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 Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2020 4:34 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2020 11:25 pm
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Karma?? SoldiersWithin the few moments of the mornimg, all seemed to be somewhat fine. Everything was still going about it's normal days as the mornings usually go. That was, until a set of black vans were driving at high speed down the road of the city. The trucks were very ominous looking, with a men wearing masks and helmets as they were covered up completely. It was definitely a if them even being here was a crime in it if itself. As time went on with the set of cars driving, they had finally reached their intended destination, as the cars would come to a screeching halt where the tower was. As soon as the briefing was made, the next sounds were abrupt sounds of chaos as the next few seconds was a complete disaster. The passenger seat of each cars would pull out a rifle each and fire a tube through the main entrances windows, filling the area with smoke. The very next plan was for the vans to drive at full force through the security entrance, and get inside. The moment the vans were at a halt, the soldiers were deployed. Each and every one of the figures emerging from the van as well as the smoke were black masked, tactical vest cladded uniforms along with rifles and guns, as the men would swarm around in a well practiced manor, with guns aimed at specific areas left and right. Anyone who came into view of them would be met with a barrage of bullets. The uniformed soldiers would be seen with peculiar sets of weaponry, as well as their very suits having the Vajra symbol that is prominent with Kazuya's gang that manufactures and sell weapons. The soldiers began firing indiscriminately at anyone who were in view, as they would move about, searching left and right.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2020 11:58 pm
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  A muscular man looked down as the pitch-black vehicles arrived at the scene. His gaze peeping through a pair of binoculars that had been handed to him. He watched calmly as the scene occurred down below, with the vans coming to a halt and manifesting a smoke cover. The ginger glanced away from the window as a sharply dressed woman came walking in.
”It’s ready, sir.”
With a quick grunt, he began to move away as he walked towards a walkie talkie. "Release." It was a simple command but the same could not be said for what was to happen. With the cloud of smoke covering a decent portion of territory, another smoke canister was released within the shroud. The puffy cloud was the same color as the ones the individuals in black threw though, as one might expect, there was a special little something mixed in there. Once the smoke interacted with flesh the gas would quickly travel through the body to induce a painful paralysis. If inhaled then the individual would gradually feel their lungs burning as the chemical begins to paralyze the nerves. And if it interacted with cloth, well, it was a rather flammable material. It was a very nasty chemical but the Aridam Gang was well known for these kinds of defensive tactics.
"Cars."
As the men in black entered the building, with its occupants on the first already making their way towards the second floor, another team slashed the vehicle’s tires and took care of anyone that resided in them.
"Secure."
A different team began to sweep potential exits around the Tower to take care of anything that could be used as a means to escape.
"Lights."
The electricity was immediately cut off as another plume of smoke began to ebb through the vents and onto the first floor.
"Fire."
 Background Check ➸File || Location ➸ Away from Alhaizad Towers|| Antisocially With ➸ Aridam Member|| Clothes ➸Black + Scarf + Leather Jacket||
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2020 5:45 am
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Keiron ❛The Mad King❜ Ahlai
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Who am I? Don of Aridam || I'm feeling Angry I'm speaking to Chus and other gang members || Where am I? My empire and its carnage || What am I wearing? Kazyua's funeral fit and a gasmask
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The company's black Lexus rolled up on the side as the big man stepped out of his car. The attack had drawn enough attention for certain media groups to swarm in like a hungry pack of wolves but thankfully their gang's methods and the police blocking the way was enough to keep them from entering the premise. That didn't stop them from swarming up to the tall dark giant as he stepped out with his secretary, looking like he was seconds away from chewing out someone's head.
"Mr. Alhai! Do you have something to say about this? Is it true the attack was from a rival gang because of your associations with them?" someone asked, though the man knew better than to react right away, keeping those sapphire hues fixed on the empire his father left behind now covered in smoke and muffled screams of the victims of their extermination methods. Mr. Alhai, what do you have to say?another insisted for the scoop, the secretary trying to draw them away as the man was preparing himself for going closer until another persistent one demanded an explanation, using the workers there as an excuse to put him and the company on a bad spot- something Kerion wouldn't risk. "I have been given word that every single one of my employees has been taken over to safety, we would never put in danger the lives of the people working for us. This was an attack to disrupt the peace of the empire my family has built." he'd state simply, looking at the camera as though he was scanning for the perpetrator through the screen before turning around to join his clean up crew.
