The Sound of Silence RP Sign up

[CelesJessa]

Alright. I have returned and with my return, I have brought a new RP. ^^ (yaay)

And for once, this is a futuristic RP. (no way, right?)

This RP begins in a metropolis called Aeron. The world's leader in technology (picture Midgar from FF7 and imagine how advanced that place is compaired to the rest of the FF7 world, that's basically Aeron with technology somewhere in between Zanarkind and Midgar) A seemingly normal city on the outside....... but the city of Aeron isn't all it seems to be...

There are several sectors of Aeron:
Upper Sector- Where the rich executives and important people live. Kept very nicely, police is very organised
Middle Sector - The biggest sector. Most all of the businesses are here, hardly any residency. Police is very strict, especially around the Cheron buildings. (Cheron: major industry that controls much of the city, (think Shinra)
Lower Sector- As you've probably guessed, the lower sector is for the poor "scum" of Aeron live. Very dirty. The police is very unorganised and are known to be quite aggressive. Some of the shadier businesses are here.

You are all normal, everyday people who live in Aeron, or are currently visiting Aeron. (that means there should be a wide range of people) Weapons include all normal weapons (guns, whips, small explosives, etc (even swords if you really want one) as well as some small energy weapons (small lazer guns.)

And I think that covers everything without making a horrendously long sign-in thing. So here's the bio sheet:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Equipment: (weapons, items, etc)
Bio: (include here where you live in Aeron (the good areas, the poor areas, etc) or why you're visiting Aeron)

Alright I think I got everything. Any questions? (I might not be around to answer them right away, it's storming out and I might have to get off of the computer.)

[Dante]

I'll put someone up.

[Forever Zero]

FUTURISTIC RP, GLEEE! Thank you Celes! I'll definitly join up for this! Oh, and welcome back!

... Sorry, too excited...

[CelesJessa]

FUTURISTIC RP, GLEEE! Thank you Celes! I'll definitly join up for this! Oh, and welcome back!

... Sorry, too excited...

It's alright. It's good to be back.

And since it seems that there are some new RPers since I've been gone, I will introduce you to the rules. (yes, I know there are basic RP rules, but I would like to stress a few things)
1. While asking questions and such is alright if you need to make sure of something, remember my word is final in these arguements, if another RPer tells you to stop fighting and shut up until I get here, that would be good advice to heed.
2. No god moding
3. Let's all get along and make this a good RP. If you have an "attitude problem", I'll be sure to fix it with an "Iron (yet caring) Fist"! (heheh. I couldn't help myself)

Those are the three rules I would like to stress. I still expect the rest of the general RPing rules to be followed, these are just the three I want to make sure we are crystal clear on. ^^ heh.

[Bombshell]

I'll join.
Name:Ziff
Age:21
Gender:Male
Apperence:5 foot 3 inches, wears all black to hide apperence.
Equitment:a Copper sword
Bio:Lives in Lower Sector of Areon, Ex-police:Found out that job was so stupid in the lower section, since Ziff was in the police bussinuess for a while he has used only swords, also he snuck into the middle sector and stole the copper sword he owns, since Ziff lives in the lower sector he has become a part time thief, also Ziff once had parents who lived in the upper section but have abandoned him since he was three leaving him with nothing, and once had many allies but they all died from evil thieves which is why he became a part time thief. Everyone Ziff knew had died and he wants payback.

[BMHadoken]

I don't like to pass judgement, but I feel Bombshell's skillz are...lacking...

And you missed a lot Celes, but we're glad you're back. Now we just need Raiden to get his ass back and our big RP family will be complete.

And can we be a robot?

[Squishy Cheeks]

Now I'm regreting my self imposed exile.

[BMHadoken]

When did you exile yourself?

[IHateMakingNames]

... whips...

Hehehe...

What is transportation? Hovering stuff or wheels?

[lazy man]

Grrrr......I would join, but, as some of you know, I'm grounded. I'll join in late if this lasts until next Friday.

[Squishy Cheeks]

I exiled myself from Celes rps since invariably I get in a fight with IHMN.

[Forever Zero]

Aww come on, can you two even play nice in just one of Celes' RPs without trying to rip each other's heads off? And we did make it through Perdition's despite the fights. With Celes back, it's almost like a RP Family Reunion here for crying out loud, so can you two at least learn to take your battles to PM or something?

Also, a question. There are laser weapons, but are their cybernetics, IE robotic eyes or arms or legs or whatever?

[GatoFiero]

I'll join. Give me a sec to think up a character. This time I think I’m going to take you up on the "normal, everyday people" thing. Muwahahahahahahahaha!

Edit - Oh, and welcome back, i also recently came back. I still haven't gotten to dip into my new bag of tricks though. A word to all you newbies out there, don't make my angry or i can send you content that'll give you nightmares.

[Darth SS]

*gives CJ a great big hug*

This is the one you told me about? Okay, would I get in trouble if I busted out what I was suggesting?

The R-Gun?

[Squishy Cheeks]

Not going to happen. I'm happy she's back, but I gave her my word never again, and this is my ultimate solution.

