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LET THEM KNOW WE
WONT BACK DOWN
a marvel/dc roleplay
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Jan 20, 2013 21:53:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
[/color][/style][/style] [style=text-align:center; text-size: 9px;]WORDS: 711 TAGGED: Dom F. NOTES:SORRY it took so long. I promise my next post will be better [/color] Cassandra had once again skipped on her lessons with Alfred to explore the city. Her mind was all over as she watched people reading there emotions and actions. Cassandra sighed knowing she had proven her self to the Bat or Batman in ways. She had stopped a woman from being shot taking the hit her self. She was told not to leave the mashion and to let it heal. She felt like she was a child, in a teenagers body. Cassnadra place her hand on her left side over her bandaged body and sighed, yep she tore the stich but it was bound to happen.
Cassandra moved her hand as she pulled her long wavy hair out of the pony tail and allowed it to fall down over her blows as she sighed lightly. She was wearing a long sleeve think grey shirt with a pair of dark skinny jeans and some grey ballet flats. Her shirt was a bit baggy on her looking like it was oversized a bit. Though she did not care, clothes were clothes. Cassandra walked down an alley toward a darker area as she jumped up grabbing onto the railing of the escape latter and pulled her self up allowing her body to bend and her wound to open as she smaled her legs over the rail and dangled upside down brefore pulling her self up more.
Cassandra sat on the rail for a few minutes thinking of Tim and where he was off to at this time. More than usual he was more than likey at school somewhere that Cassandra was not ready for. She was still learning how to read and speak, her dyslexia was a disablity though in place she was able to see what her opponents next move woul;d be before thay made it. As well as reading there emotions though reading another's death she did not want to do ever again. It flet like you were dying yourself as if you were in there shoes.
Cassandra than sighed as she watched a boy or man a young one at that walk into the alley to another and purchase waht seemed to be drugs. Cassandra tensed up as she watched them from the escape on the side of the bulding she gripped the rail she was sitting on hard as her knuckles and fists were turning white. She then stood up as she climbed up the escape heading up to the top of the building to watch the streets and people below as she smiled.
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Falcone Crime Boss
When god is gone and the Devil takes hold who'll have mercy on your soul?
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Post by Dominique Falcone on Feb 17, 2013 18:51:04 GMT -5
DOMINIQUE FALCONE DOM The ally was dark, the shadows seemed eerily alive and threatening. Gotham's shadows were known for snatching victims as they made their way home after a long day of work. The metro buses leaked their exhaust into the air as they weaves in and out of The Narrows. It was the area that the people of Gotham avoided if they could help it. The people in the particular part of town were harsh, poor, the ones who struggled.
And in their hardships the Falcone family was there for their aid. Though one of the hands that gripped the city tightly kept control over the Narrows, over the people, the crime family turned unemployment around with jobs that dragged one into a life of crime, of mob debts. It was a way if giving back once control had been taken, the political course in which their own nation currently performed.
If one were facing the alley, the building on the right would be the mob owned bar that Carmine had once sat within and threatened a younger Bruce Wayne after Joe Chill had been shot after his parole hearing. It was on the docks, one of the few businesses still owned and maintained now that the elder Falcone resided in a cell at Arkham Asylum. Inside there were several people, men and women who sat around the tables, around the bar, who drank and were merry. It was relatively early, the ones with a darker business always arrived later. It was all just a cover that the Falcone family has stepped away from the mob given Carmine's absence.
A person exited the front and lit a cigarette as he glanced around to the side a few times. The door to the side of the building opened not too long after and with one loud cough the man with the cigarette walked to the side and down the alley. The two had met inside and after a quick chat they has came to an agreement as far as what was on the menu and how much. This wasn't an uncommon event, dealers were known in this area. The Mob Princess was unaware of the event as she moved through the door and out to the front. She placed her own cigarette in her mouth, her blue eyes looked out at the water and watched the reflection of the moon as it hit the wavered surface. Her attention changed when the man who had bought the drugs walked from the alley and onto the street, a glance was thrown at Dominique while she raised an eyebrow and looked directly at the dealer with a look that lacked any type of amusement or happiness.
