Themyscira: Urban Fantasy Monster Girl RP

Cassie's Suite

Broken from her distress, by a sudden tickle-attack, the harpy soon started fluttering her wings to try to escape even as she kept laughing. A few moments later, it seemed she had completely forgotten her earlier worry, as she stopped the snake-woman's claws long enough to take in a few breaths. "Oh, and you know that really mean lady, with the dog, that everyone says I'm not allowed to hunt? The one that's, uhm, political and all that? She saw me, and she started running away with her dog, even though I wasn't even trying to eat the dog. I tried telling her, but she got all weird and silly, and fell into a fountain. It was really funny." Things were back into their natural order, as Taki began going into all the detail about her day, as per the usual.

"it would appear so" said Noelle to the fellow centaur as she took the picture "Seems to be some sort of angel, or perhaps a variety of harpy... but they are a... rare sight these days" she returned the picture "may I ask what business you have with this individual, ma'am?"

edited 3rd Feb '14 12:43:49 PM by sanojutsu

Darjeeling courtesied as a Centaur would — bending her front knees and crossing her arms on her chest. “I loath to be so impolite,” she said, “but I must ask, what business of yours is my own business?”

Leaning on a wall, dressed as a policewoman so as to not seem too suspicious with a rifle, was a certain Madelaine Rapley. Her eyes darted across the street waiting for her informant to confirm what she already suspected. Sure enough, a disheveled and dirty looking human appeared at the end of the street suddenly and shuffled towards her. Out of the corner of its mouth the human gave her the valuable information she was waiting for. "Someone came, an armed kobold, and asked for the money. She gave the kobold a key and then said something about a lockbox. Either way she's complicit and I've done my job . Now give me my money."

While the human talked, a beep sounded in her ear. A message from Mission Control confirmed this and as the human took of the iris-cam, Madelaine handed the beggar several notes. The beggar greedily left with her money, leaving Madelaine to make her way to the Church where Cirnaea was based, ready to have a word with her and find out what these terrorists here planning next.

When she reached the Church, Madelaine pushed her way past the various beggars with her lips curling in disgust at their dirty, unwashed and unhygienic forms. They could do something with their lives if they didn't resort to begging or didn't blow all of their money on alcohol and drugs, something which had become even more lucrative nowadays. When she reached Cirnaea, Madelaine cut right to the chase , not bothering to make small talk with the gynoid.

"We know who you're helping Cirnaea. Who would have thought that the kindly old church lady could be helping terrorists, huh? But that's besides the point. The facts are we know you're helping terrorists and you know that too. But you help charity and the Council respect that. Just tell us their plans and what they're planning today and all will be fine. You won't be arrested and the Church of Gears won't have any dirt on them. Is that acceptable Cirnaea or are you going to resist us?"

Android Factory

Kyrka alighted on the roof of the factory. 5 o'clock was quittin' time as always so the workers would have cleared out an hour and a half ago, but no doubt there'd be guards posted to make sure nobody stole the extremely valuable technology inside. She drew her pistol in one hand, then unscrewed the silencer off the barrel and fired into the air. A BANG as loud as any other gun resounded off through the night. For good measure, Kyrka fired three more shots, simulating a gunfight, then screwed her silencer back on and holstered the gun. She then skittered towards a window and let herself into the factory, clinging to the ceiling until she knew the guards were all gone.

Antikythera Mission

Cirnaea looked up as the stranger approached, her face once again going neutral as the armed woman pushed past her sad flock. As if she herself was any better, simply because she wore letters on her breast. "Officer, I don't believe there's any need to be rough with my flock," she said quietly, setting aside the tray in her lower set of arms and folding them back across her stomach. "Innocent as they are, sin-tainted only by the fault of their mortal birth, there is no cause to shove them aside like sacks of grain. Your body is stronger and more healthy than theirs; you have the privilege merely of being placed upon higher ground, and should not scorn those who are beneath you, but make use of the strength the Machine God's calculations have bestowed upon you and offer them your hand." She paused, studying the elf woman's eyes. Of course she wouldn't listen; the elven races believed themselves better than others, sneering at the lost and unfortunate without ever realizing that they themselves were no more saved than the lowest suffering worm. "May I see your badge, Officer?"

Madelaine rolled her eyes at the zealot's speech. She didn't have time for this, and if something happened and she wasn't there to stop it, there'd be trouble. "Look, I hate to break it to you, but if you tracked these beggar's footsteps, what money they have you'd probably find that they blow all the money they get on drugs and alcohol. And even if they don't they should actually do something with their life instead of whining annoyingly for money in the streets. Like get a job, or become self-employed, they're not slaves. They're not forced to be like this." Shaking her head, Madelaine wearily brought out her badge. It read:

Madelaine Rapley, Captain of the Special forces of the Luna Nyx paramilitary force.

