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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 17:51:31 GMT -5
Name: Griff Gender: Male Race: Human Age: 15 Height: 5'8"
Appearance: He resembles the character L from death note to a point. Though in a town like this, not too many are bound to watch a show like that and make the connection. His brown hair is back in an anime hair style, his eyes are a green color and always seem to have no emotion behind them. He's commonly dressed with a notebook and pencil hanging around his neck to make up for a lack of a backpack, his shirt has a mushroom on the front with letters saying "Eat Me!" stamped over it. His black cargo pants are baggy and have several holes in them, and he rarely bothers to wear shoes.
Abilities: He's stronger and more intelligent than most around him, and is still unaware of why he is. Likely thinks that the family gene pool favored him. He uses his strength to be quite the acrobat.
Personality: While he does look somewhat like L, he certainly has a similar way of doing things. He is fairly distant from others, normally saying something odd during a conversation. He is constantly bored, and shows it by doing unusual things in class.
Background: He lives with his parents and has only just begun to notice the weird things going on in town. He skipped the ninth and tenth grade and is currently in eleventh and still scoring near perfect grades. He likes to spend time in the forest, just eating his sweets and hanging out in trees. He never seems to run out of candy....
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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 17:39:09 GMT -5
Here's the base skeleton for the characters.
Name: Gender: Race: Human, or nearly anything that can hide itself as a human. Age: Should be about the age someone should be in school Height:
Appearance:
Abilities: Some humans have powers or gifts that they may or may not know as magical. Go ahead and make your own power, I trust the people on this board enough not to do a god power.
Personality:
Background: Try to include stuff like what grade they're in, how good of a student they are, and those sorts of details.
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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 17:27:57 GMT -5
Hmm, then I guess I'll make the profile board....
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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 16:32:00 GMT -5
Not much. I guess things would have taken a turn towards, kids at school start having weird things happen to them while they're at school and that eventually leads to some sort of.....thing.....That I haven't thought of yet.
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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 16:25:49 GMT -5
Just a slight idea I thought of while I was looking for an excuse to play my newest character. Generally the world is a boring place, with boring things to do, and the boring people that live within it. At least that's what most people subconsciously realize. What they don't realize is that they haven't seen one of the best parts yet. Those that have, or those that are somehow tied in with it have no idea what it was they've seen or what it is they are in most cases. But there are the last of them that do realize what they're tied into. They realize that they've seen the other side of reality, the world of fantasy.
Wakeforest, named for the large forest that surrounds the town was one of the more boring locations. One of the only things to do really is explore the woods, famed to hold spirits. Wakeforest is also rumored(Though only among those on the other side) to have the highest count of humans that are aware of the other side. Mainly due to the creatures that get a bit too comfortable in the woods and don't notice the approaching humans before they're spotted. Unfortunately it's sometimes the other way around as not all creatures are friendly....
Unknown to the people of the somewhat lazy town, there are a good deal of people that walk among them that are in truth creatures from the other side. Once common example would be werewolves. They aren't nearly as blood thirsty as legend says, but there are the instances where someone has been both ignorant enough and stupid enough to piss one off on the full moon. As a police officer said, "I don't know what happened here, but this guy pissed off the wrong murderer...." But things stay mostly peaceful around town despite the needs of the various inhabitants.
In particular, the school has a wealth of those who are aware. Though in this case, wealth means about ten. Those few are normally the oddballs, the weirdos, and the people that are generally shunned by society. But it's not a rule. Anyone could stumble upon or notice some sort of magic. Things seemed normal for the first few days of school, but then strange things started happening.....
If you want to join up, lemme know. Some of my idea have had absolutely no takers and I wasted a bit of space on a useless profile board in a few occasions.
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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 15:59:30 GMT -5
At the dock, a soldier waited with all the items that Kane had requested. " I hope you know what you're doing. That thing's a walking tank.....It's headed for entrance two, tearing up anything in it's way. It just passed through the cryo room a moment ago. You may be able to intercept it if you hurry."
As the Reaper moved through the complex, it was completely impossible not to notice the bodies that were simply laying around and riddled with large bullet holes. Distantly it sounded like a war was being waged within the compound, but by all appearances the other side was winning. But as she expected, everything else was in order. There were several dozen lockers labeled from 80 to 110. 110's was smashed open, which was considerable based on the make of the lockers and the titanium that made it and it's reenforcement. But that didn't matter. What did matter is that the security for her locker hadn't changed, allowing an easy recovery.