[lazy man]

Oh yeah, forgot to say welcome back and all that stuff.....well, welcome back and have a happy time roleplaying with everyone again! Now I just need to think about my guy, who probably won't even make it into the story.

[Krylo]

Name: Jenessa
Age: 17
Gender: Female.
Appearance: Too lazy to type.
Equipment: Whip of Authority, Black Bondage Gear, a few flogs, etc. etc.
Bio: Jenessa is the world famous owner of "Jenessa's Pain and Pleasure Palace," which is, naturally, located in the lower levels of Aeron, in order to avoid too much police scrutiny.

[CelesJessa]

Alrighty, I lost this message earlier because somebody unplugged the network when I sent it. *glances at brother* I'm going to smack somebody.

Bombshell- Like BM was saying, do you think you could put a little more into your bio? I'd appreciate it if you did.

BM- You can't be a robot.

JAD- I won't hold you to your promise. You can be in my rp.

IHMN- How did I know that you were going to be the one to pick out the "whips" out of that whole thing? At least I know you read all of it. ^^ Oh yeah, and I like your new Avatar, I just got to watch the rest of RvB recently. Caboose is the best.

Forever- There are cybernetics, but they wouldn't be extremely high-quality, unless you were really really really really rich.

Also, I forgot to mention but your characters can't have some really big-time important job, like the CEO of some important company.

EDIT:

Krylo- Ha ha. Very funny Krylo. That whip keeps coming back to haunt me.

[Squishy Cheeks]

Dude Krylo, you are so going to hell for that.

[IHateMakingNames]

Hehehe...

What is transportation? Hovering stuff or wheels?

You skipped my question.

[CelesJessa]

You skipped my question.

Whoops. I answered it last time I wrote that post.

There will be hovering car-things, but they won't hover much more than about a foot off of the ground. There are regular wheeled vehicles for the less wealthy people.

[Bombshell]

I'll edit my post and put more in the bio section.

[Forever Zero]

Forever- There are cybernetics, but they wouldn't be extremely high-quality, unless you were really really really really rich.

Well I'm not looking to lift buses and punch holes in metal doors, but are they better then the normal biological counterpart?

Dude Krylo, you are so going to hell for that.

You didn't figure this out from the countless other stuff he did?

[GatoFiero]

Name: Shad Ligonis
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance: Caucasian, brown hair (cut short), deep set green blue eyes, 5’11”, and ears that seem too large for his head.
Equipment: Laptop, penknife, windbreaker jacket, foldable umbrella, and a bag which is large enough to hold the said laptop, umbrella, and his work papers.
Bio: Shad is an energetic, yet unremarkable virtual reality programmer who lives in the Middle Sector of Aeron. Shad has made a name for himself in the VR programming world for his excellent work in the area of water dynamics. He can create the best damn puddles you’ve ever seen. He frequents a local bar in the hopes of meeting a woman but never does; he is however, a very good darts player. Shad also sometimes goes down to the local community college and tutors students on mathematics, physics and programming.

[Krylo]

JAD-I'm already going to hell for all the other shit I've done. Figured I might as well upgrade (downgrade?) to a few levels lower.

Celes-What? I was serious.


Fine fine. If I can't use that character...

Name: Derek
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: Derek stands about 5'10" tall, and is rather thin and gangly, to the point that it's amazing he's able to wield the shotgun and .45 at all, much less fire them without losing a limb to the kick... but he can. In fact, he doesn't look dangerous at all. If one were to put him into a stereotype just from the way he looks, clothing not-with-standing, they'd probably say either 'geek' or 'nerd', thanks to his frame. His face, thankfully, doesn't look 'geeky' at all, although it is rather effeminate, with a thin jaw-line, thin nose, and long eyelashes, which merely lends more to the initial feeling of his being completely non-dangerous. Even his eyes, which are a brilliant shade of bright emerald green, are light and jovial, completely belying his skills and job, as does his hair, which is long and tousseled about his head.
Equipment: A pair of .25 caliber semi-automatic pistols, a long barrel .45 revolver, a sawed off 8-gauge shot gun, a jack knife, brass knuckles, and a kevlar/poly-cotton weave duster with a lead lining which has been altered to hold and conceal his various guns.
Bio: Derek is a hired bodyguard and gunslinger, and, even though he lacks any formal training, he's very good at the latter half. Unfortunately, he also has the worst luck of any bodyguard in Aeron city, and so, although his skills have always been enough to keep his clients alive, no one that hires him ever manages to pay him without getting shot at least once along the way.
As a result, he doesn't get hired very often, and even when he does he doesn't get paid very often. Who's going to tell a mob boss that they HAVE to pay... even though they took a bullet in the kneecap when you were suppose to be guarding them? Not Derek, that's for damn sure. Unfortunately, that also means that when you're asking such questions as 'who knows where they're going to get their next meal?' the answer is also 'Not Derek'. What little money he does get tends to go toward keeping his weapons and duster in good repair, because without them he can't make any more money.
Although he lives in the lower section of Aeron city, he's been known to end up in all the sections thanks to his job, although the upper area is a bit rare lately. All the CEOs can afford bodyguards with better records.

