This eems interesting, but what am I supposed to be doing in it? You need to explain how other characters are going to take place in the story! Get that straightened out and you have a player!

Heh, sorry. First attempt at roleplaying and all that. Just show up and offer a job (doesn't really matter what) or something. As I explained, my character's desprate and would accept nearly anything. Hire me out to steal something, as a bodyguard, or just mention that there's possibility of treasure somewhere but you'd need someone else to go along.

(OOC: Interesting indeed, as Egg said. Hope this is ok, let me know if anything needs editing. And Wraith's full bio/history can be found in the character profiles thread.)

"Beutiful..."

"Couldn't have put it better myself." muttered the maroon echidna wryly, staring at the run-down bar with narrow eyes. The sheeting rain battered against his long black leather trenchcoat and dribbled in rivulets from his dreads, but he didn't seem to care as he surveyed the area quietly for a moment.

His companion, however, dressed in a similar long coat to him, shivered as he brushed his sopping wet orange fringe from his eyes. "I never actually thought I'd see the day when I'd be happy to enter a gang's lair!" he groaned, and the echidna glanced at him with a slight smile.

"Don't get too comfortable." he responded, before pulling the rim of his black trilby hat further down, obscuring the glint of bronze metal on his forehead. "And whatever you do, for the love of mercy keep that second tail hidden!"

"Oh, I'm an expert at that now." the fox replied ruefully as the duo set off towards the bar, their feet splashing in the puddles that littered the road. "They won't see a thing."

The door creaked on it's hinges as they entered the bar, and several of the patrons looked up, fixing them with cold stares. They didn't return the looks, however, making directly for the bar and sitting down silently next to a young looking girl eating a meal. The barkeeper came over to them, eyeing them like a hawk. "What'll it be?"

"Guiness." muttered the echidna curtly, and his companion asked for anything smooth. The barkeeper knelt down, pulling two glasses out from under the bar and beginning to fill them, but his gaze still remained fixed on the duo the whole while.

"You ain't from round here." he muttered as he placed the drinks on the wood before them, and the echidna shook his head.

"Just passing through."

"I see."

"These slums are getting quite violent nowadays...one can't help but worry for one's safety."

The barkeep's eyes narrowed. "Indeed." he replied, his voice sounding a little testy. "Occasionally get some gang fighting in these parts...I sometimes wonder if we might end up having an all out war."

The echidna nodded. "If that happened you could probably line up all the skulls on top..." he remarked casually.

If one looked carefully enough, they might have seen a look of surprise flash across the barkeep's face, before returning to it's former deadpan. "Yeah." he replied slowly. "You seem like a guy who likes a bit of peace, mister..."

"Slayde." finished the echidna with a nod. "Maximillian Slayde. And this is my friend Colin."

"Well mister Slayde, why don't you take a seat over there in the corner so you won't be bothered." replied the barkeep quietly. "I'll make sure no scum can get on your nerves, don't you worry."

"Much obliged." The echidna picked up his drink, standing up from the bar, and turned towards the indicated table, his fox friend in persuit. As he did so, though, he caught the gaze of the girl sat next to them, and flashed her a quick warm smile, seemingly completely out of character with his cold, hard exterior.

As the duo stepped over to the table and sat down, the fox began to speak quietly: "Well handled! Even I believed you were genuine at one point!"

"I've had too much experience with thugs like these, Tails." the echidna replied in a murmur. "I'll be glad when this is all over."

"Well at least you got the passcode perfect. They should be sending someone out to see us soon, right? You know what you're planning to order Wraith?"

"Don't worry, I brushed up on those weapon manuals you gave me before we left." Wraith replied with an almost imperceptable nod. "Once we have the proof these are the guys behind Robotnik's weapons supply, we can nail them clean, and nobody around here will have to worry about "The Skulls" gang anymore...!"

