Bikers for Bancroft! The Anti-Bancroft League (Impact-OPEN)

[Mordechai]

Mordechai slowly made his way through the bar, headed towards the women seated on it. The crowd continued to part for him, when he felt a warm sensation from the small fox ear charm he wore on a heather throng beneath his shirt. The killer's head snapped up, instantly tracing the source back to another huge man on the other side of the room. The ear had been magicked, and warned him whenever and whoever tried to sense his strengths and weaknesses. Obsidian eyes locked on to the man as Mordechai froze in position, and returned the favor. An allurist. The killer snorted, would he never be free of that cursed path? Slowly he nodded his head to the giant seated at the table. This was his territory and Mordechai was the outsider. This granted the allurist some leeway... but only as long as the peace was kept. The killer had acknowledged him, and now the allurist knew it was no fledgling that entered his domain, but no challenge was offered, Mordechai was here for one reason, and one reason only.

Turning back to his task, the Sangue male had almost reached the bar, and was nodding a greeting to Alex, when Zo suddenly leaped to her feet and launched herself into the air at him. Mordie deftly caught her with one arm, keeping his left free as the mystic hugged him then slid down his long frame to lightly touch the floor before him. Mordechai allowed a grin to crease his lips as he listened to some red head commenting to Zo about their parentage, evidently not realizing that she meant they were sirelings. His grin grew as little Zodiac took a fierce pose before him, as tho she were protecting him. Resting one massive hand on a petite shoulder he softly growled out, ''My hero''

Moving closer he leaned lightly against the bar as his eyes roved the crowd, nodding once more to the allurist that seemed to be in charge, then spoke into the man's mind "I am no threat, if not provoked. I am here solely for the blonde on the bar, and the feisty brunette at my feet." Turning back to yet another allurist, they were a plague worse than locust, he queried, "What is going on Alex, this place is a bee's nest of activity and all the talk I hear centers on the puppet Bancroft. I am assuming that you have a plan?" One eyebrow quirked up as he again studied the room and waited a reply.

[Kira]

Kira tilted her head as Lexy spoke in her mind about other woman here, praising on this Zodiac. 'Nope, only from the Crownet I guess.' she replied, distracted by the whispers about the large man. She always wondered if a killer who lived a really long time would even be able to fit into a building. She also wondered if she had been a killer instead of an allurist, if she would have grown. Course having this conversation with Reggie already, some men liked their women shorter. Wearing heels was enough, not to say she could float.

She handed off the spray cans to one group of the gang, "More public the better, Bikers for Bancroft." she said. Turning to Lexy, "A rally? Really?" she said with a grin, "I have Claim Abode. Ban the real Bancroft, put our own in his place." she said, looking over at Nick. "That's great. Turn a bunch of Bancroft supports away from him."

"Hey Nick, while we wait for him to show up..." Max said, not wishing to say it out loud if they were hiding the extra stuff they were doing from Alex then he didn't want to blow it. He looked at Kira, "We need you though." he added, and picked her up without her permission again.

"What the **** Max!" Kira snapped, she was set down in the back room with the camera.

"We need you for your looks, sorry. Can you act like Britney?" Max asked.

Kira blinked, she should really feel insulted right now. "Her! Hell no." she growled.

"Well..we need you to." Max said, taking out his phone and showing her a section of video. "Let's get nasty." played. "Can you copy that? Also this.." he added, the very well known "It's Britney *****."

Kira stared in horror, "You can't be serious." she said. Kira did not sound like that damn Spears woman, their singing was very different as well.

"Come on we need to do a little dirty dancing with Bancroft, our Bancroft. Sherry well take over doing the dirtier stuff and film from the back." Max explained.

"You want me to do what with who?" Kira replied, she ran a hand through her hair. "I don't know."

"Come on! It's for the cause!" Max said, trying to convince her.

Kira bit her lower lip. Yep, this sort of **** was why she didn't want Reggie involved. "****.." she growled, she was hoping all she had to do was lure people but there was already going to be people there. "Fine! Play the damn thing so I can try to copy it." she muttered.

Max grinned and replayed the parts she needed to copy. "Also can you act drunk when you go out on stage." he asked.

"Yeah.." Kira replied simply, she's acted drunk before to lure some morons to feed on before. Poor lone woman, drunk and stumbling around. At least they were still alive as far as she knew.

