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In the massive Royal chapel of Castle Doria, Vorn, the Repected and beloved Conservative Archbishop of the Catholic church, head of the church in Teritora, went about his duties as archbishop. He was slightly worried, as false leader had risen in Kecha and he was going to do all he could to oppose this Judas who was trying to lead the faithful of Kecha down a false path. He know this would earn him this mans hatred but he could live with that. He was of course unware of the plot forming agiast him by the same man...

((OOC: Can one of my agents be hired out by this "false leader"?))

Lazarus had, indeed, come to hate Archbishop Vorn, with a flaming vengeance, so he had begun to form a plot to kill Vorn, for Vorn was the sort of person who could stop his plans for power cold, plus, if he could somehow blame it on the Empress, it would help him a great deal.

OOC:Posted it under the wrong nation :oops:

Teritora: no problem.

Resi: As I controll the False Leader, a man called Lazarus, that would be my choice, and it depends on the Agent.

Resi: As I controll the False Leader, a man called Lazarus, that would be my choice, and it depends on the Agent.((OOC: Alrgiht, let me whip up some stats for Agent Fargo. I've used him and his counterpart Aria in several missions, but he's fallen out of use and I've been looking for a chance to reincarnate him.))

Resi: As I controll the False Leader, a man called Lazarus, that would be my choice, and it depends on the Agent.((OOC: Alrgiht, let me whip up some stats for Agent Fargo. I've used him and his counterpart Aria in several missions, but he's fallen out of use and I've been looking for a chance to reincarnate him.)) I can wait.

In the dust of the slums, a man was leaning against a wall of a ramshackle hut, thinking deeply to himself of his sins as a man and as a specticale of humanity. He looked at the gashes on his arm where his "remodel" had once been placed and was now removed, running his finger along their intricate lines as he wondered why he had asked to be reassigned to this place. Perhaps it was because he wanted to absolve himself from sin, and for some reason the Discordian temples of back home didn't seem to cut it for him. It could've been because they seemed to promote sin as a form of randomness, but he really didn't care enough to think poorly of his state's religion. All he knew is that he was here on a mission to help the corporate-minded get into power. It was a fairly open mission, one he was aware was well below his skill level, but again he didn't care. He was just here to be here, nothing more and nothing less.

Fargo stood up, his 5' 11" body dwarfing a group of nearby children. He turned to walk away from the said children, and disappeared into the dust, wondering if his new nanoenhancements would take away the scars once he used them.

((OOC: More info will come. You can also have Fargo meet with other people, or preferably someone in the government))

In the dust of the slums, a man was leaning against a wall of a ramshackle hut, thinking deeply to himself of his sins as a man and as a specticale of humanity. He looked at the gashes on his arm where his "remodel" had once been placed and was now removed, running his finger along their intricate lines as he wondered why he had asked to be reassigned to this place. Perhaps it was because he wanted to absolve himself from sin, and for some reason the Discordian temples of back home didn't seem to cut it for him. It could've been because they seemed to promote sin as a form of randomness, but he really didn't care enough to think poorly of his state's religion. All he knew is that he was here on a mission to help the corporate-minded get into power. It was a fairly open mission, one he was aware was well below his skill level, but again he didn't care. He was just here to be here, nothing more and nothing less.

Fargo stood up, his 5' 11" body dwarfing a group of nearby children. He turned to walk away from the said children, and disappeared into the dust, wondering if his new nanoenhancements would take away the scars once he used them.

((OOC: More info will come. You can also have Fargo meet with other people, or preferably someone in the government)) Fargo is supposed to meet with a man identified only as The Old Boy, an old man in a Brown suit, who will meet him in a nearby park.

OOC:The Teritoranic order is a order of Church knights, their the Teritorans catholic Churches traditinal elite Elite force. Along with the Church soldiers they make up the Teritoran Catholic Church's private army.

IC: Meanwhile in Teritora, in the capital of Teritora another man was busy, Father General Dorln, head of the Teritoranic Order. He was worried, People such as this Lazarus were dangerious he could try anything. Dorln would have to be on his guard to protect the Archbishop. He gave out the orders for the church soilders and knights to be on their guard agaist outlanders and strange doings. That wouldn't be to hard, most outlanders were shorter than Teritorans who even amoung females were seldem shorter than 6 feet. Also red hair was not that common outside of Teritora where it was a dominate feature and finally very few outsiders could understand muchless act well enough that they couldn't give themselves away in the complexity that was Teritoran Society with its extreme relgious devoteness, its extremely complex and hard to understand social strucure, traditions, honor system. he would do what he could, he only hoped it would be enough.