[lazy man]

I give up. I just won't do this right now. Too many things going on in school (yes, I'm still in school), finals are next week, my brain's probably been fried by being in my room with no air conditioning (and I'm in the attic, so it's more like an oven), and I have nothing to do otherwise. I'm just going to stop until summer vacation comes and I can actually think alittle more clearly.

[Royalspork]

uh I am oddly (I don't like the futuristic type rps) attracted to this rp, but my question is, how good are the shields and armor?

I am thinking modern ronin backstory.

[Darth SS]

Name: Brad (Better known an B-Rad)
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: I'll get around to it. Just think Happy doctor meets Hitman meets Sam Fisher
Equipment: Various scalpels, needles (arm), medicines (arm), some swabs, and the neccesary bandages, as well as anti-bacterial stuff. He also has something called a laser scalpel. There's one in the tip of each finger, and it projects about half an inch out, and is about three times effective as a normal scalpel. He can also set them to cauterize. Also, contained within his forearm (which opens) is a needle and a few chemicals.
Bio: Brad is a doctor. In fact, a very good one. He lives in the Middle Sector, and is in the business of saving lives. Or, he was. Right up until someone thought it would be hilarious to drug him, then amputate his arm and sell it on the black-market. So, he got a bionic replacement. He outfitted it to aid with his surgery, and other medical stuff. Most notably not having to run around for chemicals.

[batgirl]

Celes! Welcome back, we all missed you.

I originally wanted to do a paramedic character, but SS kinda took the doctor thing, I'll think of something else.

The second you come back the whip comments begin.

[Forever Zero]

The second you come back the whip comments begin.

Well, she IS the one that originated the whip, and note the two people that immediatly brought it up...

[Krylo]

I only brought it up because IHMN did... and at least I was original.

[Forever Zero]

True, I don't think either of you have filled out a Sign-Up that way before... So krylo gets the point for originality.

[IHateMakingNames]

I just wanted to point it out because no one else had, but I had to make some sort of comment.

[Dante]

SS! You bloody punk, you stole my character idea! No matter... I shall run a Mastah Slayah combat twink and strike the fear fo God into all of you!

[Forever Zero]

You watch your Mastah Twinkin, cause I have my Mercenary that I'm working on...

[Krylo]

I already have a bodyguard/gunslinger combat type... I think I beat you all to it.

[IHateMakingNames]

It's a laser that shoots out of the wrist of his bionic arm, that has a range of about three inches. It is about 10 times as effective as a normal scalpel, so he uses it in intensive surgeries where he can't waste time.

Forever- There are cybernetics, but they wouldn't be extremely high-quality, unless you were really really really really rich.[


SS, I'm no bionics expert, but I think having a laser in your wrist would count as high quality.



Twink? I always thought it was twik...

[CelesJessa]

Well I'm not looking to lift buses and punch holes in metal doors, but are they better then the normal biological counterpart?

They can be better, if you are really wealthy. For the most part, robotic body parts are used for people who had already lost a bodypart in an accedent, and in those cases, the cheapest ones are much worse than the biological counterpart while the more expensive ones can exceed the biological part by a little.

Example-

Regular Eye- like a regular human eye.
Cheap Robotic Eye/Visor- Much blurrier and these are known to malifunction often.
Expensive Robitic eye- better than 20/20 vision, maybe it can zoom in a little, stuff like that.



HighonPawns- The armor wouldn't be too awesome. No armor that reflects bullet shots or anything like that. (remember, you are, for the most part, normal, everyday people. I don't know about you, but I don't keep a suit of armor with me at all times. ^^ heh

And from what I see, everybody's sign up so far looks good to me.

And thanks for the welcome back everyone. ^^

EDIT: SS I forgot, your arm would probably have a habit of malifunctioning every now and then, that's how most all mechanical bodyparts would work.

[IHateMakingNames]

(remember, you are, for the most part, normal, everyday people.

Normal... Right...

Let's see, we have the body guard (Already not normal) who can't prevent his employers from getting shot.

Then we have a doctor who for some random reason had his arm cut off and sold, and get a cyborg arm with a laser in it, then decided to snipe people. (Side note: I would rather stay injured then have an unstable laser in a poorly made cyborg arm to cut me).

Gato's character is actually normal though.

[BMHadoken]

Hmm...no robots...hmm...everything good is getting taken...hmm...shinobi thing would be stupid and out of place...hmm...and theres absolutly no way we can be from the Top level?

Ooh...what about mind powers...thats going out on a limb but theres not much else to try...

[Forever Zero]

Ta-da, character finished.

Name: Zeth Durahan
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Appearance: He stands at 6 foot 1 inches tall, and is fairly tall compared to the norm. His muscular frame speaks of one that finds physical activity necessary in his work, and takes to his duty with a gusto. He wears an all black form-fitting body armor bodysuit, but to disguise it he normally wears a white T-shirt, khaki pants, and a brown leather jacket over it. While he is still pretty young, his face is covered in brown stubble that matches his messy brown hair, and looks aged before it's time, with his calm grey eyes giving him the look of wisdom beyond his years.

