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 Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 7:50 pm
This is where it all unfolds and ties togeather... Choose to join the deep underworld conspiracies of criminals and scum... Or decide to fight with justice and stability! Or, just join the highest bidder, just remember... There's always someone out there who knows just a little too much about you then you may like...
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 7:55 pm
i shall ally with the highest bidder come all who have deep pockets you shall pay for the best and the best you shall recieve
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 7:57 pm
We will set the scene in the port of Lisbon, Portugal. It is the third largest trading cities in the world, right after London which is second to Cairo, Egypt. It is a foggy morning and Airships come and go with business or lack thereof. It is a city of great wealth and prosperity, but also of despair and crime... People looking for fortune often find it, only to have it quickly snatched away. People want to tread carefully here, lest they receive more than they ever bargained for...
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:09 pm
these streets would seem as if they are flooded with pickpockets and cut purses id do well to keep close watch of my purse Alistair thought to himself as he walked briskly through the crowded city streets
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 8:42 pm
A few eyes lingered on Alistair as he walked but none would dare attempt to pickpocket him, but one. Thinking he was the most skilled theif in the land, Joseph Harramon snuck behind Alistair as his buddied rushed up in front of him, "Sir! Sir! You look wealthy! Do you have a coin to spare? We haven't eaten in days!" Indeed the kids were dressed in rags and their faces covered in dirt and grime to confirm their story, though appearences are always deceving
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:07 am
alistairs hand went instinctively to his pistol that hung on his belt, but as he went to draw it memories suddenely flooded his mind. the faces of these vagrant adolescents reminded him of his own face but from many years past ,days when he too went without eating. so instead of drawing his pistol he instead drew 3 gold coins and tossed them to the hungry children eat well he said as he walked away. but as he walked away his hand clutched to a different weapon a collapsable metal rod as he walked slowly away.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:24 pm
((lol, really sorry but could you edit that last post? It's hardly readable lol))
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:36 pm
Lol I edited my post for ya chief
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 8:36 pm
The children looked at Alistair with glee and ran off into the crowd, a shady figure obsereved the exchange with a greedy eye and sinister smile. The figure proceeded to walk back into the ally where he had quietly watched, a puff of steam from a car later and he was gone in the darkness...
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 9:13 pm
Alistair approached his destination a seedy bar by the name of the jacks folly. He.swung.the doors.open and walked in.casually, he took.a seat in the corner and ordered the waitress over he gave her a smile and plunked a few gold peices onto her tray,moments later she returned with a full bottle of whisky she sat it in front him with two glasses. He poured the whisky smoothly in and threw the glass.back emptying it in one gulp. Alistair had a few more glasses as he waited patiently pfor his new client
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 7:23 pm
And so his client did show up, however he did not notice Alistair and so he went over and casually sat at the bar
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 2:28 pm
Alistair having finished his bottle of whiskey stumbled over to the crowded bar picking a seat next to a man wearing a gray tweed suit and top hat, Alistair ordered another drink and gulped it down quickly and then began muttering to himself "clients late how can i expect to trust someone to pay me if they dont even show up on time"
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 7:39 pm
the client looked over at Alistair and smilied, "Hey, are you Ali-" He stopped and lowered his voice a little, "you the guy I'm lookin' for?" He asked, his english was thick with a Portugese accent but he talked very articulate so understanding him wouldn't be an issue
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2011 10:04 am
it depends Alistair said his voice suddenly sober it depends on what services you happen to be looking for, he slowly glanced over his shoulder as he noticed to large men slowly approaching him from behind. Alistair gripped the handle of his pistol under his coat tightly and sat ready for anything, it would seem demonstration of my services then we will see if i am the man you are looking for
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