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Tonstad39

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Goldenrod City, Johto’s largest city boasts a population of two million people. Like any other city in the pokèmon world, it has its fair share of crime rings & Criminal organizations. Fortunately for the residents, there are beings with extraordinary power who collaborate with the likes of INTERPOL & the GCPD.

These beings are part Human, part Pokèmon & have extraordinary powers beyond normal humans. Some got their powers naturally by inheriting abillities from their forefathers while others are genetic abominations either created in a lab or backfired efforts to teach a human Pokémon moves.

But not every Pokéhuman fight for the protection of their human counterparts, some use their powers to benefit mafias and other organized crime syndacates and there’s even some who go on with their lives as normal citiczens without even thinking about the pokémon aspect of their being.

[THIS RP WAS ORIGIONALLY IN THE 1X1 THREAD, the lore thread contains the first posts of the RP]
 
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”I'll be right on it" said Reggie looking at his teeth in the mirror. You always wanted them to look freshly white when about to sink them into some dirtbag. Then he made sure his tail was securely hidden, and prepared to leave. A rouge informant huh. Well this life was never boring. In theory anyway.
“Best of luck to you and your endevers” Said Kyle hanging up “Please don’t screw it up” he muttered to himself before Emailing Regie’s driver on his location as well as the location of his mission

Yahhah Yahhah W Wenress
 
With Kyle gone, Sinsri didn't exactly have much to stick around for. She slipped back into the dark with asmile on her face, pulling out her phone and bringing up a list. A quick look at a certain name put a smirk on her face before stuffing it back in her pocket.

"See you tomorrow... heheh..."

Early Morning

Leaning against a wall not far from the Mafia compound, Sinsri was getting more than a little anxious. The INTERPOL grunt wasn't here yet, her own mark hadn't shown yet and she was honestly wondering if she should bother waiting for the agent anymore. She needed to get moving or she'd miss her only chance.
 
A black car would pull up on the opposite side of the where Sinsri was standing, it was in a poor neighborhood that had a lot of warehouses and abandoned factories. The Black car was agent Regie Lang’s escort “The hidout is just on the other street” Said his driver pointing to an abandoned bycicle factory that now served as home to the mob.
 
Reggie nodded, and stepped out of the car. A factory, plenty of sneaky enterances. Then looked around. Well the informant was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he should just find something flammable, and burn the place down. Wait, no Interpool training rule number one, discretion. Reggie grabbed onto an overhang, and pulled himself up. Smart, boarded windows. Well it made this job less fun.
 
Sinsri almost let out an audible sigh when she saw the agent. The guy looked like he was fresh from basics, and they were sending him into a mob hornet nest to get two other agents out. The sheer number of things that could go wrong was high enough already, so she set off after the guy as he headed to the compound. A quick jump and pull had her land just behind him with a quiet thump.

"Discression. Walking up to your enemies house and peeking in windows is not discrete. You're lucky they don't have a camera on this wall, else you'd be dead in an instant." She said, glancing at th e windows. Her face was almost completely hidden by her hood, only a bit of her chin and eyes showing.

"Seeing as this is probably the first time you've been on the field, I'll tell you exactly what you do. Get to the south-east section, find the entry and wait for the signal, you'll know it when you hear it. After that, get in and get to the second floor, main offices. Get your two boy out, don't stop for anything you don't have to, got it?" She said with a firm tone, almost challenging him to go against it.
 
Reggie raised an eyebrow. He didn’t know how they could know any of that, or what he’d been thinking, but ah what the heck. He gave a bow. “Yes, madam” he said with mock respect. Jumping backwards, to get down, and moving to the other entrance.
 
At the other enterence there were two dark-haired humans armed with pistols guarding the southeastern section of the compound.
 
Reggie had noticed the guards, and was laying low. Trying to think of a way to take them out discreetly. Fire fang wouldn’t work, flamethrower was too flashy. But a gun would be too loud. He cracked his knuckles. Either fists, or knives.
 
one guard yawned as the other looked around for any would be intruder as it was his boss’ order. “Keep your eyes open!” exclaimed the guard “Sorry” said the other guard “I hadn’t had my coffee” “Maybe you should have thought of it before you came down here!” said the other guard before scanning his surroundings for intruders.
 
Reggie pulled out a pair of knives. Balancing on a rampart above them. Getting ready to drop. Three...two.......one. Their argument was the perfect opportunity. He dropped like a stone. Cleaving the backs of their heads.
(Not really clear on how many posts to take down goons.I assume one or two right. With a lot more for actual big name enemies)
 
(for an attack like this, a single post)
The poth of them fell to the ground as Reggie’s weight and the knives killd them on impact. The knives went right through their throats as blood was furiously expunged from their trachias out into a coagulated puddle.
 
Reggie picked up the bodies, and threw them into a nearby dumpster. That was a little nasty, but hey. A pokehuman had to do what a pokehuman had to do. Guess he listened for the signal. No way he had the wrong guy. What did they have to gain from not raising the alarm. Should’ve brought something to mop up blood.
 