"Next time that happens as far away from here as possible." She spoke before she turned away and looked back out into distance.
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Feb 19, 2013 23:42:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
[/color][/style][/style] [style=text-align:center; text-size: 9px;]WORDS: 848 TAGGED: Dom :D NOTES:SORRY it took so long. I promise my next post will be better [/color] Cassandra had watched closely as the man with the drugs seemed to be paying attention to a woman, but who was she. Some Mob leader, no she could not be. The woman looked to gentle to be part of the Mob let alone run some crime ring. She seemed gentle though the cigarette in her mouth was alarming to the Cain girl. Cassandra could barely hear her voice, she sighed as she stood up on the edge of the building before jumping down silently making little noise onto the fire escape below her as she blended into the shadows.
She had passed Batman's game of cat and mouse a few nights ago, sure she had a gun shot wound but the Drugs were some tempting them mulled her pain and seemed to lullaby her in a way nothing else could. It was her escape, she felt normal with them.
There was Bruce though. He would have her head if she went back to doing drugs again. She would go though another detox and loose her suit again. it all would be a pain Cassandra turned her phone on silent as she knew alfred or Tim even Bruce would be calling wanting to know where she is.
Cassandra watched the woman as she tilted her head before biting her bottom lip and wrapping her left arm around her body as she pushed the pain out her her mind, she knew she tore another stitch, that was in her oh was Cassnadra going to get it from Alfred when she got home, let alone the others, she let out a soft sigh as she eye'd the woman tilting her head as she watched the cigarette in her mouth before turning to one of the dealers at the corner.
Cassnadra moved in the shadows down the fire escape as she moved to the side of the dealer watching the woman as she slipped him some money and then took the medications hiding them in her pocket before heading back to the side of the building watching the dealer run off into a crowd as if he was afraid to be caught seeing what ever he was selling to a teenager.
She sighed and scratched her head as she leaned on the brick wall of the building closing her eyes trying to listen to the lady down from her, to find out what she was up to in this place, after all this was not a place for women. though Cassandra was in civis' she could still play Batgirl by fighting back.
Cassandra sighed as she leaned on the wall more sliding into the shadows hoping that the woman did not see her spying on her, being David Cain's and Lay Shiva's daughter had its perks, She was trained as an assassin and now she was Batgril. She swore of killing after her first kill when she was eight, she could read emotions and see death in others eyes as they died. She was not good at speaking, writing or reading. But she was good at finding her enemies next move in hand to hand combat. She was an asset to the Bat family and knew she belonged but everyone has doubts. Robin was tense around her not calm and relaxed like Alfred or Bruce. She felt like an outcast at times.
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Falcone Crime Boss
When god is gone and the Devil takes hold who'll have mercy on your soul?
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Post by Dominique Falcone on Apr 19, 2013 16:19:13 GMT -5
The man walked forward and an exchange of product happened. All different types of chemicals in all different types of forms passed through the woman's hands. But it wasn't just drugs, weapons were the second commodity. Dominique was The Joker's new weapons dealer as well as supplying them for whoever had the appropriate cash. Money flowed in and out as everything in her inventory was not cheap, not by a long shot. The cost of doing such dirty business came at high prices. Dominique inhaled once more on the butt of the cigarette and pocketed the small orange bottle in her pocket, unaware of the hidden eyes.
The man left and Dom was left to her thoughts. She and Bane had formed an alliance as well as Joker. Though the clown didn't give her much of a choice. Supply weapons and he doesn't kill her. Seemed legit at the time. Roman and Dominique, though, was another story. The two sharks were constantly baiting the water to draw the other out. They weren't on good terms and it seemed she plotted his demise more than others. She cleared her throat as she adjusted her stance but still stared out at the ocean that splashes against the docks.
