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Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Mangetsu Inc.

@Newdeath: As the signal of the teleportation device faded Kuro-san leaned the chair, Interesting fellow, right Tsukimori-san?. Responding to his boss question, the right hand of Mangetsu appeared from the curtain shadow and replied. Yes Aniki, I'll be starting the arrangements for the exchange of goods. The Second in command for Field operations left the room as Kuro-san gazed the stars with a cup of Mirin Nihon and whispered, So this is how it starts...

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11
Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Rate The Rp Character Above You

10 in choosing the right mercenaries

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Cloud's Bio

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: XD

@__Cloud__: Masako can replicate knowledge and powers of the people he touches, also he can copy memories

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RPG » Cloud's Bio

@__Cloud__: Do I start or do you start?

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » RPG Ideas Thread

@Mesamia: When is the next VNN?

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Cloud's Bio

@__Cloud__: Masako can give your character a run for his mony

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Cloud's Bio

@__Cloud__: I'm available with any of my character except Callis

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Ebisu

Once again a black luxury car stopped at the door of the courier business that served as facade for Ebisu, a organization that tried t ohel those in needs and fight evil wherever they found it. A man in a black suit left the car, as the driver opened the door, and walked towards the building with a serene expression in his face. This man was the infamous Kuro-san, only that he was under his guise of Usso Namae a respected japanese businessman. He was the bad news courier this time, as a pyscho killer was getting closer and closer to his public persona, and wanted to ask for Ebisu's help. The police couldnt help him as the madman killed all of them. Hello there is someone here asked Usso while knocking the door into Ebisu HQ

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » New Vice Awards

@Raseri: Yay I've got a shitload of awards!

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » RPG Ideas Thread

@Dr_Paradox: Kuro-san could be there for you

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Mangetsu Inc.

@Newdeath: Splendid, We're glad of helping. Anything else you can need? Usso asked as he contacted the Silk Guard boss and started working on the accounting

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Mangetsu Inc.

@Newdeath: Usso checked his smartphone, The best team of employees are the Silk Guard. Dont let their name fool you, they are harder than steel and are trained to resist torture and mental intrusion, they have training and equipment 10 or 20 years ahead of the finest U.S.A troops.

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » CMD Part 2: Revenge of the Numbers OCC

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: Posted with multiple characters I'm starting to get dizzy, but when I start with the Numbers I'm going into overload mode

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » CMD Part 2: Revenge of the Numbers RP

Events during the 3 days after Crow duel against Western Fairy.

Tokyo, Japan

"Namae-dono! The money just keeps coming, all the viewers are paying for more! Their numbers keep increasings!" the voice in the phone was too enthusiastic and surprised for Kuro-san taste. Great, keep the good job, he said that words while hanging the with his usual calmed tone, even if he wanted to laugh at his underling stupidity and lack of faith. The Underworld Emperor had predicted this outcome a day before the fight took place, his knowledge of economics was unmatched in the whole world. Most of the criminals, even the top players in the criminal, thought of Kuro-san just as another weapon dealer, one that was very secretive about his identity but nothing more. The real top players of the world knew only a little bit more about him. The Yakuza Lord was an intelligent man, maybe one of the most intellgient that had ever lived, his expertise in multiple fields was as good as the experts that researched for a lifetime in only one. But his main strenght wasnt his brilliant mind, but his pragmatic nature and the ability to know when to strike or when to move. For Kuro-san life was as a massive game of chess, planning ahead and predicting the opponent move was the only way to win. But victory wasnt what he was searching for, since most people would say that his current life was good, he could even forget any illegal activity and his legal activities would let him stay filthy rich, richer than most men in the world. Kuro-san goal was secret, something hidden deep inside what was left of his heart. The reason he took this path and became so big, the fuel that pushed him foward and allowed him to keep doing the horrible things he do was tied to the tragedy that scarred him for life, and all his money, his tech and his effort, all the spilled blood and guts was only for that goal. Kuro-san could barely remember her face, buried deep down in his mind, obscured by hundred of horrible and disgusting memories. Maybe that was God's punishment for him, too commit so much evil in the world that the weights of that sins would shatter his most precious memory.

Under this thought he finally fell asleep in his chair. Since this operation started he had only slept two hours each day, half of what he used to sleep. A voice in the communication woke him up, ---bzzt Falcon to Black Nest, repply Black Nest bzzzt---, Kuro-san slapped his face and called his aid, Takane Ryuugamine to bring him a tea and some rice, while he activated the voice codifier and the signal cloaker. Hello Falcon, here is Black Nest, Status Report is requiered, Kuro-san repplied with the code names he started to use with Falken since the operation started, it was a suggestion from Falken and as he liked anonimity so much Kuro-san accepted. This was the first time that Kuro-san spoke directly to the Falcon Eyed Mercenary, all the other times he talked to Usso Namae, one of the higher ups of the organization, and one of Kuro-san alias, in fact most of the higher ups excepts for Dr. Shishido, the Mangetsu Tech Supervisor.----bzzzt We are close to the targets, your men are still recording both they arent broadcasting, just as you ordered, Northern Devil is with me, and he wants to fight Cementerio, dont ask me the reasons. Falken voice, only a hint in his tone barely noticeable by an expert but clear as spring water to Kuro-san, had a mix of suprise, fatigue and disgust. Eastern Wolf is patrolling the Northern patch, and causing some troubles in the U.S Mexican border out of his impatience, that... man, isnt disciplined bbzzzt--- Usso listened that throught the earphone as he received the tea and rice brought by Takane with a smile and waited until she left the room. Targets must be taken down by a Number, not by other Mercenaries, I repeat, Targets must be taken down by a Member of the Numbers. Kuro-san had a lot in stake here, as he decided, after receiving the corroboration of his prediction he started to take bets by the Mangetsu network, a secondary Internet Network that Dr. Shishido developed to hide under the real connections. Having a stranger entering the game wouldnt be good, as the massive ammounts of money he was gaining throught this would vanish if the rules were breaked.