((OOC: I'm a Postmaster General? WTF? Ghaa, I hope there's something above this new rating...))
IC:
Fargo walked out of the slums into a park, which was surprisingly upscale for the area. He stopped and sniffed the air, which seemed distinctly different in this area, but shrugged it off and proceded. The business suit he was being forced to wear here annoyed him, and he knew he would feel much more at home once whatever mission this was got underway and he could slip into his sharkskin spywear. Honestly, he thought, I don't know how Jai can stand this stuff.

He saw a park bench and sat down, waiting for the strange man known as the "Old Boy" to arrive.

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((OOC: I'm a Postmaster General? WTF? Ghaa, I hope there's something above this new rating...))
IC:
Fargo walked out of the slums into a park, which was surprisingly upscale for the area. He stopped and sniffed the air, which seemed distinctly different in this area, but shrugged it off and proceded. The business suit he was being forced to wear here annoyed him, and he knew he would feel much more at home once whatever mission this was got underway and he could slip into his sharkskin spywear. Honestly, he thought, I don't know how Jai can stand this stuff.

He saw a park bench and sat down, waiting for the strange man known as the "Old Boy" to arrive. Eventually a truly old man in a Brown suit that was slightly out of fashion walked up "Howdy there" the man said.

OOC: Yes, this is the "Old Boy"

"Hey," said Fargo, glancing in the direction of the voice but not turning his head, "who would you be? Are you who I'm waiting for?"

"Hey," said Fargo, glancing in the direction of the voice but not turning his head, "who would you be? Are you who I'm waiting for?" "Yeah, yeah I am" the Old Boy said, pulling out a pipe and fixing it up for a smoke as he speaks.

"And if you are," Fargo continued, keeping his sideways glance, "how would I know you're telling the truth?"

"And if you are," Fargo continued, keeping his sideways glance, "how would I know you're telling the truth?" "Simply, I know why exactly you're here, and I've got this" he pulled out a small Crucifix from his shirt and held it out "Not absolute proof I know, but what proof is absolute?" he lit the pipe and began to smoke it slowly.

"Too true, especially these days," Fargo said, turning to face the old boy. Fargo took off the sunglasses he had been wearing, and stowed them in his coat pocket.
"So how may I be of service?"

"Too true, especially these days," Fargo said, turning to face the old boy. Fargo took off the sunglasses he had been wearing, and stowed them in his coat pocket.
"So how may I be of service?" "Archbishop Vorn of the Teritoran Catholic Church is causing us troubles, we want him dealt with, simple enough?"

"It would seem that way, but I need to know a couple facts about all this. I guess I don't care who he's replaced with, as I know it has to be someone more corporate-minded than him, so how about telling me how much I'll be payed for all this? I am a capitalist, you know."

"It would seem that way, but I need to know a couple facts about all this. I guess I don't care who he's replaced with, as I know it has to be someone more corporate-minded than him, so how about telling me how much I'll be payed for all this? I am a capitalist, you know." The Old Boy snorted "Corporate minded? we just want someone who won't trouble the Kechan Catholic Church" he said "As for payment, you'll get $30,000 in any currencey you choose, and, when the Archbishop is dead, you get another $170,000, these numbers are opoen for negotiation" he let out a long puff of smoke.

"$200,000? My, you're pricing his life and my abilities a little low, don't you think? I'm sure you have some more cash available to you. As there's no doubt in my mind that I can pull this off, what say you give me a good crisp two million after the hit is pulled off. Considering that this guy's a prominent government figure, that price is, if anything, too low."

"$200,000? My, you're pricing his life and my abilities a little low, don't you think? I'm sure you have some more cash available to you. As there's no doubt in my mind that I can pull this off, what say you give me a good crisp two million after the hit is pulled off. Considering that this guy's a prominent government figure, that price is, if anything, too low." "Fine, 2 million, that's as high as I'm allowed to go on my own" the Old Boy took a nervous puff at his pipe.

"Good, I thought we could come to a reasonable deal," Fargo said, smirking, "Now where is this Archbishop? Do you know anything about him, or of his defences?"

