Thread: Tears of Scarlet

SEASON 1 - EXTINCTION Prologue Endsville - The Mega City In the north eastern United States, stands the colossal mega city of Endsville - a technological marvel constructed by the lauded Jo-Jo Manufacturing Corporation. The first of many mega cities to be constructed across the country, Endsville stood as a physical representation of Jo-Jo's dream for the future. The city is divided into multiple districts, each with their own primary function and living arrangements for the ever-growing population. While the more fiscally advanced districts stay relatively safe, gang activity and general crime is out of control throughout the better part of the gargantuan metropolis. As a result, the city makes use of private security to reinforce the ordinary law enforcement, provided, of course, by Jo-Jo Manufacturing. The rising violent crime rate and near militant law enforcement is only part of the story, however. The city has also become a hotbed of supernatural activity, where the veil that hides the true world is at its thinnest. Where the veil that protects the ignorance of humanity occasionally breaks... --------------------------- Jo-Jo Manufacturing - Pharmaceutical Division Tonight on JJNN, Jo-Jo Manufacturing announces plans to break ground on seven new Mega City structures - using our very own Endsville to establish the framework. We sit down with Jo-Jo's chief engineering directors to discuss the upcoming plans. Jo-Jo's Pharmaceutical Director and famed Geneticist Dr. Wilson Gordon joins us to discuss the division's upcoming medical trials and what is required to volunteer. In other news, the recent series of brutal murders are now believed to be related. Has Endsville become the hunting ground for a serial killer? All that and more tonight on the Jo-Jo News Network, your only reliable source for News. That's quite enough of that. A gruff voice remarked. It belonged to a tall man with graying brown hair, an equally graying beard, and a pair of thick glasses that partially obscured his tired blue eyes. He stood up from his large oak desk, silencing the large television on the opposite wall. Upon his desk sits two framed photos one of a younger version of the man himself with a beautiful blond woman, bound to a wheelchair. The other, a similar picture, much more recent with a similarly wheelchair bound younger woman. His daughter. A knock at the door shook him back to reality. Yes yes. Come in. Dr. Gordon, please forgive the intrusion. I have that update you requested. A young brunette stood in the door way, holding a tablet. She offered it to the older man as he approached, letting him read over it. So, another failure. He sighed heavily. You know what to do, destroy the current sample and have enforcement redouble their efforts to find another. Yes, doctor. Will you still be departing early today? She offered him a faint smile, knowing what his afternoon plans would entail. Yes, Elizabeth has a thing going on at the university. Some kind of presentation, I think. He smiled even as he gruffly cleared his throat. Fancies herself a scientist. Like her old man. --------------------------- Lucky 7's Private Investigative Services - Somewhere? ...And you're absolutely sure it works? The voice belonged to a young man in his early teens, but dressed well beyond his years in a brown three-piece suit. He was standing in front of a tall phone booth, sitting conspicuously inside the small office. Yes, Victor. It works. I'm lazy, not a hack. A woman's voice responded from a spare desk in the corner of the room. She had dark red hair, extremely wavy, and equally dark red lipstick. A cigarette was burning down in her ashtray while she busied herself with filing her nails, distractedly. The network works as well, before you ask. I laid the lines this morning. All that's left is for you to put it to use. Excellent work, Machina! And just in time too. I feel like we're going to need to call for extra help soon. What with the increase in incidents. He looked over at a map of the city on a cork board, red thumbtacks marking key locations across town, a few blue ones scattered about as well. Whatever... Just don't forget to pay me. The woman responded, clearly disinterested in the young Victor's broader schemes. ------------------------ City Limits - The Western Perimeter All units, be advised. Gunfire has been reported at the Moreshire Construction site. Witnesses describe the key suspect as a short youth with pale skin dark hair. The suspect's gender and approximate age is unknown. Sirens wailed as police arrived at the scene. The worst of the chaos had died down by the time law enforcement arrived. Only one or two gun shots could still be heard, then, silence. A young officer swallowed hard, following his older partner into the unfinished structure. What they found inside was mortifying. Five or so corpses, dry and shriveled, impaled on broken metal pipes. Their faces were twisted and contorted in pain and fear. Further in, four more bodies were found, these ones still fresh. More importantly, the young suspect was still there, crouching over one of the bodies that would twitch violently from time-to-time. Their long black hair hung down to their mid back, knotted and disheveled. Beneath it, was a torn and bloody black belted suit. Stay where you are! Step away from the body with your hands up! The officer ordered, fearful hands shaking as he began to approach the bizarre teen. The dark hair youth whirled around at the last second, bearing a set of vicious fangs and blood red eyes. One last gunshot rang out. The youth fell backwards with a dull thump, a bullet whole in its forehead. Jesus, kid must've been on something heavy to cause all this... The older cop mused, holstering his recently fired sidearm. Dispatch, this is Officer Johannes, the suspect is down. We have nine confirmed deaths at the scene, all gangbangers. Send us a meatwagon for the dead. We have ten corpses in total. Roger that, Johannes. JJED is also en route to investigate. Great. Just what I need. An afternoon with the jack boots. He grumbled. Roger that, dispatch. We'll stand by for JJED assistance. Behind the officers, the black haired youth's body began to move, clawed fingers dragging across the dirt concrete as it moved. ---------------------- Episode 01 - The Fog's Angel ....So, expect heavy fog going forward for the remainder of the wee- We interrupt this weather broadcast with breaking news. A gruesome massacre occurred this afternoon at the construction site of the new Moreshire building. Nine individuals were found dead. We warn that what you're about to see is not for the faint of heart. Despite the gang affiliation of the victims and the brutality of the crime, police do not believe the event was related to either gang warfare or the serial killer. The situationappears to be on going with Jo-Jo Enforcement already on site to support the EPD. --------------------- House Nailo - Office of Aleistor Armagus Your lordship? A young blonde man in white robes entered the extravagant office -decorated by ancient tomes, powerful relics, and preserved pieces of fantastical creatures. The man behind the desk, with long white hair and tapered ears, wearing blue robes, simply sighed. I know about the attack. Contact Xiroh and have him and his associates investigate the scene. If they can recover the creature all the better. But for now, we have to make sure the God-Trust don't get their hands on it. Very good, your lordship. ------------------- Home of Taylor Sovereign - Endsville Housing District A phone began to ring... Last edited Mar 3, 2019