Equipment: A Redline laser pistol he wear on his right belt holster, a Predator heavy pistol in a holster in his jacket, and a Vibro-knife he keeps in a holster in his right boot just in case. He also wears a full suit of the latest in form-fitting body armor underneath his normal clothes. He has had his right arm replaced with very high grade cybernetics that are meant to look exactly like his previous flesh and blood arm.

Bio: Zeth used to live a poor life as an orphan on the Lower Sector, scrabbling about and making due whenever he could. As he grew up, he always felt constrained by the Lower Sector. The populace was stagnating, the police were brutal, the jobs were poor, and chances of advancement were near non-existant. However, whenever he rescued a newspaper from the garbage to learn a bit more about what was going on, he always heard about mercenaries, hired by the big coperations to do their dirty work while leaving no trail back to who did it. He dedicated himself to the goal of becoming a mercenary, since that would be a way he could make money and pull himself out of the grime of the Lower Sector. Whenever he had free time, he would train in any way possible, mostly with old, broken guns he found and repaired himself, and use until the guns broke again. He made a minor reputation for himself doing deeds for others in the Lower Sector, often for little or no money, but it payed off in the end when a big corperation was putting together a mercenary group, and one of their contacts heard about an up and coming mercenary from the Lower Sector. Ever since then, Zeth has been getting larger and larger contracts from corperations to work for them on missions, and has become a well known figure amongst Illegal and Mercenary circles, going as far as to join a small group of mercenarys known as the Radical Dreamers. He has made some pretty big money, and could live amongst the rich on the Upper Sector, but instead prefers to keep some of his secrecy in the Middle Sector, and uses the money he makes for his equipment and cybernetics he uses on his jobs.

[CelesJessa]

Hmm...no robots...hmm...everything good is getting taken...hmm...shinobi thing would be stupid and out of place...hmm...and theres absolutly no way we can be from the Top level?

Ooh...what about mind powers...thats going out on a limb but theres not much else to try...

What kind of mind powers are we talking about.

To give things for people to be, you don't have to be "completely" normal, I just didn't want a huge band of seasoned warriors heading out to take care of business.

[BMHadoken]

I was thinking more 'mindy' powers, thought reading, 'mind blasts'...nothin physical like telekinesis basically, but not mind control.

Maybe an actual psychic whos forced to read palms or somethin on the middle level.

[IHateMakingNames]

FZ... Celes specificly said that none of us are to be rich, and your guy would have to be rich several times over to get all of those cyborg parts (Good ones). And he is completely not normal (Even less then the sniping doctor).

[CelesJessa]

Well, I don't have problems with psychic powers as long as it's "thought reading" kind of stuff. Looking into the future just complicates things and moving things with your mind makes you a person that would be experimented on until death.

And nice sign up Forever. If I had an example sign up for everyone to refer to, I would use Forever's.

[IHateMakingNames]

And nice sign up Forever. If I had an example sign up for everyone to refer to, I would use Forever's.

He has not one, but 3 high quality cyborg parts... And he doesn't even live in the upper level... And he has a body fitting armor thing under his clothes... At the age of 24....

If he is the example, I defientally need to give the character I was about to use some better stuff... Like a rocket launcher the size of a pistol...

[CelesJessa]

He has not one, but 3 high quality cyborg parts... And he doesn't even live in the upper level... And he has a body fitting armor thing under his clothes...

But he gave very good reason for how he got the money for each of the things. But maybe 3 high quality things are a bit too much. *smack* I need to get with the program when I check the characters.

[BMHadoken]

IHMN, didn't you see the part where he's part of a high profile merc group...and he's self trained...and apparently one of the best in the city...he goes great with all the normal joes...

[Royalspork]

HighonPawns- The armor wouldn't be too awesome. No armor that reflects bullet shots or anything like that. (remember, you are, for the most part, normal, everyday people. I don't know about you, but I don't keep a suit of armor with me at all times. ^^ hehwasn't refering to us, but to our opponets. like gaurds and such

[Forever Zero]

This is the future, who is to say what is and isn't normal? The elite Corperations need someone to do their dirty work to try and bring the competition down a notch, so why would a mercenry be a totally uncommon figure? I will drop one of the cyberarms however.

[RangerAidan]

I'll throw one up tomorrow if there's still space then, so...yeah, I'll do that.

[CelesJessa]

IHMN, didn't you see the part where he's part of a high profile merc group...and he's self trained...and apparently one of the best in the city...he goes great with all the normal joes...

Alright alright, sorry sorry. I was referring more to how it was a well written profile. Some things are wrong with it, as I notice now. (sorry my brain was fried by the insanely hot dance studio.)

Forever you should probaby cut down on the mechanical body parts at least.

[Forever Zero]

I dropped one of the arms, and I'll drop the eye as well if it is still a problem.

[IHateMakingNames]

How good is this 'form fitting body armor'? If it's form fitting and fits under other clothing, I would assume it is nothing more then thin layer of clothing...

[Royalspork]

would being stoic be consetered god moddy?

[CelesJessa]

I dropped one of the arms, and I'll drop the eye as well if it is still a problem.
you might want to. As others have pointed out, it would be unfair to let you have two good bionic body parts. sorry abou tthe confusion earlier.