"Good, I thought we could come to a reasonable deal," Fargo said, smirking, "Now where is this Archbishop? Do you know anything about him, or of his defences?" "Our main tip is that he can usually be found in the Royal chapel of Castle Doria"

"The use of the word 'main' implys you have more. Continue."

"The use of the word 'main' implys you have more. Continue." The Old Boy puffed out some more smoke "Well, we do know he seems to be one of the most infuential Catholics of his nation's Church, so killing him will be hard, he has the helpd of some Church soldiery"

"Goons won't stop me," Fargo said, grinning knavishly, "Especially not with my... modifications. So is this all the information I have to work on?"

OOC:Well since Archbishop Vvorn is not of one of the 7 Royal families you will not have to worry about Nikja and the RSC only protect the king and people they are assigned by the king to protect. the Royal chapel is a rather large catheral that is not part of the main palace complex which I wouldn't recomind sneaking into unless you got a wish to die as it is guarded by RSC opertives, Nikja and 20,000 Royal gaurds who with teritoran internal politics are insanely parranoid and insanely prepared for trouble and intruders. The Royal chapel is however inside the Palace's massive outer walls. Its gaurded by a thousand Church soldiers and 300 church knights. The Church soldiers are training wise on nearly par with the Swiss gaurd and the Church soldiers are elite troops drawn from the Noblity.

"Goons won't stop me," Fargo said, grinning knavishly, "Especially not with my... modifications. So is this all the information I have to work on?" "I'm afraid we were unable to get much more, is there some means you prefer we use to contact you? as we may unearth more information as we go along"

"My Codec frequency is 109.8," Fargo said, tapping his ear to indicate a built-in communications device, "If you message me, it'll save your frequency so I can message you back whenever I want. Oh, and could you kindly give me a map of this city? It'd be best not to have to rely on brochures to tell me where the Royal Chapel is."

((OOC: Fargo can handle it.))

"My Codec frequency is 109.8," Fargo said, tapping his ear to indicate a built-in communications device, "If you message me, it'll save your frequency so I can message you back whenever I want. Oh, and could you kindly give me a map of this city? It'd be best not to have to rely on brochures to tell me where the Royal Chapel is."

((OOC: Fargo can handle it.)) "Here's the map" the Old Boy said, puffing another cloud of smoke from his pipe as he spoke, handing Fargo a folded map in a waterproofed packet.

OOC: Another added twist since in another thread King Alern pulled a dispearing act and is on a passenger liner to Kecha.

Across Teritora the royal and noblemen's guards, the 7 nikja clans and the RSC were in up roar with the dispearince of King Alern and his wife. However in the churches and the Royal chapel things were going as usual, this was not the first time a Teritroan king had dispeared and it did not effect the church. So the Church soldiers and the church knights continued to go about their busness as usual, there was not many people with the raw nerve to try anything targeted towards a church in Teritora.

OOC:wheres resi, I thought we had an assassination thread going on here?

It was the day after he met with the Old Boy, and already a money wrench had been thrown in the works of Fargo's carefully laid out plan. When he heard of the disapearance of the King on the morning news in his hotel room, his jaw dropped. This was followed by an angry rage that cost him $500 in damaged hotel property, which he put on Jai Resi's personal ATM card. Still wondering why he had to heel-drop that table, Fargo left the hotel in disgust. He knew security at the Cathedral would be amped up incredibly.
Oh well, he thought, at least this presents a challange.

((OOC: I need schematics for the area around the cathedral, as we're presuming that Resian spy satellites got a more detailed map of the exterior for Fargo. Include such things as elevated areas and weaknesses in the surrounding structures, as well as street activity and placement.))

OOC:Okay, Castle Dora is like all Teritoran cities made of unusally thick stone walled building built for defense and made of an incredably hard, strong, tough gray stone, even the roofs have stone titles. The streets of this extremly ancient city are narrow and twisting maze from the days when they were trying to make it hard for invaders to move around the city. The cathedral is right next to the 80 foot thick outer wall surrounding the Royal Palace however the wall is normally extremely heavly gaurded even in normal times because of normal Teritoran Politics and with the King dispeared, all the security has gone though the roof. The cathedral it self is surrounded by a 60 foot thick wall with two gates, one leding into the Palace compond and another to the nearby street however there is an ancient Oak tree that has grown up out the northeast corner of the wall near the street, this Area is not well lite. The wall it selve is patroled by Church soldiers and the ocasonal Church knight while the gate is defended by 10 church knights and 20 church soldiers. Most things in Teritora shuts down after dark and there would only be a few people besides guard patrols but it should be noted that all Teritorans go around armed with at least a dagger and a broadsword which tend to be quite skilled in using.