The bar doors flew open as two fairly young hedgeogs charged into the resturant. They stopped and took several glancs around the onterior until they spotted exactly who the were after.
"There in the back!" the violet female hedgehog pointed out!
Her accomplice, a taller than average black hedgehog male, pulled out a long blade of sorts.
He leapt over several tables rusing toward a motionless figure setting in the back sipping on his drink! CLANK! The blade slashed through the chair cutting it in two! The figure was nowhere to be seen!
"Where the hell did he go!" shouted the female hedgehog as all eyes turned toward the attackers.
The black hedgeog began to look around when his feet were suddenly pulled out from under him! An overlander, a human grabbed the hedgehog by the throat!
"Who told you I was here!" he demanded as he purple hair feel into his eyes.
"Go to hell!" the hedgehog gasped, "you are already dead!"
At that a gun shot echoed throughout the small building. It was so sudden that no one knew exactly what happened. The black hedgehog lay on the floor dead as his comrade held out a smoking pistol.
"You move pretty fast for a human! However, bullets are hard thing to dodge!"
The purple headed human looked around the interior not knowing what to do next.
"Damn all these gangs! I sould've never..."
His voice was cut out by another gun shot. This time the bullet wasn't going to miss!

OOC: another question. What Sonic universe does this small epic take place in? I mentioned overlander (from Archie Sonic) in my above IC, but I'll edit if it needs to be!

All is well and in no need of editing: we are in the sonicverse with overlanders.

Kitchikin watched with disinterest as the female gang hedgehog fell to the floor. She usually didn't like to get involved in brawls without first knowing what could be gained or lost from doing so, or how much unseen muscle could be on a particular side. However, she'd run into her gang before, and they left a nasty taste in her mouth, so to speak. Besides, the overlander had sparked her interest. Why had the hedgehogs been looking for him, and what did that black one mean by "already dead?"

"Oh heck!"

Wraith pulled his hat further down his forehead as the shots rang out, his head down low above his drink, but Tails was staring wide-eyed at the scene, tense and ready for action. "What do we do, Wraith?"

The echidna's mind was racing...they were so close to figuring out this gun trade, but this little event was jepordising their entire mission! It was their duty as Freedom Fighters to intervine in a murder, but if they blew their cover now, they would never get another chance to investigate the deal! Not to mention The Skulls would no doubt be arriving at the bar in mere moments to investigate the shooting, and if anyone resisted, they could have an all-out gang war on their hands! How many innocent civillians would be killed in the crossfire? Exactly how many in this bar are innocent civillians anyway? he thought ruefully, but there was no choice in the matter...if it ment saving innocent lives, then they had to do something!

"We go." Suddenly he stood up from his chair, spinning round to face the carnage in the middle of the room, his long leather coat swaying with the motion. Tails jumped up from his own chair too, stepping forward to back him up.

"OKAY, NOBODY MOVE! This situation is under the control of the Mobius Freedom Fighters!" He raised a paw towards the hedgehog, pointing at her intensely. "Drop the gun, right now, and put your arms over your head!" It was a risky move, considering he himself had no ranged weapons, but the bronze armour on his chest was completely bulletproof, and he was confident he would be able to leap forward and knock the woman out before she could retarget his head. The large forces of The Skulls, however, were another matter...he and Tails would have to work quickly if they wanted to get out of here before they arrived...!

The confrontation that had been brewing did not interest Clive. Well, to be honest, it did, but not directly. No, instead, it made a rather joyful distraction.

Clive was a mole with impaired eyesight, although his other senses were expert, and he was, quite frankly, down on his luck. He had been engaged in a game of poker (which in itself was quite stupid, given the fact he couldnt see what his cards were, so yes, it was all blind luck) and up to this point he had been losing. But then, merciful heavens, a gunfight broke out! The other participants of the game, and the rest of the bar had all crouched down for cover. It made the perfect opportunity for him to take the rest of the winnings that had been so carefully left on the desk. The greedy git also took a swig of the bars finest which was similarly left on the table.

He then began pottering off towards the bar exit. Getting rich was one thing but being shot was, quite frankly, not.

"OKAY, NOBODY MOVE! This situation is under the control of the Mobius Freedom Fighters!" came a cry.