[Forever Zero]

How good is this 'form fitting body armor'? If it's form fitting and fits under other clothing, I would assume it is nothing more then thin layer of clothing...

It's a thin layer of rubbery armor. It's not going to stop a bullet or laser, but it will lessen the damage of physical blows like punches or thrown objects.

[BMHadoken]

Name: Jude (or Psyco the Amaaazing)
Age: Mid 20s
Gender: Male
Appearance: A pale, meek, scrawny little man with messy black hair, he's very skittish. Usually wringing his hands and looking around.
Equipment: Since he knows there's trouble on the streets, he carries around a pistol, although he's a horrible shot.
Bio: Jude found out he was psychic around ten, and used it to fool people and cheat on tests. As life dragged on he began to curse his skill, and now grimly sits in a hole in the wall on Middle Level, 'reading palms' and telling people's futures by picking things at random from their minds. He makes enough as Psyco the Amaaazing to pay the store's rent, so he sleeps in the back and only leaves his 'shop' to get food and amenities. Since he can read the sickest thoughts of those around him, he is always wary.
Extra: Jude can read minds, give some a concentrated mega-migraine (usually incapacitates them, sometimes knocks them out), and 'allude' minds (distract them by making them believe they're seeing something else).

[GatoFiero]

He has not one, but 3 high quality cyborg parts... And he doesn't even live in the upper level... And he has a body fitting armor thing under his clothes... At the age of 24....

If he is the example, I defientally need to give the character I was about to use some better stuff... Like a rocket launcher the size of a pistol...

Humm, perhaps your right. Maybe i should give my guy a sports car too.... Meh, my guy is twincked, most of you just don't realize it yet. If the pen is mightier than the sword, then just think of the damage my penknife could do!

EIIYAAA!
*charges FZ's character and stabs him through the leg with a penknife*
*FZ’s character suddenly dies due to wounds caused by repeated penning*

[IHateMakingNames]

I think we've offically gone beyond the point of 'normal' characters, even for a futuristic world.

[Forever Zero]

you might want to. As others have pointed out, it would be unfair to let you have two good bionic body parts. sorry abou tthe confusion earlier.

It's no problem. I was figuring this was like a combination of the city from FF7 with the tech level of Shadowrun. I am toned down from a Shadowrun level character, but I'm better then a normal person. I dropped the eye and one arm, leaving a right robotic arm.

[IHateMakingNames]

Name: Bill Rogers
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: (Will make it up later)
Equipment: Two pocket knives (A basic one, and then one of those giant ones with about 30 things hidden in it), a pencil, a pen, a notepad, a bunch of rubber bands, some paper clips, a roll of stoch tape, a roll of duct tape, and some magnets.

Bio: Bill lives outside of Aeron, in a far off city called Tedus. Tedus has no levels, the rich have to live near the poor. Working as a detective for the police force in Tedus, Bill was sent to Aeron to investigate and search for a criminal from Tedus who may have run to Aeron to hide. The Tedus city government paid for a hotel in the upper level of Aeron, so currently Bill lives in the upper level, though most of the time he is either in the middle or lower levels to investigate.

Bill has a natural gift of being able to solve anything with the simplest of items. If a guy is shooting at him with a gun, Bill can take him out with a rubber band, some paper clips, and some well-angled pieces of metal on the walls.




krylo, why are all of your characters always pretty boys?

[Darth SS]

Actually, I'm removing the sniper rifle, and the whole wanna-be super hero thing.

Actually, I'm gonna' get rid of all the guns, and the poisons. And tone down what he carries.

Also, I'm cutting the laser length down to about half an inch....and putting one in each finger. Justification? For the surgery cuts that he wants cauterized, and are so exact, he wants to just trace it with his finger to be sure.

[BMHadoken]

Wow IHMN...is his middle name Mcgyver...

[IHateMakingNames]

Wow IHMN...is his middle name Mcgyver...

Yes, yes it is.

Difference between MacGyver (Not McGyver) is everything MacGyver does works, because it is his show. Bill is not the star of a show, and his plans will be more outragous and random (Because I am making them up.

As well as personality and stuff (Bill is an oddball, and tends to make up strange plans for simple things like toasting his bread).

[Darth SS]

Is my invention (that I hath dubbed the Doctor Arm) allowed?

Come on Cewes....pweeeease?

[BMHadoken]

Its Mac...damn...I hate silent letters...

[Forever Zero]

So he's like a cross between Red Mage (Crazy plans that only sometimes work) and MacGyver (Ability to contruct nearly anything from anything)...

[GatoFiero]

Is my invention (that I hath dubbed the Doctor Arm) allowed?

Come on Cewes....pweeeease?
Does it have a big pincer claw at the end?! Because if it does i'll help you beg for it.

[Dante]

I feel like playing a streetwise pimp masta...

[IHateMakingNames]

I feel like playing a streetwise pimp masta...

You better be that...

[CelesJessa]

Is my invention (that I hath dubbed the Doctor Arm) allowed?

Come on Cewes....pweeeease?


What would be your invention? The bionic arm with the lazer?

[Darth SS]

We got a failing bodyguard, a mercenary, a detective, a psychic, and a doctor.

Dammit, WE NEED A PIMP. With a CANE.