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Hello, wait for Resi I guess.

Fargo, now in a business suit with his spy suit beneath it, decided to scope out the area in the daylight form a pedestrian's perspective. Fargo studied the height of surrounding buildings, looking for the tallest building facing the side of the cathedral that ran along the castle. He also looked for any manholes, and any gaps, no matter how small, in the walls.

What'd he find?

There were no man holes and nothing but small nonmovable stone drainage holes along the stree to small for even a tiny man to fit in and all the building in the streets across from the outter wall were uniformly gray three story fortress like buildings, however if one knew were to look there was several places where there were secret passages hidden in the outer wall, also there was a Large oak tree that was a third as high as the massive stone wall. The it self was heavly guarded it was easly seen as a old fastion deathtrap while above Church soilders could be seen patroling.

Fargo, disapointed at the lack of manholes, walks into the largest of the factories, flashing a forged Teritoran clergy ID in the faces of any security guards he may encounter. He made his way to the roof, and examined the height of the smokestacks and the distance from there to the old tree, snapping a few pictures of the surrounding area.
He then proceded back to another hotel in the same block as his previous one, checked in, and waited for night to fall.

OOC:Well they are not factories, some of them are Merchant houses, others are Noble Houses, one or two are monastaries, one is a nunnery and a few are family run stores.

OOC:Well they are not factories, some of them are Merchant houses, others are Noble Houses, one or two are monastaries, one is a nunnery and a few are family run stores.((OOC: Oops, I read "fortress" as "factory". Sorry about that. Let's just say that Fargo climbed up to the top of the tallest of these.))

OOC:Thats alright, so soon comes the break in.

OOC:Thats alright, so soon comes the break in.((OOC: Soon comes the assassination, don't worry. :wink: ))

OOC:Tordor the country to successfully assassinate a King of Teritora, of course it was at a public event with 50 assassins who all died but still they did pull it off.

((And now to assassinate his second-in-command))
IC:
Fargo walked through the crisp clean night air, again wearing a business suit. He hated it with a passion, but he had no real choice other than to wear it for this occasion, as it would explain his baggage. With him he carried a saxophone case filled with a weapon he custom-ordered directly from home base, as well as some of the usual spy tools, like tranq darts and a silenced pistol to shoot them, cyanide pills, and muscle relaxants, as well as a complete lockpicking set located it the outer pouch. It was a baritone sax case, the biggest kind, which made it akward to carry and not exactly covert, which was why he preferred to hide in plain sight.

Whistling a jazz tune to match his character, Fargo walked down an alleyway next to the tallest building on the block, and proceded to scale the fire escape until he reached the roof. He stopped whistling, and licked a finger to check wind conditions. All was well. He sat down on the roof and popped open the sax case, revealing a sniper rifle of sorts. It was jet black and silenced, with a wall-penetration scope (using a combination of heat sensing and ultrasound techniques). The ammo he proceded to load in to the weapon was as unique as the gun itself. For one, the rounds were armor-piercing. ((yes, the rifle is modified to fire these))

Popping a muscle-relaxant in his mouth, Fargo swallowed and at once felt a calming sensation like no other. If he hadn't been updated to almost the point of losing his humanity, he would've easily become addicted to the stuff, but the nanomachines in his body kept such chemicals as the relaxants in check. Feeling as cool as ever, Fargo propped the gun on the edge of the wall, and began to aim.

((bare in mind that his heat signature is masked by his spy suit, which he's wearing under his regular suit))

OOC:Hmm so who your aiming for, wouldn't you have to go inside the catheral to assassinate the Archbishop?

OOC:Hmm so who your aiming for, wouldn't you have to go inside the catheral to assassinate the Archbishop?((OOC: You evidentally didn't read the part about the scope. :wink:

However, it's not the bishop we're aiming for...))

OOC:Wouldn't the anceint stained glass windows cause problems? So your aiming for the Father General who is head of the Church knights as the other father general who is the head of an nonmiltant order is out of the country at the moment?

((Possibly, but again he isn't what we're aiming for))
IC:
Fargo fired, hitting a place on the castle wall above the cathedral. He fired twenty-four more times, lodging a total of twenty-five bullets in the upper wall of the castle. He then proceded to shoot the wall of the cathedral closest to him a total of ten times, all shots fired directly at where the roof of the cathedral connected with the cathedral itself.