Oh buggering heck, this was precisely what Clive didnt need. He ducked to the ground, feeling the touch of the objects around him and trying to get cover. Whoever these wannabe policemen were, they were morons. Shouting out your presence in a location like this would just get you dead. Le sigh, the body count was about to rise

"Thank God!" the overlander said as he rose from the floor, "Another second and I was about to be dead!"
He brushed himself off and started walking until the hedgehog said something.
"What would I care about some freedom fighters! My mission was to kill Melven whether I come back alive or not!" she closed her eyes as tears began to stream down her cheek, "It... it is my duty! My responsiblity!"
She raised the gun and pointed it at the overlander, Melven!
"Oh dear!" Melven said as his blood ran cold.
TBC

"Not while we're around it isn't." responded Wraith to the distressed hedgehog, stepping forward and placing himself inbetween her and this 'Melven' character. "Now look, whatever's bothering you, we can work it out, okay? We're on your side here, and if this guy has done something wrong he should be punished, but killing him in cold blood can't be justified by any stretch of the imagination." Slowly he raised a hand, offring it to the hedgehog in a gesture of peace. "Now why don't you give me the gun, we can talk, and you can tell us what's wrong?"

"Not in my bar!" Wraith froze as he felt the cold touch of metal on his neck, and turned his head slightly to see the bartender stood with a long rifle pointed straight at his head! "Mister 'Slayde', eh? Pity you lost your nerve, you really had us going for a while. But I'm sure the rest of the gang will be really interested to meet you now they know who you really..." His words were suddenly cut off as something slammed into his chin from the side, dropping him to the floor like a sack of spuds, the gun clattering down beside him.

Wraith glanced over his shoulder with a wry smile. "Thanks bud, nice timing." Tails grinned as he saluted smartly, brushing his fringe out of his eyes before his face became serious again as he turned back to the hedgehog...

"You shouldn't be so nice to an assassian!" the hedgehog said as she spat in Melven's face, "He was tasked to kill one of your freedom fighters, an echidna I believe. Yes Melven was tasked to kill the gurdian of Angel Island and pin it on Eggman. However he failed in his attempt accidently taking out my husband! Now tell me how would you react to the person that killed someone close to you? Would you let him live to face punishment from someone elses hand or exact justice yourself?"
Melven shivered as she told his past to these strangers, it was something he really didn't want the sorld to know about!
TBC

Clive relaxed against a wall as he propped his body up. He yawned and lightly stretched. The scene here was notacibly out of control and the characters here were just so... eccentric (as if he was one to talk).

Wanabee policemen. A woman who was trying to take revenge on somebody who appaently killed her husband.

...where did they have the right to make these decisions? Idiotic.

Tails' ears pricked up at the Hedgehog's words, and Wraith shot a glance over his shoulder at the Overlander behind him, before turning back to the destraught Mobian. "You have my sympathies," he murmured quietly, his hand still outstretched towards the Hedgehog, "but taking matters into your own hands is wrong. Capture him, sure, but if you kill him, how will you be any better than him yourself? You'll be a murderer just like he is, and real justice will never be done."

He began to advance on the girl slowly, trying to wear his most dissarming expression. "You know...that 'Guardian of Angel Island' you talked about? He happens to be my brother, so if this guy was after him, then I've got almost as much against him as you have yourself...but we can't just go taking our revenge on him for no reason...that'd be amoral...that'd be wrong. We have to let the Acorn court deal with this in the propper fashion, okay?"

As Wraith was trying to talk the Hedgehog down, Tails had sidled to a spot behind the Overlander, ready to stop him should he get any ideas of trying to escape...

Melven noticed Tails positioning himself ready to stop him if he was to run.
"Relax," Melven said, "If you want to take me in then take me in. I want fight. That part of my past is long forgotten so it deosn't matter!"
The hedgehog fell to her knees and began to sob, "Your right mister....echidna. How could I have acted so rash? My actions has already cost the life of poor Lexar!"
She points to the corpse of the other hedgehog that had accompied her in here!
"For the last year I have spent my entire life with Lexar there, my husbands brother, tracking down this spawn of hell!" she said pointing to the overlander, "Now that I have finally found him all I really want is for him to suffer as much pain as he caused my late husband!"
she throws the gun to the side as she turns toward the echidna.
"I don't know if I should thank you or hate you for what you have done today."
"Well what is to become of me?" Melven said as he gave a sigh of relief thankful that this whole ordeal was finally over.
TBC

Completely oblivious to the happenings inside a human wearing sunglasses, a black t-shirt and olive drab khakis walks up to the bar listening to his head phones. He pushes the doors open

"I NEED BEER AND LOTS OF... Uh oh", Josh announces as the doors flutter behind him.