EDIT- Celes: Check my profile. I toned down the laser, but added more, and gave him a needle with some chemicals in the forearm. But the forearm just opens. The stuff has to be applied manually.

[GatoFiero]

...you forgot my character, the programmer...is my character so normal that no one notices him? I've done that character before though, he was an accountant assassin, he had shuriken calculators and a rocket launching briefcase.

[IHateMakingNames]

A failing body guard, a programmer, a doctor, a mercenary, a detective, a psychic, and a pimp.

We're like some sort of screwed up A-Team.

[BMHadoken]

You put programmer twice...and forgot me...and Bombshell, but hes no biggie...

[CelesJessa]

A failing body guard, a programmer, a doctor, a mercenary, a detective, a programmer, and a pimp.

We're like some sort of screwed up A-Team.

Yep, not to mention whatever character I'm going to come up with. ^^

Gato you character was fine.

SS, it's alright as long as the "it can store few chemicals" means "very few" chemicals. I don't want his whole forearm to open to reveal enough chemicals to make a small meth lab.

[Darth SS]

Most likely Morphine, an anesthetic, and maybe one other.

[Forever Zero]

A failing body guard, a programmer, a doctor, a mercenary, a detective, a psychic, and a pimp.

We're like some sort of screwed up A-Team.

So who gets to play Mr.T in this A-Team? I'll change my character if it lets me finish every other post with, "I pity the foo!" and "I'll throw you helluva' far, sucka!"...

[BMHadoken]

If this is A-Team we also can't hit a thing...equipped with machine guns and no one ever got hit...

[Xennith]

Name: Nathaniel Remmon
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Lanky, unshaven and wears glasses. 5'9", 163 lbs. Wears travelling clothes.
Equipment: Carries a revolver (or equivalent), a personal computer, and a combat knife.
Bio: A travelling archaeologist and historian interested in the city's past, visiting so that he can learn about the nearby area and dig up ancient mysteries.

Now you can add "an archaeologist" to that list IHMN.

[Darth SS]

He has a good point.

[Dante]

Of course the Pimp Masta's goign to play Mr. T.

[Forever Zero]

Of course the Pimp Masta's goign to play Mr. T.

Well as long as someone does. You can't have the A-Team without Mr.T...

[IHateMakingNames]

A failing body guard, a programmer, a doctor, a mercenary, a detective, a psychic, a pimp, and an archaeologist.

We're like some sort of screwed up A-Team.

I can see our mission now…

“After shooting your way into an empty warehouse, you have to fix our spy's broken leg. He has the codes you need to program something, but he is mute, deaf, and has no arms, so you must find some way to get the info out of his head. Soon, guards will come after you. They are all whores and desperate for money, so you must find a way to get rid of them. After that, you will all suddenly be snatched into a net. Nearby there are some ropes, a chandelier, two pieces of gum, some barb wire, and a stuffed monkey. Once you are free, you must find the ancient laptop. Then program it. Once done, you must escort our spy out and back to the base.”

[CelesJessa]

After that, you will all suddenly be snatched into a net. Nearby there are some ropes, a chandelier, two pieces of gum, some barb wire, and a stuffed monkey.

I'm going to have to throw in a stuffed monkey and barbed wire some time, just to see what your character does with it.

Xennith, your character sounds alright.

[batgirl]

I'll have something up tomorrow, I have to think more. Since SS is still all doctor-y, a paramedic might be too similar. Any suggestions?

[IHateMakingNames]

"After using the barbed wire to cut a small hole in the stuffed monkey's back, Bill replaces the stuffing with the barbed wire.

'Guard! I found this cute little stuffed monkey. Would you like to hug it?'

The guard, intreged by the offer of petting a cute monkey, unlocked the door. Opening it ajar, the guard stuck his hand in for the monkey. Carefully, Bill placed the monkey in the guard's hand so the barbs would not touch him.

Once he cute monkey was in his possession, the guard slammed the door shut. The cute monkey was to much for him to bear, so before he remembered the lock the door, the guard hugged the adorable creature.

'Ow!' The guard yelled out as the barbs dug into his skin.

With that yell, Bill slammed the door open and jumped out. Using the stuffing from the monkey, he throw it at the guard's face. Being blinded by the stuffing in his face and the slight pricks of the barbs, the guard tripped on his own feet and fell over. Bill took this oppertunity to grab the stuffing and sufficate the guard until he passed out."

[Dante]

Name: Pontius Ashvin, AKA "Masta P"

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance: A stout, powerful and bald black man in his early thirties, Masta P dresses richly, wearing a heavy fur coat, a broad white hat with a feather in it and expensive jewelry, such as a thick chain necklace and jeweled rings on each finger. In addition, he carries a heavy metal cane with a golden eagle as a headpiece. However, despite his obvious affluence, his panoply is tastefully arranged and actually fits together, as opposed to being a jumble of accessories and clothes.

Equipment: Nothing Pontius wears is what it seems, apart from the jewelry. After several failed assassination attempts by jealous rivals, his fur coat was sewn with ballistic cloth and light ceramic armor plating, enough to protect against a shotgun and pistol fire, but not doing much to rifle rounds.