Fargo whistled as he began to deassemble the weapon and place it back in the saxophone case. He didn't care if he was caught now, because there was literally nothing anyone could do about the imminent death of his quary. When he was finished taking the rifle apart, he fastened the case up and walked down the fire escape and down onto the street.

((Fargo would've seen the Bishop inside through the scope, so is he in there?))

OOC:What is that going to do to a catheral wall that is 20 foot thick reforced stone and a roof surported by the best archecturial surport?

OOC:What is that going to do to a catheral wall that is 20 foot thick reforced stone and a roof surported by the best archecturial surport?((OOC: It will do something, I'll tell you that. However, I don't want to take the risk you'll use OOC knowledge to your IC advantage.

Now is the Bishop in there or not?))

OOC:Okay but it is not going to destroy the Catheral I would hope because of the contruction and the way it was build there is not much that could seriously damage much less destroy it but yes he is in the catheral, but it is a massive building.

OOC:Okay but it is not going to destroy the Catheral I would hope because of the contruction and the way it was build there is not much that could seriously damage much less destroy it but yes he is in the catheral, but it is a massive building.((OOC: Good, because now is when I reveal that inside each of the bullets there was a small ammount of C4. :)

And yes, there was enough metal around the bullets to prevent the C4 from going off when the gun was fired or when the bullet impacted the walls))
IC:
"And now is when I say goodnight," said Fargo, pressing in one of the metal studs that looked like it held the saxophone case together, "Hominii est nec bene, nec male..."

The roof of the cathedral exploded, along with the castle wall above it, dropping tons of ancient rubble onto the unsuspecting clergymen and guards.

There's more than one way to skin a cat. Fargo thought as he walked silently into the night.

OOC:What I am mean is that the catheral has been bombed from above and inside with extremely powerful explosvie, that must be some C2, that catheral, the walls around it and the Palace as well as the Palace could survive a massive nuclear attack on the city. I can see damage and some falling debry but I can't see it bringing down that much, expecally that of the outer wall of the castle. But yes I could see some of the catheral roof coming down, the interal surports would prevent most of it from coming down.

((OOC: Wait a minute, this thing is made of stone, yet it survived a nuclear strike? That is REALLY unlikely. What's it made of again, marble?))

OOC:It could surive a likely survive such a attack. Both the catheral and the Palace are extremely well build by extremely parranoid people to survive just about anything, Teritoran interal Politics extremely cut throat at times. I am saying it would likely bring down part of the roof.

OOC:It could surive a likely survive such a attack. Both the catheral and the Palace are extremely well build by extremely parranoid people to survive just about anything, Teritoran interal Politics extremely cut throat at times. I am saying it would likely bring down part of the roof.((What's the roof made out of? What're the walls of the castle made out of? What's to stop the rubble from reaching the floor?))

OOC:If your talking about the wall surrounding castle Dora, the royal Palace its a 80 foot thick stone wall made of an unsually hard, tough and extremely strong grey stone that has been reforced by steel, Titinium and superadvaced materals agaist any attacks including trying to blow it up. the Catheral roof is slate stone and wood surported not just by the anceint massive stone walls of the catheral but by a extenisve Network of massive stone arches, surport Arches, and extra pillers inside the catheral with a sub roof of foot thick hard wood.

OOC:If your talking about the wall surrounding castle Dora, the royal Palace its a 80 foot thick stone wall made of an unsually hard, tough and extremely strong grey stone that has been reforced by steel, Titinium and superadvaced materals agaist any attacks including trying to blow it up. the Catheral roof is slate stone and wood surported not just by the anceint massive stone walls of the catheral but by a extenisve Network of massive stone arches, surport Arches, and extra pillers inside the catheral with a sub roof of foot thick hard wood.All those supports, massive as they may be, are only stond and wood. The question then is, how thick does a stone-and-wood support network have to be to stop several thousand tons of falling stone, wood, titanium, and those so-called "super-advanced" materials? Pretty damn thick is the answer. In most cases, thicker than it'd be worth money-wise.