[Alexandrea]

"Yup, That's the idea." Alex nodded to Kira and then clapped lightly with a smile when the other blonde said she could do the claim abode. Both looked over at Max as he exchanged looks with Nick. Something was off. The intuitive Allurist had a strong hunch the Bikers were trying to hide something from her. Suddenly, Kira was whisked away by Max and Alexandrea was giving Nick the evil eye.

"Don't worry Alex. Max is not gonna hurt 'your Kiwi'." The Biker smirked. "We need her to make the next video go viral as soon as possible."

Alexandrea frowned but nodded, turning away as Zoey dive bombed Mordechai. the blonde chuckled warmly to see the playful affection between her old friend and her new. Zodiac, Alex had been fortunate enough to meet early on thanks to the SoA but Mordechai was someone the Allurist had missed out on until recently. Something she was quite pleased to have had rectified. The huge Killer was a great person to have on your side. As was Zoey. Their interest in what was going on excited her, new possibilities occur to the mischievous blonde.

"Yup we have plans. We've a couple ideas in motion." Alex said in reply to the sire siblings. "Care to join us? It seems Kira has been called away for now, she's working on plan 'C' I believe. The idea is everything to happen all at the same time. Kira needs to somehow be in two places at once however, unless either of you also have Claim Abode? And, Zoey? Have you looked at the cards at all about this guy?"



Harry had arrived promptly having used the car but he felt no rush after that, taking his time once he arrived to make the rounds at the bar before finding Alexandrea. He knew most of the older Bikers from years of underhanded dealings on the shadier side of town and a few of the younger upstarts as well. The police commissioner like to think of himself as well known but the truth was, many of the guys that greeted the older man had no idea who he really was, just that he was 'Harry' and for a price, Harry could make some problems go away.

The thrall eventually found his way to Alexandrea, who called Nick and Snake over. The three men left the main room of the bar, following not long after Max and Kira had closed the door of the back room. Inside the two had were busy studying a video as the trio walked in, and Harry grinned at the idea of Alex's friend Kira play acting for the cause.

"Hey there Blondie number two. Way to take one for the team. You guys let me know if you need me to act drunk too. If this Bancroft Bozo gets elected, I will be." The human made a grumpy noise and eyed one of the chairs. "How about offering an old man a seat?"

Nick's larger than life persona took over everyone's attention as he shifted back into looking like Bancroft. "Okay Max, we need that camera set back up. Glad to see you're on board, Kira. Thanks. You and I are up next. Snake, get in place, everyone else be quiet or get out for now. Focus the camera on me and Harry and hit start whenever you are ready. Harry, sit down and light up one of those cigars of yours."

Both men sat down a table that held several bottles of beers and a mirror that had some kind of white powder on it as the rest of the room got ready, and then the filming began. The thrall happily did as asked, lighting one of his Cubans. It was a rare treat to smoke indoors and damn it had started to get cold outside...

((OOC: The below is being filmed 'live' and broadcasting in real time all over the internet. Copies are being made and will be sent to all known Harper Rock and Toronto press and media.

This is part one. Part two will be posted by Zodiac' player who helped me to write this. Also a thank you to Mordechai's player for some ideas.))

Nick (looking like Bancroft): appearing in yellow.
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Harry (Police Commission of Harper Rock and thrall of Alexandrea. Permission to control Harry given for this event only to Zodiac's player): appearing in blue.

"So this is all just between us, Harry? I have your word on that?"

"Yes sir that you do. I won't breathe a word of what you tell me. I just want some answers."

"Then shoot. What do you want to know?"

"To start with, what about my job? How secure is it?"

"You do what I want, and it's yours for life"

"Good to know... and what do you want?"

"Harper Rock, duh."

"I get that but can you be a bit more specific?"

"To start we'll need to review every law on the book and rewrite most of them."

"Can you give me some examples?"

"Yeah, let's start with the rules of the roads. My roads. **** drivers of cars. The roads should belong to the bikes, man. My people. Fines for everyone that doesn't own a motorcycle and the right of way for all motorcyclists at all times everywhere."

"I heard about your campaign manager getting shot. How do you want the department to handle that?"

"So what do we do about that? How about jack ****. Hey, the lil ***** had it coming. She's had me on a short leech for months and I have a lot of lost playtime to catch up on."

" So about these new laws. Is there anything else you plan on changing besides traffic laws?"

"**** yeah. What have ya got?"

"what about drugs?"