His cane is made of solid steel, and weighs somewhere around 10 kilos - however, his tremendous arms allow him to swing it around as though it weighed no more than a couple of ounces. It breaks apart in the center to form two small batons, and Masta P is very skilled in their use. Many a punk has gotten the shock of his life as this seemingly harmless "old man" beats them down with hardly more effort than he would take to open the door.

And his jewelry, while normal, is decpetively useful. Pontius finds that having rings on the hand serves as a very good substitute for knuckle dusters, and the almost-solid layer of gold chain on his chest has protected him from gunshots and shivs more than once.

Of course, this is rarely tested - for the most part he is warded by his bodyguards, and even if he were not, his reputation among the higher and lower levels serves to ward away all but the most foolhardy or desperate hoodlum.

Bio:

The man called Masta P was not always the rich crime boss he is today. He began as a lowly gangster, Pontius Ashvin, in the lower levels of Aeron.

Born in the gutter and raised in the streets, Pontius was the quintessential street rat. He had no name until he saw a trivid holocast of "The B-Team", where the character called Pontius Ashvin caught his eye because he was as black as he was. Pontius took the name for himself, which fit very well given his innate physical aggression. Whenever he fought, his sheer ferocity would overwhelm most foes, and he quickly developed a reputation as a man who would stop at nothing to get his way.

Eventually, he was recruited by a crime family as an enforcer, and while being part of an organization removed the unpredictability of the past, the direct approach he took to most problems still remained. Pontius was infamous for causing more problems than he solved in his attacks, which was why he and his gang of low-life degenerates were usually held in reserve until some truly great threat merited his presence. When not on active duty, he was sent to police the Family's territory, and his violence of action meant that any neighbourhood patrolled by him quickly found its crime rate dropping to zero as the hoodlums scrambled to flee from him.

As he grew older, however, his temper mellowed, and he went from a fiery vigilante to merely being a ruthless leader of men. After the head of the Family was killed in a shoot-out, Pontius managed to gain control of the nightclubs and brothel operations, leaving the drugs, alcohol and gambling enterprises to the other lieutenants. It was at this point that Pontius changed his name to "Masta P" to represent that he was a changed man, and to avoid any unnecessary stigma associated with his prior vocation. Using the remnants of his "B-Team" and the services of a capable major-domo of the Family, Pontius managed to organize the acquired properties into a lucrative base of capital.

Masta P was different from other pimps in that he treated his girls very well. He treated them like ladies, provided they acted like ladies. While he could be very tolerant of an individual girl's troubles ( he let a prostitute who wanted out go with his blessing, though usually most did not want to leave) he was adamantly against drugs being used by his "employees" and against "bitchy" behavior in his girls. If he saw them happening, he dismissed them without further discussions. And if any fool should actually dare to harm his girls... well then, that fool wouldn't make the mistake twice.

A quirk of Masta P is that he likes to walk the neighbourhood in disguise, wearing a heavy, plain coat over his clothes and hiding his stick's head inside his cloak. Some say he patrols the place. Some say he's spying on his enemies, and possibly, friends. But only he knows that he does this to get to know his territory better, as well as the people living on it. He masks himself so well that sometimes even his own minions fail to recognize him, and this is how he likes it.

[IHateMakingNames]

After several failed assassination attempts by jealous rivals, his fur coat was sewn with ballistic cloth and light ceramic armor plating, enough to protect against a shotgun and pistol fire, but not doing much to rifle rounds.

His fur coat stops shotguns? And pistols for that matter? Celes said before no bullet reflecting armor...

HighonPawns- The armor wouldn't be too awesome. No armor that reflects bullet shots or anything like that.

[CelesJessa]

I'm still trying to figure out how to respond to a pimp on our team. He's not going to be constantly saying "I pity da foo'" is he? And like IHMN said, the armor is a bit too much.

[GatoFiero]

Hey, he's a pimp. Let him have the armor. He also needs one of those crazy hats.

[batgirl]

Name: Paige Ramsey
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Appearance: 6'0 with auburn hair, brown eyes and a slightly athletic build. She can usually be found wearing her paramedic uniform which consists of a blue or black paramedic shirt and jeans with black work boots and her EMS jacket.
Equipment: Trauma bag which contains seringes and various fluids (like salene), bandages and gauze, burn gel, scissors, masks, gloves, and other medical supplies. A boot knife and a 99 millimeter gun for protection and a standard issue EMS First Response Ambulance.
Bio: Paige works as a paramedic on the lower level, so she has seen her share of horrors. She diligently is known always as "first on the scene, first to leave" and boasts a very fast transport time. She has lived in Aeron all her life, being born on the lower level. She wanted to help those whom she saw getting hurt everyday, so she joined the ambulance corps.

I hope it's alright to actually have an ambulance...

[Dante]

Hmm. I wanted his coat to be a slightly upgraded version of modern-day personal armor. If he gets hit by a shotgun or a powerful handgun, there's going to be massive blunt force trauma. It's like getting hit by a sledgehammer or a thrown brick - it may not break the skin, but it'll hurt like hell, and it can cause broken bones, concussions or even death with just one shot.

