OOC: Alright, even though this RP is set on Earth, I'd prefer everyone start in the same area, if you please.
In a giant, underground submarine, etched with designs similar to human faces and propelled by a huge drill, sits a ten-foot giant made of metal, wielding a 9-foot long broadsword, forged from the srongest steel, and engraved with human faces.
"Mistress Serene, we've almost reached the target." One of her Followers, a man made of the same material as the sword, says. "We'll be there in aproximately one hour.
"Excellent." The woman says, her eyes, the only part of her body exposed, glimmering red. "Steady as she goes. They'll never know what hit them." She laughs, a horrid sound, like metal nails grinding against a chalkboard.
"Yes, my liege." The golem says, unaffected by the noise, bowing, and leaving.
"Tell me, madame, would you like to venture to a nearby cafe for lunch?" Eliot asks the bank teller, as some demons he summoned empty the vault.
"Sorry, it's against company policy not to date bank robbers." The lady says.
"Awwww..." Eliot sighs, looking down. "Can I at least have one of those lollipops?" He asks, reaching for the candy on the desk.
"No." She says, pulling the dish away.