"Oh **** man yeah, I'll take some. whatever ya got."

"Huh, okay. And what about domestic violence?"

"Where do I sign up?"

Harry cleared his throat awkwardly and after a pause went on; "There has been a lot of unsolved murders and missing people. What do you want done about that?"

"I want that all swept under the rug."

"There's been some gossip that you are not your own man. Mr. Bancroft. Care to shed any light on that?"

"Total ********. The only person I answer to is the great Biker in the Sky.

((OOC end part one: TBC.))

[Zodiac]

Part 2 with permission

"Is that so... ?" Harry let it slide and went on. "What do you think about those rumors about vampires?"

"Also total ********. Do you see anyone that sparkles around here?"

"Okay, so... people want to know if the gambling in this town is getting out of control."

"Heh. Out of control? I think you onto something there, Harry. Our cut should be larger than 17% of the net take. I say once I am in we put the screws to them and get 25% of the gross! ****, they are lucky we let them play bingo in our town!"

"You know some folks are pretty unhappy about that club, 'Silks.' And that so called 'escort service. What are your thought on that and on prostitution?"

"Yes, that is a problem. Supply is not meeting demand. You got to lay off busting them. That woman's service is part of this town, just like anyone else's businesses are. You keep your eye on the dollar sign and we'll get along just fine, Harry."

"So, hope ya don't mind an old man's curiosity... tell me to can it if ya want. But what about that wife's infidelity of yours that everyone is talking about? Things going okay at home?"

"That whore? Only thing good about being married to her are the hotties in her garden club. Ha! She is a clueless about that as all their husbands are."

Harry nodded, his distaste for the man growing.

"Speaking of your wife. Some people are still curious about your...uh, issues."

"What issues?"

"Rumors persist you have issues with keeping your temper under control." Harry spoke carefully. "Anger, rage, like that? The press has been having fun with that one, and the deal with the guy who cut you off in traffic?"

'Bancroft glared at Harry as he slowly flexed his hands into fists. "I don't...have...issues. You understand me? Idiot had it coming! Cutting me off like that. Damn cager! And the wife just needed an attitude adjustment. Happens all the time."

"Okay. Fine. So how are things going to change with the military if you get..."

"When...!" 'Bancroft corrected Harry.

"Alright. When you get in, what is going to be done about the military presence that has been in the town for the last three years? Is there going to be answers finally for what really happened in what most now call 'The Quarantine Zone' and has the problem expanded out into Cherrydale as well?"

"Oh, those clowns? Hope they fine whatever it is they looking for and get the **** out of here."

"You mean you don't know why they are here?"

"Little Johnny Toy Soldiers and their friends from the MIB? Hey, they could be out there playing X-Files for all I know. All Mulder and Scully looking for ET the extra testicle. I want them out of here. Is bad for business. Bad for bikers."

"And the people?"

"What?"

"The people. The ones you expect to vote you into office?"

"Oh yeah. I guess so."

"So you don't have a single clue into any of this at all?"

"Quit bustin' my chops on this, Harry! Has anything happened since they have been here? Personally I think those boys and girls are having a nice, long, slow, circle jerk behind that fence. All 'Close Encounters' like that."

"Okay, anything in regard to your competition?"

"Competition? You shitting me, Harry?"

"Well, there are two other candidates for the..."

"You got a pair of burned out dykes and me. Who you gonna put your money on, Harry? This town needs a leader and I am the man for the job."

"I give up"

"About damn time, now get out of my face. Got to rally the troops and make the rally."

'Bancroft' stands up and yells for his 'bitches'. Harry holds his face in his hands and sighs.

End part 2. edited for missing material

[Mordechai]

"Care to join us? It seems Kira has been called away for now, she's working on plan 'C' I believe. The idea is everything to happen all at the same time. Kira needs to somehow be in two places at once however, unless either of you also have Claim Abode? And, Zoey? Have you looked at the cards at all about this guy?"

Mordechai listened to Alexandrea's answers. If this would affect the elections, it would be worth it. The one they called 'kiwi' needed to be in two places at once. Silently he considered the ramifications, then closed his eyes. Seven foot three hundred pounds of massive male leaned back against the bar. Slowly he raided one size sixteen, spiked New Rock boot to rest against his calf. One last look around confirmed that none here would report powers displayed in public, the killer sighed. The air around the gigantic male began to shimmer, a slight iridescent coloring similar to the fumes rising from a gas tank, as it was filled on a hot summers day. Mordechai's figure began to ripple, his outline distorting, colors blending and reforming. Most of all though, the killer seemed to be shrinking. The shimmering intensified til nothing could be seen through it, then faded away leaving a leggy, curvaseous blonde in a sheer bodysuit and feather boa in the killer's place. "Where do you need the other kiwi?" came out in a low gravely growl. '' I will have to work on the voice,'' he grunted.