Dressed in the usual black attire, he matched his ominous look with a gasmask to protect himself from the chemicals the gang was playing with and slipped on a pair of gloves to protect his skin. Finding his way over to the head of his crew, he barely sized up the muscular big man who was calling the shots in his absence. "What do we have here, someone wanted to play with the big boys in broad daylight." he stated to the other, looking back up at him, "Have we found out who it was?" he asked, he had no time to check his messages even if they did find the perpetrator when he was informed, he was taking care of other important matters before he had to rush to the scene. He was clearly not happy, but with the amount of damaged cars and suggested infiltrators from the CCTV footage- it seemed like he'd have a blast playing with his new toys. The cherry on the icing would surely be the mind behind all this- oh how he'd enjoy every living moment of it.
Some of the few who were caught alive, escorted to vans that would later transport them to his factor, bore symbols of a gang he had recently come to know of. His brows knit together as he took a deep breath. "Have you made contact with them yet?" he'd ask his right hand man, watching as the weapons were collected and heaped on a pile by the rubble outside his building. "That boy better have a good explanation for doing what he did..." he muttered under his breath, regardless of Chus' answer, eyes cast back onto what was left of his glorious empire. It could be rebuilt, it could be reinforced, but the damage done in the eyes of the don couldn't be repaid with the lives he was about to take.
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O.O.C.Let me know if changes must be made~ I left it rather short so I didn't assume too much.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2020 12:24 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2021 5:27 pm
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The attack had gone without a hitch. The intruders were dealt with quickly and the only matter that his burly man had to deal with was the aftermath. The explosion and commotion were drawing attention to the scene. But that didn’t pose much of a concern to the ginger. Their tactics had already taken into consideration the busy afternoon and the civilians’ presence. He had watched from afar as the NYPD and the Don arrived at the scene, with the Press trailing after the ebony-haired man like a thirsty pack of hyenas who were ready to eat up any information on this story. There was no need to continue watching from afar as the binoculars were put away and he began his descent from the building. While the police may have collected a majority of the evidence left behind by the assailants, Aridam gang members were now conducting their own search to unmask these people.
It wasn’t long before he joined Keiron in the building with his own gas mask. "Maybe Karma." It was only a maybe as they had gathered some of the usual signs and equipment linking this attack to Karma. However, Chus was not one to immediately believe that this strike was from that particular gang. It wasn’t an unusual tactic for another force to dress up as another pack to incite war. They had to play it smart or risk attacking the incorrect group. "We are still looking into it." Until some concrete evidence presented itself, it was looking like the Aridams had some beef with Karma.
"No." Because he knew all too well that Keiron was not in a state to have a civil conversation with another Don. "But we do have intruders waiting for you in there." There was a clear indication of the King’s private interrogation space. Chus knew that they would enjoy that contact especially when the interaction involved the tycoon’s chemicals. The Mad King would surely want to release his pent up frustration on the people that attacked his building.
In the middle of their discussion, a youngling approached them. Chus’ hard gaze swept over her face and then quickly darted to their surrounding. "....." There were far too many people and he, the burly ginger, did not fit in well with this kind of atmosphere. With too many eyes on them, now was not the time for any underlining to approach them. Either no one had informed her of the protocol or she was just that dumb to talk about private matters that the police could hear. Clearly, it was too soon for her to be a part of the action. Chus’ eyes narrowed at the girl before walking forward. "Not now." If it wasn’t already clear by the tone in his voice, then a pointed stare at the girl would be more than enough to tell her that she was crossing a line. Should she choose to hang around them and engage in further talks, surely her punishment was going to be more severe and heartless than usual.
Background Check ➸File || Location ➸ Away from Alhaizad Towers ➸ Alhaizad Towers|| Antisocially With ➸ Aridam Member & Don Keiron|| Clothes ➸Black + Scarf + Leather Jacket + Gasmask||
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2021 1:03 am
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Keiron ❛The Mad King❜ Ahlai
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Who am I? Don of Aridam || I'm feeling Displeased I'm speaking to Chus and other members || Where am I? My empire and its carnage || What am I wearing? Kazyua's funeral fit and a gasmask
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The ravenhaired young man started to seem less pleasant by the passing minute. Of course, he could always rely on his people to do their jobs as efficiently as they did, though he wasn't used to sneak attacks, and he was definitely never going to get used to it anytime soon. He was visibly starting to show signs of discontent, his chest rising and falling with each ticking minute, shifting his weight from foot to foot and his hand anxiously reaching for his pockets to pick at something but stopping before he could. He was itching for something, some sort of realease and he wasn't even sure what he could do with so many prying eyes on him. Sure that never stopped him before, but with his father out of the way, it was up to him to keep things less...out there. "I must get my hands on that rat..." he muttered auidbly to himself, though the ears around him were trusted enough to understand where he was coming from. "I'll make him and every last kin of his wish they never waltzed into my terrain." he muttered.