Inside a few of the drunken men had paid their bill and was looking for a bit of fun. Inside the bar people were chatting, having a good ole time. The younger generation stumbled to the side exit and burst the door open, the handle smacked the brick as they made their way out. One of the three let out a chuckle as they walked right out upon the hiding teenager.
"Well well what do we got here, boys?" One of them shouted in their drunken stupor.
Dominique's brows furrowed, her quiet ruined for the moment. She let out a sigh as she turned her body and began to walk to the noise. The men had already started to walk towards the girl, their hands reaching. Dom's heels clicked on the ground as she walked down the stairs, cigarette in her fingers until she stopped at the entrance to see the girl cornered. She put the cigarette in her mouth as she cleared her throat to make the men aware of her presence though Dom's frigid glare was on the girl. She noted her arm holding her in a manner of injury.
"I swear you men have all lost your minds tonight," She spoke as she shook her head and placed a hand in the pocket of her jacket, smoke poured from her mouth.
Dom didn't tolerate rules being broken on her area. She wasn't sure if they worked for Roman or if they knew whose territory they were in. The mobster saw the sick glint of a predator in their eyes as one of them had started to walk towards herself, his eyes looking her own body up and down. Her lips twisted in a sneer as she pulled her hand out of the pocket, fingers wrapped tight against the steel of the gun. Without any more warning that raising the weapon she fired a shot into the approaching man's head. He fell to the ground dead as the other two released the girl and they two dropped to the ground after two gunshots echoed in the night. She shook her head and placed the gun back in her jacket. Who said she didn't save lives? With one final drag she tossed the cigarette to the ground and finally looked at the girl.
"You okay, kid? They hurt you." She said in assuming the wound was from them. Three men in suits ran out from the building to see what the shots fired were. "Clean this up. Follow me." She said as a finger pointed at Cassandra before she turned and walked back towards the entrance.
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Apr 20, 2013 1:45:17 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
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Cassandra sighed as she watched the woman only to hear a mans voice behind her she turned quickly. Cass wanted to kick him into a wall but then she would not seem to innocent, she could look like she knew what she was doing like on of the Bat's like she was, Cassandra instead held on to her side tighter backing up against a wall letting the men do what they would, to see if the woman would move, if she would not help her Cass planned on kicking them around then taking off. She flinched when she found two other men grabbing on to her arms pulling one away from her side as she glared at the man who spoke.
Cassandra was getting ready to flip the two holding her arms off her when she head heels moving on the ground, she then saw the woman she had been watching come into view. She blinked as she listened to the woman speak and pull a gun. Cassandra watched her and the stance, she was starting to think she was also like the men. A bad guy. Though she was not masked so if the Bat saw her she would not get in trouble would she?
the young woman watched her as she moved with the smoke coming from her mouth as her dark eyes flicked up to the woman's trying to read how she was feeling and what she was going to do next. She knew the trigger would be pulled but on who?
Cassandra kept her eyes on the woman she she head the gun go off not flinching like the men who held on to her arms did. she felt her wound still bleeding as she sighed lightly. she had broken stitches which was not good. when Cassandra got home if she ever did tonight she would be busted.
She felt the two men let go as she stood up straight putting her arms by her sides as she heard two more shots. her eyes still on the woman as she remained silent while she spoke to Cassandra.
" F-Fine..No... no hurt. " she said lightly as her speech was broken a bit. Cassadra sounded like a small child trying to talk in ways worth most words and sentences no where near where she should of been. But the severe dyslexia did not help along with her speech impairment.
Cassandra tilted her head as she she watched the lady order the men around in suits then point directly at her. she saw her walk back to a entrance as she held still wondering if she should just take off into the shadows. Though the lady did not seem bad, besides she was more interested in what was going on here anyways.
Cassandra sighed lightly knowing she was going to be scolded when she got home by Alfred, Bruce,and possible Tim. She moved forward following the lady staying a few feet behind her as she walked towards the entrance where she was heading.
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Falcone Crime Boss
When god is gone and the Devil takes hold who'll have mercy on your soul?