Having an idea where this was headed, Mordechai picked up his phone, tapped 'contacts', 'Pru', 'Msg', then typed in one word "incoming" before clicking send. This was the agrred upon protocol for mission sensitive information flow. The killer slowly counted to thirty, then let his thought expand, as his mind reached out and found his friend and partners mind, and tapped in, a direct conduit. "Pru, another mission has come up, again, I need you to complete it. You will need those clothes that Cinnamon gave you." Next he sent her directions to the bar they were all at. "Put them on, with some makeup, and me here. This is mission critical Pru. It cant be avoided." Turning back towards Zodiac and Alexandrea, he concentrated more of his changeling power on his voice, and in a much better imitation, smiled sexily and spoke with a smokey female voice. "I called in some backup, Pru should be on her way" Smiling he ran his hand softly down Zodiacs arm and leaned over to kiss her cheek. "will I pass?" he queried as he gently used his thumb to remove the tell tale trace of lipstick.

[Prudence]

The red headed woman was sitting on the top of the bar, hunched over her English II book when she got a text from Mordie. Not a lot of people had this number, and those that did had their own tones. She put a pencil in the middle of the book, stretched out, then closed the book shut. She snorted lightly at the text, then waited for whatever was so gosh darn important to blast through her mind.

A mission? Well, ****. Anything was better than sitting around here reading about some Greek Tragedy. Didn't they all sorta live that at one time or another? But as he kept thinking at her, Prudence wasn't so sure getting out of homework was what she wanted to do after all. She had to wear what? He had to be ******* kidding!

Prudence groaned as she realized he wasn't and if this was what the mission entailed, then so ******* be it. She snatched the hardcover book off the counter, headed to her office and put the book in her messenger bag. The clothes he talked about were here, only because she had planned on giving them back to CC at one point, but she barely saw the ***** anymore, so it was by his dumb luck the few outfits were still here.

Prudence went through the three dresses and went for the one that wasn't half bad. She practically had to peel her way into the damn thing, but she managed to get it on. Followed by the removal of her boots, and spiked bracelets. All replaced with cheap, chinsy ****. Silver dangles, large hooped earrings and black strappy heel boots that tied just under her knee cap. She put on some fire engine red lipstick she had from some Halloween thing last year, followed by some light sand brown eye shadow. Anything more than that was ******* pushing it.This had better be a great ******* mission.

Deciding she didn't want her normal client base to see her like this, Prudence wrapped the shadows around her and ducked out of her own bar. She climbed into her yellow Chevy Nova, punched it to the bar and walked in like she owned the place. "Where the **** is that Brut?" Prudence's eyes scanned the sea of patrons as she tugged at the top of the dress, because god hadn't blessed her with the right assets to give her much curvature at the top. Or, sex appeal really.

[Zodiac]

"Actually, I have done spreads concerning all of them," she admitted to Alex just as some unnatural movement was caught in the corner of her eye. She turned expecting to see Mordie instead she saw the man mountain begin to distort and shrink down in size and shape. "HOY CHIT!" she exclaimed as the killer finished his transformation. She had that ability as well, but so far had never tried it, but she had not dreamed it could produce a result like this to turn someone into such a polar opposite of themselves.

She looked over the clever copy and was surprised when she was kissed. She smiled softly at his/her words as her own hand reached up and swept through the blonde locks gently. Several sinister thoughts ran through her head for a moment, but she decided to be nice for now.

"Mordie, my dear one? I think you wear this look too damn well. You have really been paying attention to Kenny I see." she smiled as she was now able to look him almost eye to eye for once. "This is one major trip in motion." She had to admit it. He was dead on copy of Kira (or Britney or whoever).

Prudence: "Where the **** is that Brut?"

She turned away from 'Mordie Spears' expecting to see Prudence, but was surprised again. "My, oh my, the changes are non stop now." she thought as she looked over the woman's new look. "Well hell," she sent to Mordie's thoughts. "I walk into some place with the two of you? Somebody be thinking I won the lottery or something."

