Pirate of the Metaverse. Haunting your every move with his sidekick Fantasma on his shoulder and his chosen weapon “Purge” strapped to his chest
@piratesmeta
The town sleeps quietly. Distant sounds of patrons, shuffling back home after an evening of carousing, can be faintly heard. Waves breaking on the sea wall call out in the night from the harbor. Ships rock within the ebbs, lights off, all but one.
The Syndicate. Is DISPLEASED. With this betrayal.
For that. Plans move forward at exceptional speeds.
WE. WILL. LIFT. THE. VEIL.
MEMBERS of #TheNetwork. Make yourself known.
@will_james_17 needs to understand how many enemies has just been made.
How about @POTMBots & @POTMSyndicate Take over.
🤖🤝💲
Give the start to our. New alliance a fine cause... hmmmm... maybe something like the.
🤖💲#SyndiBotTakeover💲 🤖
****The scene was grizzly but not unfamiliar. The letters left behind aren't new to this small coastal town. Theyve seen it before. A few weeks prior there was the drug dealer and then his supplier. People that no one will miss but had slipped past the Sheriffs. Happens too often
Kasper takes his place. He fades again. It's midday now but that doesnt matter. He never thrived with the sun high. The night is where he feels safe. The darkness hides many deeds but are revealed if you know what to look for. The night is coming and another hunt will commence***
The town sleeps quietly. Distant sounds of patrons, shuffling back home after an evening of carousing, can be faintly heard. Waves breaking on the sea wall call out in the night from the harbor. Ships rock within the ebbs, lights off, all but one.
The players rush upstairs. Lights are out, not good. They enter, turn on the lights, the owner is face down, blood pooling. Theyve failed and need to get far away from this place. As they depart, one notices marks on the neck. Two letters “KK”. They abandon ship, the town sleeps.