Sinsri slipped off, thankful that at least the guy hadn't bothered to be difficult. She expertly avoided a few cameras as she made her way to her waiting spot, getting up the side of the building before squeezing through a small gap to get inside. Glancing down, she noted at least a dozen guards patroling the old production floor of the facility. Shaking her head, she made her way across a few of the roof support beams before settling down, using the dark to keep hidden. An idle thought of hlw long it would be before her mark showed up was almost instantly cut off as the main bay door suddenly began opening. A black car with tinted windows rolled in quickly before the door closed behind it. She grinned as she got herself ready to jump.

The doors of the car opened, and three men got out of it. Two were just the usual guards, but the third looked much more like a doctor then anything else. He took one step forward, but that's when Sinsri struck. Dropping down right in front of him, she focused energy around her hand, large black claws forming before cleaving through him, claiming his life before anyone even registered what had happened. Stunned silence rang out for a moment before she spun and sank her claws into the closest guard, his pained scream breaking everyone out of their stupor as she shot off to avoid the gunshots. The entire facility started to have alarms blaring as calls went out to get all the guards to the front of the compound.
 
Reggie perked up. Well if that wasn’t a signal nothing was. He burst through the entrance. Jumping over crates, and leaping from place to place using cat like agility. Well his hair was probably on fire, but other than that ok. Making his way to the second floor, he burned some poor sucker’s face off with a flamethrower. He bust through another door, into an office with two captured agents. “Nice weather we’re having isn’t it”.
 
Other members came out including the Pokèhuman ones, some shot 40 rounds at Sinsri while others used moves like leech seed and iron tail on on her all the while completely ignoring Reggie. The agents were both human and were bound in chains beneath the boss’ desk. They looked up at the pyroar agent with a great sense of relief “Oh thank the gods you’re here” said one “I thought we’d be dead for sure!”
 
“Alright hold still” said Reggie. Lightly breathing fire on the chains to melt them. Once significantly burnt he cut through the chains with a knife. “Stay quiet” said Reggie. Opening the door for them. “I’ll cover you”.
 
The agents would do just that as they got up and... their shirts are going up in smoke. The room would fill with a burning smell as smoke & Hot air came off of their suits. Having remembered their training, they laid down on the floor and rolled around hoping nothing else in the room would ignite.
 
Reggie cringed. Great, second piece of company property he'd accidentally burned. Grrrr. Well how else was he supposed to cut through metal, without attracting attention. He tapped his hair, making sure it didn't ignite like it always did when he was nervous, angry, or excited. "Sorry. My bad".
 
Remanents of flames rolled off of the agents who were now hidden by grey, foul smelling smoke that was steadily pluming out of the room that they were in and out into the main hall. Mob grunts were still trying to gun down Sinsri as one began coughing for he strathed his way into the pluming smoke.
 
Sinsri dipped and weaved through what cover she could get behind, bullets and attacks pelting everything around her as she came to a stop, hidden from view. She let out a quick sigh before focusing, making her image start to shift and blur. With a grin she shot out to the neerest goon and slashed him open, spinning on the spot and dropped one of the Pokèhumans with an opened throat. Dozens of shots went past her, but none of them landed, her DoubleTeam doing its job well. She went back across the room to the main bay door, slapping the switch to open it before dropping to the ground and rolling under it, and took off. She gave a chuckle as she made her escape, but just before she turned a corner to lose sight of the compound, a stray bullet nicked her arm, leaving a painful gash. She grit her teeth before disappeared into the back alleys, losing her pursuers.
 
Reggie led the agents out of the burning building. Making sure the unfortunate pair escaped. He used a device to notify the organization. “They’re out” he said. He’d mention the burned down gang base later.
 
The Agets ran behind Reggie as the remaining Grunts fled the complex as it went up in smoke “GET THE FUCK BACK HERE!” exclaimed a pokèhuman grunt running down the street after Sinsri following several missed shots and one hit, he’d lose her as some other grunts noticed the formerly kidnapped agents getting away. “Good on you agent Lang” replied the dispatcher as grunts shot pistol rounds in reggie’s direction “I’ll be sure to send an escort your way, fend them off untill your escort comes, over & out!”
 
Jack Crown just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. He was not a citizen of Goldenrod City, being a Kalos ex-pat, and had been scrounging the impoverished projects and abandoned factories. When gunfire burst, and a random compound set aflame, Jack did nothing but watch from a safe distance. He wasn’t as concerned about getting hit with bullets as he was about getting burned.

Under the black and lavender hood, his golden eyes stared with somewhat a morbid fascination. Grunts and Agents were brawling to the death. He was aligned with neither party and deemed it wise. Sinsri had run and disappeared into a back alley, and Reggie helped his team out of the burning building. Whatever valuables there were was probably now ruined. Being seen here would make Jack all the more suspicious, and a simple explanation like "wrong place, wrong time" would not be enough for either Grunt or Agent.
 

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