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Post by Crow on Jun 15, 2008 4:18:09 GMT -5
In the meantime, Garm was continuing his rampage, thinking nothing of the control panel he had just thrown a soldier into. Nearby a Cryo chamber hissed open, practically clouding the room in smoke as Garm continued out and on with his path of destruction. As it stomped away, chaingun fire was heard as well as the thud of bodies hitting the floor.
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Post by Crow on Jun 14, 2008 1:41:54 GMT -5
Ghost sighed again as he watched the beast bust down a door and begin blasting soldiers to chunks, heading for the exit. He nearly jumped when the comm blasted the room with static before Kane's voice was heard. "Hmm, there was a slight change in plans....Garm sent 95 to kiss the pavement. More accurately a red Corvette. Garm is still on the loose however, and I believe it will be fairly difficult to bring him back under control. You're a bit too useful to send into a family feud right now, but I suppose it can't be helped. The others are trying to stop him but- ooh, that looked painful, they aren't having much success. If you find a way to subdue the thing there's about two million in it for you. But it's optional. If it escapes we just blast it to hell and try again."
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Post by Crow on Jun 14, 2008 1:11:03 GMT -5
Meh, he's joining now.....As for abilities.....110 can practically regenerate from gunshots. I think a reduced version of his abillitys would be alright. After all, you're coming in as a previous experiment....And in other news, I might have a friend coming in that'll play as Garm. I did use his most common name for the project, so I kinda owed it to him. It still depends on how bored he gets though.
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Post by Crow on Jun 13, 2008 20:27:04 GMT -5
And I've dug this one up too. Please join up.
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Post by Crow on Jun 13, 2008 20:17:08 GMT -5
Hmm....Now that I'm back this rp is too....I just wanted to dig up the discussion topic again. As it is, I only have knight...If you want to join in I'll help you get things streightened out.
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Post by Crow on Jun 13, 2008 20:12:50 GMT -5
Too bad he wouldn't get a chance to enact that plan. Garm launched a left hook that shot the poor experiment out the window to fall several stories and take out a car. Garm screamed out in victory and just looked around for somthing to smash into a bloody pulp. Watching the event through a video camera, Ghost cringed. He was hoping that Garm would at least be weakened a bit....Oh well. "The brute will tire out eventually....I think...."
110's facial expression lightened a bit as he caught the device. "I won't destroy it, as for faking my death....I'd have to make it look like the corpse I left behind was unusable to them. Otherwise they'd try to extract the DNA and realize that I'm still alive. I'll look into it, but I'm not sure how I'm going to do it yet." He sighed as he started walking away, "Good luck with 95 and Garm. You'll need it." He got in the hummer and drove away, heading in the opposite direction of Red Corp.
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Post by Crow on Apr 24, 2008 22:47:37 GMT -5
He didn't grin or smile, "Fine, want me to tell you what's going on? I smashed up the records of what chemicals and genes they blended to make me. As well as which drugs and stimulants they put me on. The only reason they want me back is so they can clone me, and make those clones more obediant. As for the police, I'll be long gone, and you'll likley be in a-"
He cut off as he heard Kane's ATV beep a few times. His radio clicked on and Ghost's overly calm voice came in. "Attention all red corp staff, experiment 95 is running loose in the Redcorp facility 12. Return to exterminate him immediately, no matter how close you are to finding 110. Be warned, project Garm is also loose. Reward will be discussed after termination. " 110 smirked, "I wonder if he would be saying that if he knew where you were.....But first, tell me what you know about project Garm."
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Post by Crow on Apr 24, 2008 20:47:36 GMT -5
Garm's head jerked forward and it turned around, firing the chaingun as it went, tearing holes in the walls and decorations leading up to Blitz. It's helmet had a dent in it. Ghost's voice came over the intercomn, "Don't bother fighting him experiment 95. He was designed as defence against experiments like you. We would have sent him after 110, but at this point it must be obvious that he's not very good at tracking. But congradulations! You've destroyed our control on him! He is currently in the equivalent of a bloody screaming rage, and he's only going to get better at fighting you as things go on!"
"50 mil? Hardly thought I was worth that much. But that dosen't matter. I don't care how many of you they send, and I'm sure they don't care how many of you die.......I'm never returning to their demented slave experiments!"
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Post by Crow on Apr 23, 2008 0:00:11 GMT -5
The thing shouted louder as the pencil bounces off the thick glasslike material covering it's eyes, and just stared as Blitz landed on his chain gun. Blitz probobly thought it understood before it shouted again and started shaking the chain gun, launching a heavy punch with his other arm that would send the much smaller experiment flying if he didn't move. It certainly wasn't in the mood to be nice, that was for sure. It was actually quite likley that the thing couldn't even speak.
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