OOC:To give you an Idea about the Teritorans, cost is not a matter when it comes to the safety of the royal family and the national treasury which is also in the Royal Palace. You would need more than that to have damaged the outer wall surrounding the palace. Like I said, I could see part of the catherals roof coming down but not the outer palace wall. a litte C2 is not going to bring down even part of a massive usually thick stone wall that is reforced. The Catheral would take some serious damage and the Teritorans are going to be screaming for blood.

OOC:To give you an Idea about the Teritorans, cost is not a matter when it comes to the safety of the royal family and the national treasury which is aslo in the Royal Palace. You would need more than that to have damaged the outer wall surrounding the palace. Like I said, I could see part of the catherals roof coming down but not the outer palace wall.((OOC: I'm not expecting to blow a hole in the castle wall, but I AM expecting to take a large crater out of it. I'm also expecting that your people aren't going to plan for something like a roof collapsing in such a random manner. It just makes sense that your people wouldn't be able to see that. Hell, I could've justs had Fargo blow a hole in the wall of the place with his morphing plasma gun arm and obliterate everyone inside, but that's the kind of thing homeland security would suspect, so they keep a lot of guards on hand. Due to the fact that the surrounding tall buildings were completely unguarded and the fact that the place was built to prevent breaking and entering suggests that their funding would have gone into security where they thought it counted, inside the cathedral area, not on the rooftops where Fargo was. Also, a cathedral is often built to be a symbol of the elegance of a faith, not to be the safest thing around. Unless every building your extensive royal family touches is laced with tens of thousands of protective layers, this is just unrealistic. Besides, even if every building your extensive royal family touches is laced with tens of thousands of protective layers, it would be too expensive to do to be considered feasible.))

OOC:Not everything but from what I understand of physics and engeering, that little amount of C2 is not enough to blow a huge crater in even a normal stone wall and when it comes to churches and catherals it would depend on what your talking about, a Gothic catherals roof would easly come down while a while a romonaze catheral or church could handle even massive and lengthly aerial bombing and still be mostly intact but a bit in ruins.

Sorry, I know I'm intruding on this thread, but it seems rather amusing to me to see Resi condemn unrealistic RP and use the phrase "morphing plasma gun arm" at the same time.

OOC:The study of castles and catherals are some what of a hobby of mine.

OOC:Not everything but from what I understand of physics an engeering, that little amount of C2 is not enough to blow a huge crater in even a normal stone wall, when it comest churches and catherals it would depend on what your talking about, a Gothic catherals roof would easly come down while a while a romonaze catheral or church could handle even massive and lengthly aerial bombing and still be mostly intact but a bit in ruins.((OOC: It's C4, and the ammount we put into the wall coupled with our chaotic techniques of placing large ammounts of stuff in small areas (circle-within-a-circle theory) should have made it a sufficient ammount to blow a crater in the wall. Presuming that this is a Roman cathedral, it would fall to pieces anyway. Churches are built as ornate monuments to God, not as defensive structures. The buttresses and other supportive structures are there to keep the roof up. When a large section of them as well as a large portion of the wall is destroyed (which is what my C4 did), the roof comes tumbling down.

Now take your lumps. If the roof actually didn't collapse, Fargo'll just be forced to annihilate it all with his plasma gun arm, and no one wants to see what'll come from that.

Sorry, I know I'm intruding on this thread, but it seems rather amusing to me to see Resi condemn unrealistic RP and use the phrase "morphing plasma gun arm" at the same time.((hey, we've put a lot of good RP into developing stuff like that. Check out my Phoenix Project thread, which I'll link you to as soon as I can dig up the link.))

EDIT: The Phoenix Project is here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=57883).

OOC:You do not know much about Churches and catherals and there contruction, they are built to last and i know what I am talking about when it comes to damage different types can take. circle-within-a-circle theory doesn't quite cut it for me, theres no way in heaven or hell you could possable get that much C4 into tiny bullets. I alrightly gave you even though it doesn't seem quite realisic you bringing the roof down. But seriously, he isn't that good of an assassin if he can't sneak in and kill the archbishop and get out.

OOC:You do not know much about Churches and catherals and there contruction, they are built to last and i know what I am talking about when it comes to damage different types can take. circle-within-a-circle theory doesn't quite cut it for me, theres no way in heaven or hell you could possable get that much C4 into tiny bullets. I alrightly gave you even though it doesn't seem quite realisic you bringing the roof down.Well, I have one question for you:
What keeps the foot-thick wooden second roof up?

