The Artisans District ~The RP~

[AbStRaKt MiNdZ]

The soft foot falls could be softly heard through the tatterd and beat down streets that were the slums. A shadowed figure moved swiftly face vield by the mess of ebon lock spilling from his cranium to fall messily over pale features. Hands in pockets he quietly walked the run down of a town. Lost indeed as those colorless eyes wanderd around looking for something someone. The katanas at his side clanked softly as there sheaths brushed together every now and then.  

[Angelic King Raziel]

He watched the man laxily from the corner of his eye far below, balancing perfectly upon the slim edge pf the building far above the streets. He was searching for something else, but wasn't trying to rush. The letter, stuffed within his coat pocket, had asked for his inclusion into one of the many clans of the city. He had nothing else to do, so he figured he'd give them a try.
What was the worse that could happen?  

[Kethean]

Kethean breathed heavily for a moment and then looked down in anger.
"I told you... stop... twitching!!" he screamed as he hit the twitching body of the bodyguard a few more times with the tire iron. He wiped the sweat from his brow and looked around the area that was now desolate.
'How long have I been at this?' he wondered to himself.  

[Kethean]

Tiny and Josie walked over to Kethean with casual expressions.
"You done yet?" asked Tiny with a slight grin on his face. "I think so..." replied Kethean with a slight shrug.
"Ew.." squeked Josie as she poked one of the bodies with the tip of her shoe.

--- Later that day ---

Kethean walked into an old building that had many people moving in and out of itself, each person looking run down and tired. As bad as things seemed to be it appeared to be just any other day for the people. The building was a soup kitchen the tried its best to supply food for those in need... which was just about everyone in the city.
"Kethean! 'bout time you showed up!" came a sharp yell from and elderly heavyset woman wearing kitchen work clothes.
"Eh..." sighed Kethean realizing he wasnt going to get any food without working today.
"You eat more than half the city so don't give me that look, you know we're low on supplies! When are we going to get off your butt and do your part?!" she asked sternly but with a sincere look in her eyes.
Kethean nodded and turned right around without even a second glance, a glum look on his face as he felt a rumble in his stomach.
"You best be careful, I don't want you getting any of the other men hurt 'couse of your shinnanigans!" the elderly woman yelled at him as he walked out of the building.  

[Kethean]

Kethean coughed as the dust and dirt in the room settled down.
"Bleh... we got a pretty good haul this time around." said Kethean as the bums around him stored supplies they had taken from the rich side of town.
"It'll only be enough to last a couple of days though..." said one of the bums as they put down a crate full of junk.
Kethean simply shrugged and walked off and as he did he spoke "Then we'll just have to find more new recruits so we can haul more stuff back here."  

[- Strike without Mercy -]

Another person walked into view, a young girl with fish like body parts..."hello" she said, "food" she rasped, and collapsed on the floor...  

[zephel693]

zephel walked around the slums with his red eyes scanning the poor village."they think this is bad, wait till they see they're after life."He continued to walk through the place when walked along some pathways some drug dealers or homeless would attack him to see what he had but zephel didn't feel like in the mood to sluaghter so he chaibned them to poles with cyrstel chains that he formed on them to keep them on hold once he was 5o meters away from them.  

[- Strike without Mercy -]

seeing no one cared about her, cherry_bomber slowly dragged her ragged form out of the slums. "to the casino!" she cheered.  

[Big Dumb Smart Guy]

Tyde walked cautiously through the streets, as he knew the kinds of people that lived in these parts. At one point, a mugger, did, try to steal his things, but when Tyde whipped out his pistol and pressed it against the man's forehead, he quickly backed off.  

[Big Dumb Smart Guy]

((god, wtf, am i like, a post repellant or something? this rp has been left for a full day!))  

[Big Dumb Smart Guy]

((okay thats it if theres only ganna be a post every ******** week then im not gonna have any part in it))  

[zephel693]

((sup black, haven't heard from you in the cat demon guild, hey i'll rp with you, but don't get mad if i can't get on.))Zephel conintued to walk through the slums and saw a man with a mugger."aw geez thats it."Zephel ran at the mugger with his syth and sliced him in two, soon dark hands came out of the ground and pulled the man into the abyss.  

[Fighter for all]

The mute walks along the streets of the slum, his eyes at the ground infront of him. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gently tapped one out an inch and took the butt in his teeth to pull it out. A lighter appeared as if of magic in his free hand and he flicked it on to light the cigarette. In an instant both the pack and lighter were gone and he let a puff of smoke out of his mouth, keeping the cigarette between is teeth.  

[Big Dumb Smart Guy]

((thanks, man)) Tyde looked at where the man was pulled into the ground, with a half-scared, half-sick look. The then turned his head toward Zephel. "What the ******** was that!?"