-----b-bzzt Okay, roger that. I'll take care of informing Cementerio about your offering of a truce, while Northern Devil takes on the small fish on the south and Eastern Wolf of the ones in the north. My payment will have to be three times the ammount we had set, Cementerio haves a telepath in his group and I need special equipment to handle this stuation without giving away some details. b-b-zz-zzzt----- Falken cutted down the communication knowing that Kuro-san would pay and wouldnt raise any complain.

Present Time

The Town (Underground)

Maaaaan, what a drag! this seems like a dorama, Mucha, one of Tsukimori-san lackeys was complaining about the lack of action in the town, as he rested his head on the chair head piece. Nuke let me change places! I want to watch those number guys slaughtering mercenaries! I'll give you my obento! Nuke, the other henchman turned his head with surprise in his face, Misato anee-san Obento? gimme that! Nuke jumped from his chair and took the lunchbox while Mucha sitted in the chair that his friend left empty. OHMYFU$%&NGGOD!!!!!! this guy is a monster! This Eastern Wolf dude is so fast our cameras can take a clear picture of him! His face shifted from amazement to sudden disappointment mixed with confusion as he looked at the other set of screens were Northern Devil was fighting. For a second he stayed with his face contracted into a mask of stupified surprise, while the only sound apart from the screens was Nuke munching down the food. WHATTHEFR$%$&$%$&$%$&&%$&ISTHISGUYDOING? Mucha insulted with fury, as Nuke, always calmer than him eated with a half smile, trying not to laugh about his best friend reaction. Aniki Tsukimori boss is paying this guy for this s%$&? Who the hell do he thinks he is? A Kam... A voice interupted his ranting MUCHA-SAN! Dont say anything! Tsukimori was in the underground hideout door, as he returned from talking to Falken about the Telepathy shields. You're going to spoil the suprise for the audience! Nuke nodded to his boss, while Mucha stood up and leaned his head to the side, HUH!? Audience? What are you talking about?

The Outskirts of the Town

-That desert wont be good for your implants Falken!- Athala shouted throught the Commlink - I wont say another night sleepless repairing the damages you caused by not taking the proper precautions!- The daughter of Falken teacher was the main mechanic on the Falcon Team in the bullet, even better than Falken himself. Come on A, dont get mad, the problems in Tibet werent my fault! That guy made them stop working not the snow! The Falcon Eyed Mercenary replied to her with a dumb voice as her shouts pierced throught his ear. Either way Falken, -if you bring your gear with even one scratch I'm going to pummel you with my wrench until you stop breathing!!!!- The Dual Wielding Angel of Death was scared shitless of Athala, but his fear was reduced when he heared his worst nightmare from the other side of the comm speak in a whisper as she hanged up, -please by safe Falken- Now with a smile in his face, after this small domestic incident, Falken walked towards Crow, that was just leaving the town. The Mercenary was too god covering his tracks to be known by the Lighting Revolver, but only to be sure he would use a fake name, since his name could have been filtered throught his network of intelligence. When he saw Crow he advanced with his hands on high, Hello Mr. Cementerio, My name is John Gilliam, I'm here in behalf of The Number current employer. Falken hoped that Crow didnt shoot him. Before I explain my boss offer I want you to know that I'm not a Number, only an administrator, and I'm unnarmed. That was halfway true as he could summon any weapon of his marvelous arsenal in a split second.

My boss is offering a temporal truce of 1 day from now for you, considering your personal attachment to this region. Falken didnt knew how Kuro-san got the information about Crow hometown, but anyway the Falcon Eyed Mercenary was more suprised about the truce, why would Kuro-san give Cementerio a breather. What Falken didnt knew was that the Truce only affected Crow and not his comrades, and that was the angle which the Yakuza Emperor was taking, to lower The Thunder Cowboy defenses, as Northern Devil and Eastern Wolf were closing in. This day of truce gave them enough time to kill all the small timers that were chasing Crow, even the ones that said they were working with the Underworld Overlord. Without knowing he was taking Crow to a trap, Falken finished, We'll clear the way for you towards Rayo Rosado, no small time crook will manage to get 10 square miles near you.

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Mangetsu Inc.

@Newdeath:

What kind of military you need, cannon fodder thugs for urban operations? Or elite mercenaries for special operations? I can also offer two variants that are more expensive and of better quality. Kuro-san had just two items he thought that Newdeath could like.

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Mangetsu Inc.

@Newdeath: OOC: NOBODY knows that Kuro-san and Usso is the same person, Usso is the right hand man to Kuro-san. Anonymity is his real super-power XD (And you dont need to use Mr if you use -san is almost the same.) I'll take as if you said Mr. Usso

Shinma-dono! what a wonderful surprise, Usso was informed of Newdeath arrival minutes before he showed up, as the only way to enter the Black Soul Lounge was by using one the member cards in an authorized Teleportation station. The Kisekian Warlord asked about the Mangetsu services and the Yakuza Emperor simply replied without taking the eyes away from the view, What do you need?

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Your Character's Empathy....

Heard of her, you could say that he is a fan

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11

RPG » Mangetsu Inc.

This is sort of deserted, thought Kuro-san as he beamed up the Black Soul Lounge and was received by the crew, he took a seat in the main room and the waiter brought him a bottle of sake and a small serving of sushi, Tuna nigiri. He watched the Earth throught the window as he took this moment to rest and reorganize his ideas

Post by Kuro_San (1,352 posts) See mini bio Level 11
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