Circle-within-a-circle is a tenet of Chaos Theory, which we have perfected into a science. Would it make it better for you if we said that instead of C4 there was high-density plasma energy inside the bullets? The only problem with that is that it would evaporate some of the building materials intended to hit the victim.

OOC:Then the question would be begged how do you contant the Plasma for the bullets with out vapering the metal casing, the gun and the weilder.

OOC:Then the question would be begged how do you contant the Plasma for the bullets with out vapering the metal casing, the gun and the weilder.((OOC: Good question. With the ultra-miniturization we've developed, we could probably create a gravetic feild for the stuff that feeds off of the plasma's own energy, but that would be pointless and costly. I like to stick to the C4, if that's alright.

So how about that wood ceiling question?))

OOC:It wouldn't likely hold very long agaist the stone roof falling down, its surported by seperate 10 foot thick wooden Pillers and a network of connecting beams. so I would say collapse of part of the roof since it is a combination of the gothic and the extremely hard to destroy romanase styles, pot hole sized holes in the castle wall and a lot of people geting crushed on the account he got lucky and it some critical spots of the roof.

((OOC: But we destroyed part of the support system for the roof, which in turn would collapse part of the roof. It just makes sense.

OOC:Didn't I just say he brought down part of the roof?

OOC:Didn't I just say he brought down part of the roof?((OOC: That you did, my bad. :( ))

As part of the roof Collapsed into the main part of the Catheral, Dozens of priests, a few hundred late night worshipers and 20 guards were crushed to death with the Archbishop just barely ecaping from being crushed by pure timing as he had just started to leave into the main section of the catheral to conduct late night mass.

OOC:Blast I just now realized that I was in as the wrong nation. :oops:

OOC:Blast I just now realized that I was in as the wrong nation. :oops:((OOC: Lol! I've done that before. :lol: ))
IC:
"God DAMN it!" Fargo yelled, watching the clergy flee the rubble, "I guess I'll have to do this the old fashioned way!"
He dug an M-16 out of his inside coat pocket, and clamored up the tree and over the wall, quickly searching for the best dressed of the clergy men in the light of the flames. Anyone with ornate garb of any kind, Fargo attempts to shoot.
((You decide who gets shot and who gets away))

OOC: Let me guess Genticly enhanced with cybernetic improvements.

Dozens of Priests in formal Mass cermonal robes are gunned down as the Arcbishop is moved back into the back rooms of the catheral by guards and while Dozens of church solders and Church knights the grounds go after Fargo, outside in the streets the pounding of the city guards feet as they run could be heard heading towards the catheral and the gates to the royal palace was opening as heavly armed and trained guards with TAR-9 9mm Assult rifles prepared to go forth and deal with what ever caused the disturbance.

OOC:Well Archbishop Vorn has escaped the assassination attempt and it looks like the assassin is going to die or get captured.

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OOC:Resi?

OOC:Resi?((OOC: Here and accounted for, gimme some time to write an IC post))

OOC:Okay and I got the next thread ready and runing, the Inquistion is going to hunting down anyone who had any contact with your assassin.

((OOC: I was under the impression that the cathedral was in complete disarray, but w/e. And no, the M-16 Fargo's packing requires surprisingly little nanotech))
IC:
As the bullets of his enemies' guns pass through Fargo's body, the nanites in his bloodstream immeadiately close his wounds and repair his suit. "Is that the best you've got?!" Fargo screams as he heads towards the cathedral. The Archbishop's garb would be unique, so because no one fitting his description was outside, Fargo decided that it was highly unlikely that anyone escaped his notice unless they were in the ruined cathedral.

((OOC: One or two headshots will kill Fargo, just so that you don't think he's invincible. Basically that's his only weak point, as all other vitals are protected by the nanomachines. The tech that he's using has not yet progressed to the stage where bullets can completely repair his brain, so one head shot will at least cause him serious brain damage. A second head shot will put out his lights for sure. Bare in mind that you know none of this IC.))

OOC:Okay, his current enemies are using 9mm TAR-7 assault rifles with expanding bullets

The Palace guards opens fire as they come though the now open gate with their 9mm TARS-9 assult rifles have exploding bullets.(That aught to cause a problem) while several guards snipers the walls with highpowered rifles start aiming and attempting to take head and heard shots with repeating high powered sniper rifles. Inside the Archbishop is moved to secure room with an anceint escape tunnel as guards with swords, guns, Frag and EMP gerenades move to places in the ruined catheral to deal with the assasin if he enters.