Calm wasn't something the man was used to, calm wasn't his thing. He wanted to lash out and throw a fit, but there were eyes everywhere. "Do we need to ask for help? I can see if your night job boss can help us out or maybe even ask Mr. Shadow for some technical assistance." he stated, referring to Vitessa whom he met just the other night and Mr. Shadow, Don of Infinity complex who would probably not mind doing him a favor for a fair price he was willing to offer to run the perpetrators off of the map.
With Chus denying having contacted the assailants when they had a clue of who it was, Keiron found his fist balling his tongue itching to lash at his partner until he heard him mention something that piqued his interest. "Intruders you say." he smirked, anger soon replaced with a rush of adrinaline as he reached over and pat his shoulders with a sinsiter grin upon his lips. The mask made it hard to tell his expressions from a distance and his gesture might even pass off as harmless to a bystander. "Now that sounds like a game I'm willing to indulge myself--" the man fell short of his words, his hands slowly easing off of the other when he watched a small woman approach them. He didn't have to keep his guard up knowing she worked for them, as a matter of fact, he did plan to meet her today if it wasn't for this pesky diversion that the attack caused. His grin dropped as he stepped aside and slipped his hands into his pockets, looking over at the woman as she approached them. "What was so important that couldn't wait?" he'd ask. The minor diversion did give him a moment to think for a while, rushing immediately to the chambers for a little fun would raise suspicion, so he'd have to stick around for a while longer until the commotion died, though he still wanted to know if Karma had any involvement in it - as they were suspecting.
"Have the employees been taken to safety?" he'd ask, waiting for either to respond before he'd slip his hands back into his pockets. "Maybe the King should pay his subjects a visit to make sure they still fear him." he added, starting his way towards the tower to seem as involved in the wellbeing of his people as his father would be, like a good leader, occasionally casting a glance around to ensure the police or the media wasn't in their way. The people were gathered outside as the extraction process proceeded, any trace of their methods wiped off while one by one, groups were being sent to the hospital for a brief checkup and sent home after that. He barely made a spectacle of his presence, merely assuring his people that they'd be compensated for any losses under the company's insurance and that they would be informed of when to come back for work. "As of now, you may follow each of your designated floor managers and group leaders who have been trained for such emergencies. Use your ID's to get a medical check up as well." he'd brief the groups he came across. If Chus chose to follow him, he'd keep him close, there was nothing wrong with a business man of his worth to have a well built guard around now wasn't there?
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O.O.C.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2021 11:30 am
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 Logan Jericho, Mr. Shadow
Quite a morning it had been. Already over the news, the scene of an attack had spread across tv set and tv set, across blog and newsite. Reporters had surrounded the scene getting as close as they could. Meanwhile, the police had arrived, setting up a perimeter to investigate the carnage. There was even footage of the owner and "King" of Alhai Industries, approaching said towards which were the target of this quickly quashed assault. There were so many questions and so much suspicion in the air. The staff of Alhaizad tower had managed to keep the paparazzi's and badges at bay, just as they had their attackers. And just as the police were looking into the incident, no doubt Keiron would be searching for answers and looking to send a message in return.
And soon enough, Keiron's phone would ring, an orchestal theme began to play, despite the fact that Keiron had never placed such a ring tone on his phone. Upon being checked the number would say "Unknown Caller?" with a notable question mark separating it from a normal hidden call. Any number visible wouldn't match any number from the area. Indeed, it didn't officially belong to any particular phone. When Keiron would deign to answer despite his currently rather busy situation, a calm, gentle voice spoke out. "Quite the busy morning. I can only imagine you are a looking for answers like everyone else." Mr. Shadow looked through various articles and videos of the incident even as he spoke, his voice marked by the smile upon his face. "Perhaps you could use someone to help pursue that curiosity. It'd be interesting to see who made this rather poor decision. I'm this can be brought to a rather satisfying conclusion in short order."
A Rebellious Mind Is A Terrible Thing To WasteThink Outside The Box, and Within the Shadows
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2021 10:11 pm
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