She looked at Mordechai and grabbed him by the shoulders as she sent her mindspeak out to him and Pru.

"No, baby! Tell me you ain't leaving me to go with that latex bimbo!" she began to plead while clinging tighter. "Noooooo! Me and you, lover. I promise you'll know some of the nine billion names of God when I am done, because you will be calling a few hundred out bare minimum. Oh please!" she tried to keep her thoughts sounding serious but it was a loosing battle and laughter began to escape. The gypsy leaned her head against Mordie's new assets and mocked sobbed between giggles.

[Mordechai]

Mordechai froze as Zodiac's hands swept through his new blond tresses. Although his natural hair was longer, he had never felt the sensation before as his hair was constantly bound by a leather thong to keep it from interfering in his fighting and hunting.

"Mordie, my dear one? I think you wear this look too damn well. You have really been paying attention to Kenny I see."

A smile graced the painted lips as he smiled down at her, tho this time their height difference was but an inch or two. What an odd perspective he mused. Looking about he realized he couldn't see more than a few feet in each direction, hemmed in by the crowd. An almost claustrophobic feeling started to close in as he realized he would be unable see danger coming, until it was there. Even the chunky four inch heels of his knee high leather boots didn't raise him enough to see over heads.

A familiar voice brayed over the din, and as one the killer turned with Zo to look at the entrance door. And froze. A long legged red-head in a black latex mini was standing at the door, unsophisticatedly trying to stuff her breasts in to the skin tight shiny mini dress. As they were already in, he could only assume she was repositioning for comfort. He was amazed that her hands even fit in, evidently latex stretched well. Sudden recognition struck him as he whispered "holy ****...who is that and what have they done with our Pru?"

The last thing he saw as Zodiac grabbed his shoulders and twisted him away, was that evidently Britney wasn't the only one that didn't bother with panties and bra, looked like Pru was only good for one hand of strip poker.

"I walk into some place with the two of you? Somebody be thinking I won the lottery or something."

His chuckle sounded weird three octaves higher than normal but he just shook his head as he added, "We are supposed to get and keep Bancroft's attention... If i cant, I am sure Pru will in that." Turning his head to the door as Zodiac held on to him. He whispered "With Zo, I am dressed for the occasion as well." into the redhead's mind. Raising one hand he waited for her to see him. Glancing down at Zodiac as she started theatrically to grasp him, he could do nothing but chuckle at her words and actions. One look at Pru's prune face let him know the little mystic was broadcasting to both of them. The titian-hared killer hated mind speak, though he knew she would never say anything to their mute friend. Mordechai's chuckling stopped as he looked down, and realized a lot more jiggled as a female, than he ever had had as a male. Zodiac's pleading stopped as she laid her head against the killers new found twins. The brush of her hair sent a strange tingle through the killer's killer body.

Out loud, he called again, "Pru, over here we need to go over the plan" The breathy high pitched voice almost had him looking around himself, to see who spoke, as he rested one arm across Zodiac's shoulders. "We are making another run at the puppet, and all these here have a part in it. I need you Pru. We need you. Most of all I need you rock solid, cause this is a mission the likes of which I have never done before. It's for the mission Pru, are you with me?" The Britney look alike gave a toss of her head, settling her curls in place, as one hand smoothed the wrinkles in the translucent mini dress.

[Prudence]

This is ********! Prudence was fuming as she stepped inside, eyes peeled wide as she looked for Mordie. She didn't see him, but she did see Zodiac there. Well, ****. Their relationship was strained, over CC, go figure. Sometimes it felt like everything in her life both started and stopped with that woman. Actually, her relationship with Zo was non-existant.

Pru was just about to leave, when Zodiac decided to penetrate through her personal thoughts like all mind rapers felt they had the right to. She didn't react in her normal way about that, mostly because what Zodiac said was ******* rank! Prudence's lip curled up in disgust before her nose squished together.

The tall redhead moved to Zodiac she she was clued into Mordie's location, only to just bust out in a howl of laughter. "Just-whaaaaaaat?" She looked between Zodiac and the blonde bimbo next to her. At least that's what she looked like at first glance.

A finger pointed up in the sky after Mordie asked her a question. "Fine. But I ain't letting anyone dip their stick in this." She warned the both of them before she pulled down the black latex that hugged her *** all too well.

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