"Happy now, Cirnaea?"

Cassie's Suite

Cassie absently nodded as she planned what steps to take to head off any form of retaliation against her or Taki for her wards actions. The girl was as sweet as sugar but she seemed to attract trouble. She took a bite of the teriyaki chicken skewer she had managed to nab from the box and her eyes widened, this was so good! "Taki dear, where exactly did you get this food? You absolutely have to take me there."

edited 3rd Feb '14 11:53:12 AM by Gladonost

Antikythera Mission

"You may address me as Sister if you please, Captain," Cirnaea replied blithely. It was almost charming how blind she was, and how easily she judged those who were only a step behind her on the path to salvation - still so far behind Cirnaea herself, who had only just begun to see the light in the distance. "We here at the mission offer counseling for those who wish to turn away from chemicals that pervert the Machine God's design. We can only offer assistance, not slap the bottle from the hands of those who still must cling to it. Now... what business does a paramilitary organization like Luna Nyx have in this place?"

Android Factory

Kyrka was right about one thing. The factory was not empty. All the workers had gone home and all that was left was whoever was assigned to guard the factory. But there was a strange fact that was not known to anyone but Arma Pharmaceuticals, the conglomerate that created the factory. It only had one guard. The reason that only the owners and builders of the factory knew this is because they were the only ones that could. The only other people who could know are those that break into the factory, and this guard does not like anyone leave alive.

Deep in the bowels, past any standard factory equipment that you would find in a place like this, housed a gigantic computer system, connected to every room and every wall, inside and out, wireless connections controlling systems, and what could not be made wireless was made invisible by magic. Currently a trade secret, and quite possibly the second or third most advanced computer in the world, it had it's eyes on everything that could possible happen in the factory, and outside in its general vicinity. So the second that Kyrka tried to distract the guards with a fake firefight, it knew the real cause of the sound, and pinpointed Kyrka's exact location within the factory. Floor 6, Section D. Coordinates 2345.6

There was one downside to the computer security system. It could not move. Luckily, this was an android factory. Dozens and dozens detacted from the system, pushing out of a hibernation pod, a metallic figure, previously in stasis, but made functional once removed. This was the true guardian of Arma Pharmaceuticals. Company Service Unit #13, Arma mk.2. The previously Arma was destroyed in a factory raid. The mistake would not be repeated.

This seemingly docile figure, with a body obviously made completely of metal slowly made her way to Kyrka's position. She looked up at the the intruder on the ceiling with curious, seemingly innocent eyes, letting off a charming, girlish appearance that belied her metallic frame. To, Kyrka, it would be impossible to know that this was a guard. At most, it could just seem like an android being built in the factory that accidentally turned on.

"....Ma'am?...W-what are you doing up there?"

She spoke in a quiet, young-sounding voice.

Arma Factory

Kyrka's teeth ground and she froze, staring the machine in the face. She still hung from the ceiling, keeping an eye on the robot. She sent a text to Job.

I got trouble. Robot animated for some reason. Will investigate; you might have a new friend.

Cautiously, she then fixed both eyes on the machine. "Depends on who's asking. What has you up tonight?" She continued crawling along the ceiling, headed for the nearest supporting beam.

Arma Factory

Arma's eyes, and her movements followed Kryka to the letter. Every step and movement seem made on her way down, Arma followed and near-repeated, closing the same amount of distance up the girders and steps on her way up to her.

"O-oh, um. I live here, in the factory. Something woke me up. My systems signaled gunshots to me."

edited 3rd Feb '14 12:34:12 PM by Saturn

Arma Factory

Kyrka would have broke out in a sweat if she could. "Who told you that? Did you do that yourself, or did a bigger system let you know about that? I'm sorry, that doesn't make a lot of sense. Uhm. Did you wake up of your own free will?"

She didn't know much about these newer robots; she mostly studied engineering and mechanics, not robotics. Maybe Job could provide some assistance.

I'm going to try and unslave this machine from its core. Any idea where I'd find the transmitter?

Arma Factory

"I suppose it would be best to say that a bigger system woke me up out of my control, and I used free will to move myself to this position. The term most apropos would be 'curiosity', I believe? Knowledge is one of many of my prime directives."

Noelle politely curtsied back, and with a polite smile she responds "Simply curiosity as your target may very well be a citizen that I'm sworn by oath to protect, ma'am" She used a gentle tone as not to offend the other centaur.

After a while walking the streets, Jayneth was met with a slightly unusual sight. A pair of centaurs talking... one of them known, the other not so much. Among the magical races, centaurs seemed to dislike the big cities and truly it wasn't too difficult to see why... with their size it can get awkward to walk among a crowd and stairs can be a bit of a tricky affair.

