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James Morgenstern
Posts : 74 Join date : 2013-06-03
My Character :: Activity: Slytherin Alumni, Dark Wizard (Reaper), Psycho
| Subject: Let it Die [Attack] Mon Jul 27, 2015 1:04 am | |
| It was time. Planning had never been something James was patient enough to do much of, because he always found that things would go awry. The element of surprise was necessary, it would always be necessary. And without plans, spies would not be able to leak information. The people who had joined the Reapers' cause had not had any background checks due to this very reason. Information was only given by James the minute before it would be put into action. Reapers were always ready when James called, that was just how it was, and all of them agreed. After all, being outed as a Reaper was not a very peaceful revelation anymore. However, James wanted more fear. He always wanted more fear. Fear wrought chaos, and there was nothing in the world James enjoyed more. And soon, chaos would ensue. He was standing in an alleyway, waiting for all the Reapers to join him. It didn't take long, and telling them what they were going to do wasn't much of a problem either. "Khalidah, take one group through to the department of magical law enforcement and stall all the aurors you can. Damien, take yours to the department of mysteries. Remember, both of your groups are meant only to stall and create a diversion while I, Kellin and John travel to the administrative offices. The moment I tell you to withdraw, withdraw. But above all; have fun and create as much chaos as you want, I don't care who lives or who dies, as long as it is not the minister," James told them, grinning wickedly all the way through. "But the most important thing; create enough chaos and panic in the atrium for me, Kellin and John to slip through mostly unnoticed. But don't get in my way. I might just kill you." James' grin didn't falter, and though it was clear that he was finding everything quite humourous, an icy glimmer in his eyes told that he was not joking. James turned his back on the alley and started strolling down the main road in his Hugo Boss suit, feeling no less than the last name of the forementioned tailor. He knew they'd be following. They weren't as large a group as he'd anticipated, but they were enough. Seven people in each group, plus James and John. It was a nice sum of people to attack with. Most of them were mere puppets, toys for James to play with. But some had proven their worth. And maybe more would today. He reached the end of a block and looked over his shoulder. They were all there. And then, with a mere nod, they all apparated into the Ministry of Magic's fireplaces. Causing chaos and panic was easy business in any place, with or without trained fighters, and the atrium was no different. The moment James' foot had stepped over the fireplace treshold, he had sent multiple stunning, killing and torture curses at people around him. Screams were everywhere. John was easy to spot. But James would never be deterred by a plan. Never. He didn't care what people did. He just knew he had his eyes on a prize and he would do whatever necessary to get it. And more. Because it was fun. He was an unstoppable force, and even when wizards and witches alike started attacking back, screaming for backup, and for people to take cover, James and his Reapers were controlling the room with their force and element of surprise. For a moment, James even haltered in moving forward because the atrium proved to be a whole bunch of fun. But the lifts came closer. And he would have to get on one of them ASAP to get to where he wanted to go, before the alarm blocked the department. He didn't look behind himself to see if John and Kellin had followed him to the lifts. That was for them to worry about. James got into an elevator and as the door shuts, his designated Reapers were standing with him. James' face was in a constant leer, a wicked smirk so disturbing, no one would take him for anything less than insane. But why be sane when you could be insane and still get what you wanted? It had always worked out for James. And if there was anything like gods in this world, they either didn't interfere, or they were just as cruel and insane as himself. Whenever the elevator would stop, James would send the worst possible curses at anyone waiting to get inside. And then the elevator stopped, the woman over the intercom informing them they had arrived by the administrative department. - Here's how it's gonna work:
So in this thread, reapers meeting up and entering the ministry, please reply, and the people who wants to fight in the ATRIUM, may join. However, to make it a bit more flowing, please don't get in James' way, I won't post here again with James. It is more of an introductory post, but it can go on for as long as it happens in the atrium.
Next three threads: One will be in the department of magical law enforcement, started by Khalidah (Darcy), where mostly aurors will be needed, but anyone who belongs in the department/has a plausible reason to be there may absolutely join that thread.
One will be in the department of mysteries/basement, started by Damien (Evelyn, hopefully), where anyone may join. Seeing as there are only so and so many people working there (*cough* Mordred *cough*), if you have a plausible reason, please prioritize joining this thread over the law enforcement one.
And the last thread will be created by me (most likely) in the administrative offices, where James, John and perhaps Kellin/Wade (depending on Andrew and his time schedule) will attack and kidnap the Minister. Anyone with a plausible reason may CONTACT ME, on James, and ask to be in it. Seeing as this is a thread that should be rather effective, we'll have a restricted number of players in it.
ALSO: though we only have so many ACTUAL users in the Reapers group, there are NPC (non-played characters, for anyone who didn't know) reapers joining in, so don't overlook them and rather play along with them, which will give you pretty much free reigns, but be believeable, and never godmod another person's character without their permission! I think that's it. NOW JOIN IN AND HAVE FUUUUN.
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| Subject: Re: Let it Die [Attack] Mon Jul 27, 2015 1:40 am | |
| Power. That was what John liked. And this guy was providing him with a portion of it. Since it was his master plan, John felt it fair to give JAMES the head position of what he called the reapers. John liked the idea of this guy. He was just pure evil, and had an influence on John that made him want to be almost like him, but with a twist of his personality. After John had killed the twins in Norway, something inside him snapped. He realized that being bad was just a permanent part of his personality and no matter how hard he tried to change it, he kept going back. At least he tried right? When the man approached John in the bar, John wasn't sure what to think at first. He had just killed the twins so his emotions where all over the place. Not that he regretted what he did, he was just trying to decide if it was satisfying enough and if it was worth it in the end. But the look on their faces was priceless in a way that made John get butterflies like a teenaged girl having her first love. It was magical. Pure genious. John decided to close down his shop because he would be easily recognized as he did the scene in public. Closing the shop made johns heart hurt, but in the end it was all worth it. Here he was with the most powerful man in England about to kidnap the minster. It was beautiful, and John couldn't of thought of this.
Today started like any other day. Even though the shop shut down, he still secretly lived in the apartment above it. Today he had to go to England. He drank his coffee, and apparated on the spot. He walked to the alley way where they where supposed to meet and saw JAMES there already. He tried not to show his excitement, but this was the biggest act he had ever done., or been apart of. In his 79 years, he knew his name would go down in history, and everyone would know it. And that was what was so fun. As more and more reapers began to arrive, John got more and more anxious. What if these careless bastards couldn't pull it off? What if they fucked up? What if they all died in the process, thus making James and John die? John didn't care about them, just him, James, and the Minister. But throughout his entire speech, James seemed pretty confident that this would work out. And if there was enough chaos created, John, James, and Kellin could slip through and reach their target in touched. That was the plan. Let's just hope these bastards where ready for what ever came at them.
They started to move in. John followed James and kept several spaces behind him to make sure nothing hit either of them. As they got into the elevators, John couldn't help but look at the smirk on James face. This dude was twisted and mad. But like in the childhood story of Alice and wonderland, "all the best people where" he couldn't help but laugh at the irony at that statement as the elevator doors opened and they reached their destination. John gripped his wand, looked at James to see when they would proceed to take action. |
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