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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5471127" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Gothic: Part 3 – Vamps</strong></p><p></p><p>The pair arrived at the club around midnight; both dressed almost identically in tight-fitting velvet trousers, calf-length boots adorned with zippers, buckles, and straps, ruffled silk shirts trimmed in lace, velvet waistcoats, and floor-length velvet cloaks-all of pure, rich black. Likewise, both sported shoulder-length black hair teased out around their pale faces: Christopher’s hair had a long white streak dyed in it, from his forehead to the nape of his neck. The lovers’ eyes and lips were decorated with black makeup, making their faces appear even more porcelain-like. </p><p></p><p>The pair frequently ventured out onto the dance floor, each having an occasional tryst with other patrons, both male and female. Ferguson and Leigh danced very closely to these other patrons, frequently burying their faces into their partners’ necks for a lingering kiss, or inviting them back to the darkness of a booth. After a few moments the pair abandoned their partners, retiring together to a booth until the next slow dance where they choose new companions. Immersed in their surroundings, and their love for one another, they were unaware of any scrutiny. </p><p></p><p>Archive smoothed out his black overcoat, cracked his knuckles, and slipped out of the booth. "Pardon me gentlemen, I believe I have work to do."</p><p></p><p>Archive stood before the pair on the dance floor and presented his Elder Sign. The lovers stood hand in hand. </p><p></p><p>The pair turned to face Archive. "Nadasdy sold us out," said Sebastian. "He must have, if you're here."</p><p></p><p>Christopher nodded. "He's gone mad. We always suspected it, but now we have proof…"</p><p></p><p>"The Power of the Elder Sign compels you!" The eye at the center of the leather pentagram lensed open. A bright red beam played over the pair. They immediately burst into flame.</p><p></p><p>As they began to burn, they shared one last kiss, desperate against the flames. They held one another close in a final, passionate embrace. Even as they burst into an inferno, they were still together. The lovers were consumed by flame, but also by fear and hatred. As they turned to ash, a brief gap in the fiery swirl showed their blackened skeletons still embraced. Then the shapes collapse to smoldering cinders. </p><p></p><p>The crowd, momentarily shocked into silence, watched in confusion. They were still trying to decide if it was an elaborate stunt. Some were too high to tell the difference. </p><p></p><p>A cloud of noxious smoke billowed about the chamber.</p><p></p><p>"Well that was easy," said Jim-Bean, dusting his hands. He hoisted up the box full of sex toys. "Looks like we won't need th—"</p><p></p><p>"YOU!" bellowed a deep timber with an upper class British accent.</p><p></p><p>A tall man, stooped and misshapen with death-white flesh, long gray hair, bulging eyes, and a mouth full of sharp canine-like teeth strode across the dance floor. His black clothes were Victorian in style, including a long, black Inverness coat and a high, narrow-brimmed beaver hat. The crowd parted, the music stopped. </p><p></p><p>"Who the hell is that?" asked Hammer. </p><p></p><p>"Count Nadasdy," whispered one of the patrons. "The owner of the club. Nobody ever sees him!"</p><p></p><p>Archive frowned and held up the Elder Sign once more. "He's another torch for all I care. By the power of the Elder Sign I repel—"</p><p></p><p>The eye at the center of the pentagram opened and a blast of flames speared from it. Nadasdy held up one hand and the flames deflected off his palm. Smoke curled from it as he closed his palm into a fist. The fire went out. </p><p></p><p>Nadasdy pointed at Archive and a sphere engulfed him. Archive instantly panicked, pounding at the barrier before curling up into a fetal position. His phobia of spheres overwhelmed him.</p><p></p><p>"You invade my CLUB!" snarled Nadasdy, striding closer.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean sighed. "Vampires." He snapped the case open, spilling sex toys in all directions. Lightning fast, he tossed the weapons hidden in the compartment beneath them: pistols to Hammer, a shotgun to Guppy.</p><p></p><p>"You destroy my MINIONS!" snarled Nadasdy.</p><p></p><p>Nadasdy pointed at Archive and he dropped the Elder Sign, hissing, as his hand smoldered. </p><p></p><p>"I know how to deal with vampires." Guppy took aim with the specially modified shotgun and fired. A rocket-propelled stake whistled through the air…</p><p></p><p>Nadasdy caught it in one fist. He was knocked back several feet from the impact, his boots squealing as he dug into the dance floor to maintain his balance. After inspecting it for a moment with a sneer, he tossed the stake aside.</p><p></p><p>Bouncers from all over the club pushed their way through the crowd, pistols at the ready.</p><p></p><p>"But worst of all…you're AMERICANS!"</p><p></p><p>Nadasdy thrust both palms towards them and a small pea of flame screamed towards them. </p><p></p><p>Flames engulfed the club, incinerating bystanders and the dance floor. The scorched floor formed an unbroken circle around the agents – Jim-Bean held one hand outstretched. </p><p></p><p>Cracking his neck, Jim-Bean fixed his gaze on Nadasdy. "Gloves are off, huh? Fine." He concentrated.</p><p></p><p>Hammer fired four bursts in quick succession. The bouncers collapsed in unison, bullet holes in their foreheads. </p><p></p><p>"Not bad," he said to the two Berettas he'd taken off of the guards at the military base. They weren't his Glocks but they would have to do. </p><p></p><p>The few surviving patrons screamed, clawing at the doors and walls. Pillars began to collapse. Tapestries, blazing hellfire fell onto the crowd.</p><p></p><p>The lighting equipment above began to shudder.</p><p></p><p>"Uh, Jim-Bean," said Guppy, doing some quick calculations in his head. "I'm not sure that's such a—"</p><p></p><p>The massive lighting rig ripped from its moorings with a series of snaps, smashing down on top of Nadasdy. The floor, already weakened from Nadasdy's magic, collapsed along a tunnel beneath the club. </p><p></p><p>The one piece of unburned floor that was around the agents slid down into the tunnel. It stretched beyond into darkness, partially lit by the flames above. Of Nadasdy there was no sign.