings slip a little . As an after thought she slipped a PainTek M-3 fragmentation grenade into her pre war Prada handbag and closed it .The Beretta - 93R and clips made the bag bulge and stretch like a grocery bag .No matter -although she was prepared to suffer for beauty -she wasnt ready to die for it .Going out with less weapons would be foolish for a woman like her .Her two long hairpins were both concealed spikes .Her gold chain necklace and pennant a miniature chain and ball.Her Japanese fan had poisoned steel spikes on it .A squad of her best troops were at standby in their vehicles and would follow no more than 100 meters away .At least 2 plain clothes operatives would mix with the crowds around her .She looked at the invitation on her dresser.Being asked out by Rupert Willis to attend an evening with old friends and entertainment was certainly disturbing enough to make her prepare like she had . Certainly the entertainment was going to be brutal .Most certainly the company would be coarse.The "relaxing time" ,the invitation stated was going to be had ,would no doubt be filled with angry shouting matches over whatever job proposal they really had been called there to discuss by Willis.She expected to see the usual suspects there -General Pain,Col.DeCorba and quite possibly other unsavoury characters as well. But a night out was a night out ,so she was going to make the most of it . After all - a girl cant be picky after a nuclear war . The short drive to the secret location of the meet was uneventful .She felt surreal sitting in the dinged and scratched luxury car speeding by the exhausted ,ragged people staggering along the roads or laying in the ditches wrapped in rags trying to huddle for warmth by sooting fires. The car stopped.The advance team gave the ok.She opened her door and got out .An abandonded factory building was lit by torches and electrical generators.People were lining up outside,some drinking and laughing .AK wielding bouncers stood at the door checking invitations.A pick up with an M60 mount slowly cruised around the parking lot .From inside ,faint cheering and the buzz of a loud crowd could be heard . The Lady had arrived at fight night . |
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very well written hq........priceless details
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in the grey light of a bleak dawn..
Lady Takashi looked up at the grey sky with serene eyes.The sound and the fury of the battle raging behind her nothing more than the flickering images from a television set on mute would have been to her ,if she had been sitting on her sofa reading a magazine .
The relaxation technique was one she had learned from her now dead husband Lord Joe.He had been able to remove himself totally -even in the face of certain death, to places of beauty and tranquility .A garden blossoming with cherry trees.A mountain stream trickling playfully over white washed rocks a sunny summer morning.To the image of his children sleeping happily after a long day of play. She wondered if those were the images he had seen in his mind as his fighterplane roared in an arc of death towards the blue plane of the Pacific at 1000 km an hour. The medic kneeling before her pulled the bandages taut once more and she flinched.She was annoyed by her own reaction and how it brought her back to the mud and debris where she was currently seated.A charred section of brick wall at her back and a few heaps of debris around her position hid her from view and gave cover from the incessant hail of erratic projectiles that swept the ruins. In a motley line of two man positions the assault squad she was part of had strung itself out along the ruins of two or three brick and cinder block buildings.The debris between them and the enemy positions hid them and seemed sturdy enough to stop shrapnel and bullets, but RPGs and mortars were landing on their side of the cover too . All in all ,their position was one of a springboard for an advance or a cover for their retreat.But staying seemed only as a long wait to be decimated.The medic glued plastic sheet around the bandages to keep them clean and dry -and without saying so or disapproving of it - to keep her in the fight a little longer .She had insisted .A leader must be seen to fight at times like these -or morale might suffer a slump. The medic finished up and she waiwed him away .Once he had scuttled to another foxhole ,she opened a small pouch on her assault rig and got the autoinjectors out .She hit herself twice with local anesthetic around her leg wound.Running would indeed be akward -and could have been hilarious to watch were she not in a postapocalyptic,rad-dust covered firefight to the death with an enemy both fanatical and prudent. She then gave herself an injection of combat stimulants.The amphetamines soared through her veins like a sickening buzz but then clarity and a feeling of being reenergized. The throbbing pain subsided to a weird feeling -almost like she had spilt some liquid or drink on her leg where the entry and exit wounds were. She packed her injectors and checked her assaultrifle. 10 mags ready and an 11th in the mag well. The red dot sight sharp and functional.The muzzle clear of dirt .She released the mag and pulled the loading arm .The springs propelled the bolt fluidly forward .Click! Pulling the trigger .Everything in order.She picked up the expelled round and reinserted into her mag .Then she clicked the mag backinto the well and repeated loading the weapon. Go-time would be soon . A few MG-rounds hit the other side of the ruins she was behind.She hardly noticed.Her eyes once more looked up and saw into the grey light a beautiful garden of cherry trees -blossoming in the setting sun. |
just f@@@ing amazing writing here...
im in aw...
i remember it vividly. time to inflict some pain to the oncoming enemy... tactical retreat is not a shame neither... the map will decide... lovely, i have to read the other guys to... this was inspiring. |
tnx
inspired by how you guys act your PCs.
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A House in ruins...
LADY AZUMI TAKASHI T`PEONG KIA SHANDON BUNKER COMPLEX oct.20th 2019.
The Lady was informed by Deputy Director of Security for the Central Valley region of The NDP Security Commitee that the Leader -Haussmann - had video and audio of teh confessions of the rest of the party to the killing of Tanaka Takashi in Belize. Enraged she decided to exact revenge on General Pain and in the middle of the firefight started a bloody brawl with him ,ending in both fighters being killed by multiple gunshot wounds asd well as severe burn damage from thermite grenades thrown by her . The last sparks of light that made sensory reception on the slowly boiling retinas of Lady Takashi was that of Dr Wagner ,General Pains personal physician who tore and clawd at the stubborn ,scorching thermite that was burning his master to a horrible death .With his bare hands he flung the hissing fragments away from the gaping,horrible wounds in the Generals chest , and they arced over hear prone body trailing little plumes of steam - boiling blood. After that the dim charcoal grey enveloped her and she saw the whole scene from above as if floating under the ceiling of the bunker hallway for a fleeting instant . Then ,with a speed that went beyond anything measurable by the physical human senses,she felt herself being pulled up and outwards into a myriad of little pinpricks of light in a black void for what she could only surmise had to be the stars- although such notions -or even the notions of having a notion became impossible and unmeasurably small in her ever expanding consciousness. In the bunker hallway , the thermite fragments on her body made vicious hissing sounds as they burned clean through her arm ,and the tissue and blood from her armpit started to boil ,then charred and later was incinerated. Her face was laying in odd folds , her eyes gazed almost surprised at the roof or beyond .Her mouth had a faint smile . The Takashi-T`Peong clan had fought its final battle. Over the years to come its members would scatter to the ends of the earth. Its houses and ramparts would come crashing down , or be soiled and flying the banners of others. In the end its name would be but a whisper on the wind -and that too would one day be gone forever. Unsticking the thread and letting the troubled House of Takashi-T`Peong slip quietly into the dark abyss of information of the internet . |
from beyond the grave
the house of takashi have been a fun trip for me, but to much officework for me to handle, i am therefor going with a somewhat easier character.
FYI: playing a women while being a man, sounds like fun, but is really a role-confusing mindset. No wonder i am single, i couldn't even figure out my own bi-ya-itch... :rolleyes: |
Standing ovations. I salute your efforts - you've brought a lot of great moments to the game.
Goodbye sweet lady ;) ..and welcome, young prince! |
well..
If you are thinking of Devils new PC - that guy isnt really an aristocrat within any faction , rather he was a footsoldier in the Takashi army before he met you guys..
Young Lt.Pain on the other hand could be considered a prince in the succession line . Quote:
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It wasn't meant to be taken literally, just an elated greeting
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roger
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