*Deer in headlights look*

"You can decide that in a moment." Wraith replied to the Hedgehog as he knelt down to pick up her gun, passing it to Tails, who slid it into his coat pocket. "Right now we need to get out of here, The Skulls could descend on us at any moment...he's probably called them!" He nodded down to the Barkeep as he spoke.

"We'd recommend everyone leave here immeadeately!" called Tails, looking round at the other patrons of the bar. "We don't want anyone to get into trouble if the gang arrives!"

Wraith nodded in agreement with the Kitsune, then turned to the Overlander in their custody. "And you...so long as we can trust you to come with us quietly, I see no need to restrain you, but be warned...if you try to escape, we will stop you by any means nessecery, okay?" As he spoke, he moved over to the body of the dead hedgehog, slowly reaching down and picking him up carefully in his arms. "Now let's scram before we get into any more trouble." He set off towards the door where another figure had just entered and was staring at the scene wide-eyed. "Walk away, bud. This place is gonna fill with gang members in a matter of minutes, and you don't wanna be here when that happens."

(OOC: Sorry if this post doesn't flow as well as normal, I'm quite tired atm.)

Josh blinked for a second then shrugged it off.

"I need some drinkin buddies anyway.", josh said as he pushed his way through the commotion to the bar.

"I need a Irish car bomb, double shot.", he spoke looking for the bar keep.

His collar fell showing two bright red F with a black outline distinctly tattooed on the back of his neck. something protruded from under the side of his shirt.

"So what can you tell me about this gang?", josh asked.

(OOC: lol not to be picky, but the barkeep is still out cold on the floor from Tails' punch XD )

(ooc: Edited.)

"Hey man, I'm your prisoner!" Melven replied to the echidna, "If I should run away then I deserve to be shot!"
"Um...mister," the hedgehog began talking to the echidna, "Is it okay if I can come along with you? Afterall I really have nothing left here to live for now that (She narrows her eyes at Melven) he is in custody!"
TBC

Wraith opened his mouth to the newcomer, about to respond to his choice of action, but then sighed and closed it again. He was free to make his own choices, and while it was their duty to save as many as they could, they had more important things to worry about right now. All they could do for the other civillians was advise and hope they made the right choice.

"Call me Wraith." he replied to the hedgehog as he paused, turning to meet her gaze. "And yeah, it's best that you do...if this guy is gonna be put on trial we'll need you as a witness. Just stick close to us, we'll take you somewhere safe."

(OOC: Anyone seen our good RP GM recently? Kinda worried that we may be moving too fast, don't want to leave Spinzo behind.)

"So whos gonna be the first to answer my question", Josh asked leaning against the bar and crossing his arms.

"Well it all depends on which gang you are refering to," the hedgehog responded, "My husband, God rest his soul, was a high ranking member of some sort of gang that specializes in hits! I can't really tell you it's name considering I don't even know what it's name is. All I know is that they were assasians, and mister overlander over there was supposedly another high ranking memeber until the incident! However I don not believe we are all talking about the same crime groups. The other that was mentioned seemed to be of a different league than an assassian clan!" she then turned to Wraith, "Oh, and by the way you can call me Marbles, and I would really like to thank you for your kindness. I've always been shuned from society considering who I was married to! So once again I thank you!"
TBC

This RP looks cool, if this is still going, can I Join?

Remember me? I started this thing. But my computer crashed, so a haven't been on for a while. But it seems to be going well, and since I won't have a lot of time to devote to this anymore, just pretend my character wasn't ever here. Or make her an npc. Or shoot her. I really don't care.

Oh come on don't be like that! A good RP needs someone to run it! Could you at least considr it?