With nothing better to do, the detective put a grin on her face and then waved at the one she knew "Yo Noelle! What's up? Family visit? Arranged dating?" she asks before walking up to them and giving a courteous bow to Darjeeling "Hi there madam, Jayneth Owen at your service"

Suddenly Jaynet could feel something tug on the leg of her pants as a small fox tried to get her attention.

"Jayneth! Hi!" The little fox suddenly exclaims before somehow turning into a woman... who promptly hugs the police. "Good and good food today?!" Ran-Ran asks in her usual excited way, practically jumping up and down. "Please tell me you do!" She begs and looks at Jayneth with big, almost doe-like eyes.

Cassie's Suite

Taki soon mimicked Cassie's action with the food, and was soon awkwardly trying to chew through the stick to free the meat of the stick. Looking up as she finally freed her piece of meat from the skewer, at Cassie's question, she smiled happily "Oh, I found it on the street! This nice human had a cart outside a building. We can go right now!...Though you are kinda heavy." The snow harpy innocently observed. And to be fair, Cassie's serpentine form did have a bit more mass than a good deal of the harpy's usual targets.

Cassie's Suite

Cassie gave an nonchalant flick of her hand saying, "Just go down to the front doors, I'll take an elevator and meet you there and then we can have a girl's night out on the town."

Cassie's Suite

"Okay!" Taki cheerfully agreed to Cassie's suggestion, excited at the prospect of being able to spend time with her friend and scout around for prospective mates. Quickly taking flight, she hovered in place briefly, before shouting excitedly "Oh, oh! We can race!" Before the snake-woman could attempt to veto the idea, Taki darted towards the still open window, with a powerful buffet of her wings...and promptly smacked into the window to the side of the open window. Bouncing back from the window, and briefly shaking her head "I missed!...But, I'm alright!" With that exclamation she swiftly dove out the window, and began swooping towards the front doors of the building.

edited 3rd Feb '14 8:22:33 PM by dungeonguy88

Cassie's Suite

Hmmm... that girl always so energetic, now if only Cassie could get that energy where she wanted it. She opened the door of her suite into the small antechamber where the elevator was. She pressed the down button and was rewarded by the doors immediately opening. Designing the building you lived in was awesome, private elevators, massive suites, all the creature comforts a snake woman could want... hah, bliss. She boarded the elevator and it began a swift descent.

The Front of Serpent's Cradle

Soon, Taki was swooping and twirling through the air above the front doors of Cassie's building, humming and singing as she awaited her friends arrival. And if she happened to be eying a few of the women that passed down below, well, that's why it's called multi-tasking. Also, colossally noticeable, given how little effort she was putting into being subtle about it.

edited 3rd Feb '14 8:56:40 PM by dungeonguy88

Doors of the Serpent's Cradle

Cassie made her way to the doors from her elevator, the force of her reputation clearing a path for her as she sinuously slithered to the front door. Giving a nod to the doorman, who tipped his hat, she went outside and spotting Taki quickly, reared up as high as she could upon her tail and began to wave towards the harpy to draw her attention from the myriad women she was shamelessly ogling.

edited 3rd Feb '14 8:46:57 PM by Gladonost

Darjeeling inclined her head politely at the new arrival. “Darjeeling of the Far Hunter clan, at your service.” And I am not her date, her slightly-reddened face seemed to add. Looking at the fox-woman hugging Jayneth, and seeing that she was quite distracted, Darjeeling turned back to Noelle. “Excuse my bluntness: this person” — she pointed at the picture in Noelle's hands — “is a major suspect in at least fourteen kidnapping cases. Clan Far Hunter's elders decreed that I am to hunt them down and bring them to justice. It is my duty as a ranger of the desert.”
Thoughts were flying through her head at top speed; the other Centaur was probably some sort of gendarme, which means she probably abandoned her duties to her clan. Disgusting. Still, it would be most impolite to even mention that, and Darjeeling wasn't the person to shame someone in public and in front of an acquaintance.

Doors of the Serpent's Cradle

As Taki wheeled about in the air above the doors of the building, she eventually caught sight of Cassie waving her down. Swooping down, before stopping to hover in front of the snake-woman "I got here first! Which makes sense cause I can fly, but you did good too!" Taki smiled as she relayed this before briefly setting down on the ground, and leaning in closer "Oh, and look at that woman there! She's blonde right? That's what that color is called, right? And she has big boobs! For the babies!" Evidently, Taki had located another target...the harpy had an odd tendency to focus on blondes.

edited 3rd Feb '14 8:58:36 PM by dungeonguy88