</p><p></p><p>"Go!" shouted Hammer. "GO!"</p><p></p><p>A second later the rest of the Darklands collapsed above them.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 5471127, member: 3285"] [b]Gothic: Part 3 – Vamps[/b] The pair arrived at the club around midnight; both dressed almost identically in tight-fitting velvet trousers, calf-length boots adorned with zippers, buckles, and straps, ruffled silk shirts trimmed in lace, velvet waistcoats, and floor-length velvet cloaks-all of pure, rich black. Likewise, both sported shoulder-length black hair teased out around their pale faces: Christopher’s hair had a long white streak dyed in it, from his forehead to the nape of his neck. The lovers’ eyes and lips were decorated with black makeup, making their faces appear even more porcelain-like. The pair frequently ventured out onto the dance floor, each having an occasional tryst with other patrons, both male and female. Ferguson and Leigh danced very closely to these other patrons, frequently burying their faces into their partners’ necks for a lingering kiss, or inviting them back to the darkness of a booth. After a few moments the pair abandoned their partners, retiring together to a booth until the next slow dance where they choose new companions. Immersed in their surroundings, and their love for one another, they were unaware of any scrutiny. Archive smoothed out his black overcoat, cracked his knuckles, and slipped out of the booth. "Pardon me gentlemen, I believe I have work to do." Archive stood before the pair on the dance floor and presented his Elder Sign. The lovers stood hand in hand. The pair turned to face Archive. "Nadasdy sold us out," said Sebastian. "He must have, if you're here." Christopher nodded. "He's gone mad. We always suspected it, but now we have proof…" "The Power of the Elder Sign compels you!" The eye at the center of the leather pentagram lensed open. A bright red beam played over the pair. They immediately burst into flame. As they began to burn, they shared one last kiss, desperate against the flames. They held one another close in a final, passionate embrace. Even as they burst into an inferno, they were still together. The lovers were consumed by flame, but also by fear and hatred. As they turned to ash, a brief gap in the fiery swirl showed their blackened skeletons still embraced. Then the shapes collapse to smoldering cinders. The crowd, momentarily shocked into silence, watched in confusion. They were still trying to decide if it was an elaborate stunt. Some were too high to tell the difference. A cloud of noxious smoke billowed about the chamber. "Well that was easy," said Jim-Bean, dusting his hands. He hoisted up the box full of sex toys. "Looks like we won't need th—" "YOU!" bellowed a deep timber with an upper class British accent. A tall man, stooped and misshapen with death-white flesh, long gray hair, bulging eyes, and a mouth full of sharp canine-like teeth strode across the dance floor. His black clothes were Victorian in style, including a long, black Inverness coat and a high, narrow-brimmed beaver hat. The crowd parted, the music stopped. "Who the hell is that?" asked Hammer. "Count Nadasdy," whispered one of the patrons. "The owner of the club. Nobody ever sees him!" Archive frowned and held up the Elder Sign once more. "He's another torch for all I care. By the power of the Elder Sign I repel—" The eye at the center of the pentagram opened and a blast of flames speared from it. Nadasdy held up one hand and the flames deflected off his palm. Smoke curled from it as he closed his palm into a fist. The fire went out. Nadasdy pointed at Archive and a sphere engulfed him. Archive instantly panicked, pounding at the barrier before curling up into a fetal position. His phobia of spheres overwhelmed him. "You invade my CLUB!" snarled Nadasdy, striding closer. Jim-Bean sighed. "Vampires." He snapped the case open, spilling sex toys in all directions. Lightning fast, he tossed the weapons hidden in the compartment beneath them: pistols to Hammer, a shotgun to Guppy. "You destroy my MINIONS!" snarled Nadasdy. Nadasdy pointed at Archive and he dropped the Elder Sign, hissing, as his hand smoldered. "I know how to deal with vampires." Guppy took aim with the specially modified shotgun and fired. A rocket-propelled stake whistled through the air… Nadasdy caught it in one fist. He was knocked back several feet from the impact, his boots squealing as he dug into the dance floor to maintain his balance. After inspecting it for a moment with a sneer, he tossed the stake aside. Bouncers from all over the club pushed their way through the crowd, pistols at the ready. "But worst of all…you're AMERICANS!" Nadasdy thrust both palms towards them and a small pea of flame screamed towards them. Flames engulfed the club, incinerating bystanders and the dance floor. The scorched floor formed an unbroken circle around the agents – Jim-Bean held one hand outstretched. Cracking his neck, Jim-Bean fixed his gaze on Nadasdy. "Gloves are off, huh? Fine." He concentrated. Hammer fired four bursts in quick succession. The bouncers collapsed in unison, bullet holes in their foreheads. "Not bad," he said to the two Berettas he'd taken off of the guards at the military base. They weren't his Glocks but they would have to do. The few surviving patrons screamed, clawing at the doors and walls. Pillars began to collapse. Tapestries, blazing hellfire fell onto the crowd. The lighting equipment above began to shudder. "Uh, Jim-Bean," said Guppy, doing some quick calculations in his head. "I'm not sure that's such a—" The massive lighting rig ripped from its moorings with a series of snaps, smashing down on top of Nadasdy. The floor, already weakened from Nadasdy's magic, collapsed along a tunnel beneath the club. The one piece of unburned floor that was around the agents slid down into the tunnel. It stretched beyond into darkness, partially lit by the flames above. Of Nadasdy there was no sign. "Go!" shouted Hammer. "GO!" A second later the rest of the Darklands collapsed above them. [/QUOTE]
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