ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT (west blue event)

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THE CHASE BEGINS A royal banquet for the customary majesty of Ohara. The character had been slaving his own tissue so his inhabitants could have harmonious spirits. However some individuals hadn’t consented to these developments and therefore determined happenings needed to progress. These happenings were acrid actions by the antagonist of Ohara. The antagonist are atrocious characters whom postulate that their actions can better Ohara altogether. Whether they’re legitimate or not isn’t known but one could conjecture that these grim actions don’t condone their aspiration. What are these grim actions you may ask. Just a half an hour ago a stable figurehead of the antagonist of Ohara attempted to annihilate his majesty. A dagger was discharged from an confined position not known by the characters within’ the kingdom. His departure was flush and he undoubtedly possessed strength. The dagger had one copper like thread cemented into the solidification and this was indubitably something the assassin hadn’t conspired. So the writer whom immediately enlightened the community made sure to forecast all the proof that has been assembled. Primarily the dispatched enlightenment that anyone whom clasp this character alive will be profoundly rewarded. The other peculiar intelligence this character administered towards the community was that the confined position was towering. Designating that if this character were tediously departing that the rooftops might be where he is scrambling. However, this character was also particularly experienced. So he could be disguising himself amongst the community or suppressing his shadow altogether. Additionally there are five outlets within’ Ohara so another potential justification could be to pause for his arrival at an outlet. The five outlets are north, south, east, west and southeast. Which you choose could aid you or rupture your award. Though one could conjecture that an organization of five characters could easily enlighten that issue. look amongst the community look around the many rooftops look within' various hiding places wait for him at one of the locations POSTING ORDER coded by temporis

[VEE MENU]

Ohara, what a difference in comparison to the kingdom of Illusia. The sun beamed down during the day from unpolluted skies and the people were some of the nicest around. It really was a beautiful place, a vacation spot like few others. And yet, there was something in the air that day, an occurrence big enough to stir up the entire island, but what?

Wondering in from the docks was a newcomer to Ohara, a fishman named Vee Menu. He'd arrived earlier that morning to complete a transaction with a certain trader on the island, something about a barrel of tree sap candy for his up and coming candy booth back on Illusia. Being very ambitious, Vee was always looking for ways improve his circus, it was the only thing he truly cared about.

Making his way deeper into the island, Vee passed up many attractions without the slightest care. Even if the island of Ohara was a sight to be seen, Vee wasn't the type to let his mind wonder from a good deal, he was there for business, nothing more. But to his dismay, when he finally found the tree sap candy store, it was closed. Snatching a note off the stores front door, Vee learned that there was an assassination attempt against the mayor and that the assailant was still at large. Not only that, but the candy store would remain closed until said assailant was captured and brought to justice.

"Well, well.. Inadvertently interfering with my business are we? You better hope I don't find you first.." Vee growled, crumbling the paper in his large, powerful hand. Vee would find this 'assassin' and then carry out the trade he traveled all that way to complete, it was as simple as that..

Leaving the candy shop, Vee ventured off in hopes of finding someone who might know a little more about the situation. To be honest, he really didn't want to base all his information off a simple letter. He needed to hear it from the lips of another person first.

[Mathis Ambrose]

An eve in Ohara; a night that should have been joyous but was ruined by a wannabe assassin that made an assault and fleed. News spread far enough to reach the ears of assassin pirate Mathis Ambrose. The assassin was fleeing in town and needed to be caught. Mathis wanted to capture this fleeing assassin for several reasons. One was due to the fact that there could be a reward for catching the assassin, another was due to the fact that he did a horrible job at the task he performed, and finally because the assassin attacked someone that he wanted to end. Either way, it gave him an interest to go on a hunt for somehow lower than himself.

Mathis made his way up to the rooftops of the buildings in Ohara, running across the roofs while searching for the man. To Ambrose, the rooftops were the perfect place to go searching. To an assassin, the rooftops were perfect for moving around without being seen, difficult for others to get to so there were little issues with being chased, and gave a great vantage point to see what was happening down below. There was always a risk that an assassin could be seen, so running through a crowd could pose a risk of being recognized. As these thoughts ran through his mind and he moved across the rooftops, he then began to think of where the assassin might try to escape to. Ports were probably the most likely, seeing as if he could get to the ocean, he would probably be home free. Mathis couldn't let that happen. With this thought in mind, Mathis would continue to move across the rooftops while also looking down below in hopes of seeing the assassin somewhere.