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Post by Dominique Falcone on Apr 23, 2013 13:07:53 GMT -5
On nights like these she would have told the girl to run home. Dominique wasn't a hero, she was very much a villain by the blood that flowed through her veins. There was found a weakness for children, a weakness for girls preyed upon men. The girl had to be in her teens and she had to know this wasn't a place for her to be. Dom had noticed she didn't flinch to the loud bang on the shots which made her assume she was use to the sound. Interesting.
She waited until the girl had caught up at the entrance of her bar before she proceeded further. The occupants within had gone quiet as they watched the two women step inside. Dominique removed her jacket as one of the employees took it from her hands. She looked back down at the girl from the ally and motioned for her to follow her further. The mobster didn't acknowledge anyone else in the building while she moved to the back and began to walk up the set of stairs.
"Did you care for a drink?" She asked after taking the final step. She pulled a set of keys out of her person and pushed them in the lock of the last door on the right. She glanced at the girl before she opened the door and walked in, only shutting it after they were both inside.
"Sit on the chair," Dom told her. There were two plush chairs in front of the solid, thick desk. She turned papers over before she pulled open a drawer located on the bottom of the table. She pulled a first aid kit out and put it down upon the surface. Dom, yet again, reached for another drawer and pulled out a yellow prescription bottle full of pain killers.
"I've only fixed myself and one of my workers." She spoke as she flicked her blue eyes to the girl as she opened the bottle and offered one of the little pills to her. "It's for the pain." She spoke as she walked around the desk and took the seat opposite the girl.
"What's your name? Do you know who I am?" She asked as she looked down at the shirt that had been gathering the pooling blood. "Would you like me to try to help or would you rather you're taken to a hospital?"
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Apr 23, 2013 21:40:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
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Cassandra followed the woman as she glanced around looking at the people then back to the woman in front of her. Cass was curious on who she was and what she did in a place like this. She watched as the woman took her jacket off and someone took it from her . Cassie then followed the woman again towards the Stairs as she sighed letting go of her side as she started to follow her up.
When she was asked about the Drink Cassie shook her head lightly." N-no Thang You." she said lightly as she reached the top the the stairs before stopping as she watched her pull out keys and open the door. Cassie wondered inside as she then looked at the door as it shut before she looked at the Chair. Cassie then closed her eyes as she sighed before taking a seat on the char sitting up straight as she kept her stained top off the plush comfort for the chair.
Cassie watched the woman closely as she flipped papers over and opened drawers. she saw the kit and the yellow bottle as she shook her head when she heard the lady speak. Cassie started at the pill that she had in her hand after it was offered to her. " I... I Can't. " she said slightly as she handed it back./ Cassandra was not going to take it she had been clean now, and If Bruce found out she was going to be dead. Though the high did sound nice she barely felt pain.
" You... It just.... rip." Cassandra said as she pulled up her shirt showing it was already stitched before though a few of the stitches had been broken from her moving and flipping around. Cassie held the shirt up with one hand as she placed the small pill on the desk in front of the chairs before looking at the woman's eyes. Her name, she wanted her name as well.
Cassandra looked down for a minute thinking before looking at her again her blue eyes she kept her brown eyes on them. Cassie was trying to read the emotions and next move of the woman. " Cassandra.. Cain. No.. Who a-are you? Why help me? Guns do do not hurt.. much"she said lightly as she looked at her bare skin from lifting up her top before sighing hoping that she would not notice the scars on her body from her father David Cain. Two for flinching was just a game but it did leave some horrid scars on her body.
Cassandra then looked at the pill for a few as she sighed lightly.She wanted to say she did not feel much pain but figured it would be hard to explain. And If Bruce found drugs in her or on her she was going to be put back into the horrid detox program again. For a second time " I-I no feel pain much. It no hurt, just bother-some." she said lightly hoping the woman would understand and not be confused by her broken speech. She was still learning to speak, read and write. It was harder than it looks.
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FORUM SKIN BY KATYA OF GANGNAM-STYLE
do not steal
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