OOC:Okay, his current enemies are using 9mm TAR-7 assault rifles with expanding bullets

The Palace guards opens fire as they come though the now open gate with their 9mm TARS-9 assult rifles have exploding bullets.(That aught to cause a problem) while several guards snipers the walls with highpowered rifles start aiming and attempting to take head and heard shots with repeating high powered sniper rifles. Inside the Archbishop is moved to secure room with an anceint escape tunnel as guards with swords, guns, Frag and EMP gerenades move to places in the ruined catheral to deal with the assasin if he enters.((OOC: Exploding Bullets? I explained how mine work, but how do yours? I need to ask only because I've seen some pretty far out ideas in my time here, and GODMODy exploding bullets are some of them (i.e. gas/napalm-tipped bullets). I'll RP this as if it's got some facts behind it, because I'm sure it does.

Oh, and repeating sniper rifles? Those would be impossible to handle, I don't care what your reasoning is. Also, EMP is a hard thing to make. Perhaps you'd like to explain how a grenade can make an EMP?))
IC:
Inside what was left of the walls of the cathedral, Fargo had little to worry about the aditions to the firefight outside. He rushed down the main corridor and followed the noises of troop movements. Then he stumbled upon the guards.
"Well, nothing like a slaughter..." he muttered to himself, drawing his M-16.
((OOC: I'll let you have the first attack))

OOC:What I mean by repeating is that they do not have to reload the gun after firing a shot. The exploding bullets would be like the shells from a cannon or a ships guns, there are such things as explosive tipped bullets. they explode on the impact with the target. As for the EMP Gerenades I'll dig up the stats on them, but their a electronic gerenade not an explosive. But an a assassin with nanomachines making him nearly unkillable? Geneticily enhanced I could see but I don't reconize nanites, not after Mishakal, their too easly abused.

OOC:What I mean by repeating is that they do not have to reload the gun after firing a shot. The exploding bullets would be like the shells from a cannon or a ships guns, there are such things as explosive tipped bullets. they explode on the impact with the target. As for the EMP Gerenades I'll dig up the stats on them, but their a electronic gerenade not an explosive. But an a assassin with nanomachines making him nearly unkillable? Geneticily enhanced I could see but I don't reconize nanites, not after Mishakal, their too easly abused.((OOC: Man, don't even mention Mishakal. At least I have the economy to support nanomachines. And I did leave Fargo with a pretty big and obvious weak spot, whereas I coul've easily said that it was invincible as well. I mean, he's a secret agent, of course we equip him with our best technology.

OOC:Big weakness? you have any idea how hard it is to shoot a moving, dodging target in the head? The man has been riddled with bullets, that should be enough, nanites or no nanites, how are they even dealing with the bullets in him and also how could it keep him from dying from bullets into the heart which had to have happened if he has been riddled with bullets?

OOC:Big weakness? you have any idea how hard it is to shoot a moving, dodging target in the head? The man has been riddled with bullets, that should be enough, nanites or no nanites, how are they even dealing with the bullets in him and also how could it keep him from dying from bullets into the heart which had to have happened if he has been riddled with bullets?((OOC: It's hard, but only a little harder than it is to shoot a moving and dodging target at all. The nanites eat bullets and release the iron compounds as neutrients, while filtering the poisonious qualities from the lead and using them as a fuel suppliment. If he gets hit in the heart, they regenerate that before too much blood is lost.))

OOC:thats where your wrong much harder to take a head shot on such a target, you have to be extremely lucky but still its just to unrealisic no matter the time, it sounds just like mishakals sheild around their country. But from from the sounds if it, your boy will extremely shortly have a bad case of Iron poisoning. What makes lead and other metals poisonious is that the body can only handle so much of that metal in its system.

OOC:thats where your wrong much harder to take a head shot on such a target, you have to be extremely lucky but still its just to unrealisic no matter the time, it sounds just like mishakals sheild around their country. But from from the sounds if it, your boy will extremely shortly have a bad case of Iron poisoning. What makes lead and other metals poisonious is that the body can only handle so much of that metal in its system.

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Meanwhile the Archbishop is moved down the secret escape tunnel which is closed behind them and the Church Soldiers and knights being elite soldiers they were were while sending a few forward to distract the assassin set up deadly killing fields.

OOC:I still think he should be either dead or at least dying from the worlds worst case of metal poisoning.