[Garen]

Garen's dream was to be written. He left his home in search of epic battles that would become history. Why in particular he came to Ohara, he was not sure. Siri helped him out, it was nice having someone who supported your efforts, made you feel like it was possible. When they left, Garen decided to just wander the streets. It was getting darker and it was about when petty thieves woke up in his town. Playing super hero in his village gave him a knack for being more alert at night. But here everything seemed peaceful, and quiet. People out didn't need to attack or steal for food money because it seemed like there was no shortage. It made Garen feel uncomfortable.

Out ahead there was a group of women and children that seemed worried and scared. Garen asked them what was wrong and they told him about the news of the assassin. It was scary for a small quiet town to suffer such a preposterous event. What that assassin destroyed was the citizens peace of mind, and for that Garen could forgive. He told them that the assassin would be brought to justice.

Garen bowed to group and ran off. He was trying to get back into the mindset of being the neighborhood watch. Where did the thieves go to hide? What alleys would they take. He was sure that the street would be the safer bet, it seems nobody knows what the guy looked like so he could be trying to blend. But not in the streets, but rather the alleyways and shady areas. Garen knew that if he did see the assassin he would not give up until he was caught, like the street vermin he was.

[SUSANO'O]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] ¤ THE CYBERNETIC BLADE ENTERS THE DARKNESS ¤ CHAPTER 001: THE ASSASSINATION And so it began once more, the silhouette of the monstrous details that coursed throughout my outer shell dashing through the pitch-black shadows, an amnesiac mind striving endlessly to recover what was rightfully mine. It had seemed that I would respawn in this cursed world a second time around, a faint memory of the armour I donned before and the acquaintances I had acquired in such a form. The names "Tenjyon", "Zodiac", and even "Bella" loomed in an infinite sphere of curiosity, and I couldn't muster the slightest clue toward what importance each held. However, I knew I couldn't focus on such a broad spectrum, and with the failed questioning of the commonfolk to help recollect the lost information, my patience began to run thin. Without a second thought, I escaped the mechanical confines of Illusia and wandered hopelessly without a path, until I came to the flagrant town known as Ohara. Could the spark to rekindle the flames of remembrance loom in this luminescent city? The ignorance of such an opportunity couldn't be tolerated, and into the obscure landscape I journeyed, assuring that my frame remained basked in the infinite darkness of the shadows. "Jesus christ, have you heard?! There's an assassin on the loose! Marty just told me that word is spreading fast about some unknown assailant who just tried to murder the royalty! Heh, I'm not surprised though, that shit was going to happen sooner or later!..." A failed assassination...? Although the identity of Ohara's king or queen was completely anonymous to me, the sporadic gossip of the careless man brought my attention to a screeching standstill, and I wondered, had it been fate that granted these cybernetic ears the blessing of hearing such information? Luckily, the hearsay claimed the bold assassin potentially still remained within the boundaries of the city. Since I had preferred to sustain hidden movement within the shadows of the town's alleys and rooftops, I decided a simple stride would no longer be advantageous in the current situation. With Kusanagi strapped readily to my back with my jacket swaying effortlessly in the evening breeze, these cyborg boots shot into a moderate burst as I continued to loom in the darkest passageways. Undoubtedly I knew that these narrow, isolated locations were the ideal route for one who was trying to remain low-profile, and zealously, I made it my mission to find this criminal. His mind would be mine for the picking. ¤ credit for this sexy template belongs to renni of nrp ¤

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[MELLOW SKY]

Of course an assassination would occur on Peter's day off. It wasn't often that the blonde marine was granted a day of randomness and relaxation, but whenever possible he preferred to spend it actually relaxing. This whole assassination thing had completely thrown the rear admiral's plans off by a longshot as he had a full day of sleep planned out. Fuck it. Called in to action, Peter had no choice but to investigate.

One thing that struck the marine as odd was the fact that not only did the assassin disappear, he left no traces behind as to where he may have scampered off to. How perplexing. There were five escape exits total in the kingdom, but where to start? After a quick moment of thinking Peter decided to head off towards the east outlet of the kingdom. There was no telling just where the crook could have been.

When he had arrived at the destination Peter had come to find the spot to be quiet and lonely. The blistering sun beat down upon his glowing golden hair and a slight breeze licked at his jet black suit. Armed with his katana, sheathed, in his right hand, Peter's eyes were mere slits as he stood in caution of anyone to come such as maybe a thief or assassin?

[LAZ]

Due to the lack of staff members available to GM this event, it will be temporarily postponed until new staff is selected to finish these events. Please do not fret, once the staff revamp is settled, this event will be continued. Thank you.