He's not invulnerable - the armor just covers for him in case he can't get to cover in time. There's a ceramic hard plate over his chest which *is* proof against rifle rounds, but it's over his heart, and not very big. In any case, he only wears it when he's expecting trouble.

And Masta P won't be in gutta-talk mode all the time. He's respectable now, y'know?

[Krylo]

It has Kevlar and ceramic plating, I guess, so it wouldn't be too far off for it to stop pistol shots, but a shotgun blast from close range would probably rip through it.

[Dante]

It wouldn't pierce the skin, but it would break every bone under the protected area, which is just as bad. And it would stun him with pain.

[Xennith]

I think we can come to the concesus here that it generally hurts to get shot.

Moving on...
What should the limit on having your own transport be? I know batgirl mentioned something about an ambulence, and my archaeologist could use a travel-worn jeep.

[Dante]

Well, Masta P can whistle up a fleet of Pimpmobiles...but I say he walks. Masta P don't like cars much. They can blow up.

[Krylo]

How about if we get a big black van with "A-Team" painted in white on the side?

[CelesJessa]

I don't really mind if you have your own transportation at the begining of the RP, as long as it's reasonable. (no hovercars for the poor people or big black A-team vans) But don't be expecting to keep those vehicles for very long. heh heh heh. Oops. Did I say that out loud?

[Dante]

Someone please tell me about the A-Team again?

[Forever Zero]

I'm fine with losing my personal transportation, but don't take the dream of an A-Team van away from us!

Someone please tell me about the A-Team again?

*GASP* You don't know?! Here is an intro:

"In 1972 a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the A-Team."

The A-Team are:
"Hannibal" Smith (George Peppard)
Templeton "Faceman" Peck (Dirk Benedict)
H.M. Murdock (Dwight Schultz)
B.A. Baracus (Mr. T).

For more info, look here: http://www.ateamshrine.co.uk/

[Krylo]

I pita the foo' who don't know the A-Team!

[Squishy Cheeks]

<Tells Krylo the atomic weight of gold. I laugh my ass off as he is crushed to death by his necklaces, chains, and medalions.>

Who want's a smoothie?

[h4x.m4g3]

hope I'm not too late

Name: Wily Jankins (Crazy Dr.Wily)
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Crazy Dr.Wily is a sight to see. His right eye is cybernetic and was originally high quality though he claims to have repaired often times he must hit the side of his own whenever it cuts out, and most of the features don't work on it anymore except for the HUD. His right eye sits halfway out of his head and is a bright red with no pupil, whenever he finds parts he believes can repair it he will pop it out at the first chance. There is a small beacon behind his right ear that relies information about his surroundings to it. His left (organic) eye is a dull grey color that looks normal. He wears a black cyberpunk outfit (think Jazz from pockybot or see here (http://pockybot.com/gallery/index.php?pic=4) googles, and headphones included ) His wears a black fadora (think :rmage:'s hat) with a scrap metal feather stuck in the side. he has a tool belt with various screwdrivers, small drills and other mechanics tools in it. He also carries a personal computer (similar to the one in Time Splitters 2) that he has repaired.
Equipment: Drills, screwdrivers, various mechanics tools, personal computer, anything he can pick up.
Bio: Crazy Dr.Willy lives on the lowest sector of Aeron as a mumbling michanic. At night he sneaks off into the upper section's trash dump and looks for any cybernetic, robotic, parts he can find or anything he thinks he might be able to use or sell. He carries the Akurei Buki for protection and to subdue any would be theives that would try to steal away part of his findings. He tries to repair the parts he aquires or salvage their usable peices to make one working part. His right eye is an example of this and it took him years to repair it, though it still does not always work perfectly.

Edit: Taking out the sword thing, don't want to give him to many skills, he'll fight with his drills, tools, and any inventions he makes.

[BMHadoken]

Thats prison thing is another mystery...everyone knew where to find the A-Team, and yet the government was always out of the loop...

[Stover]

Is this full, or could I be in it?

[CelesJessa]

I'm gonna have to say no more members after this post. After I make my character we're gonna have about 12 people already. As the RP goes on, some people might need to drop out, and if spaces are open, you are welcome to join in late, but right now I don't think 12+ people is a good idea. Sorry.

EDIT: Hax mage you character looks alright. Now we have a psychotic scientist guy.

[Stover]

Okie dokie. Just call me if you need me.

[Royalspork]

damn school.
I got a guy planed, am I one of the twelve?

[CelesJessa]

damn school.
I got a guy planed, am I one of the twelve?

Sorry, when I went and counted, I only counted the already-made characters. >_<

And since we've went over the 100 post limit, I'll make a new thread.

[Royalspork]

I PMed my guy to you. is it ok?

[Kazastankas]

Eh. If possible, I'll throw my character in as a 'reserve' sort of thing, when the character base lessens and such. A pity I couldn't catch the train.


Name - Kireek
Age - 24
Gender - Male
Appearance - A tall man of 6 feet 2 inches, Kireek almost always wear dark and/or camouflaged clothing, hiding much of his features. However, from the clothing, one can see that he is well on the balance of strength and agility. There is an ammo belt slung across his chest, and a rifle always resting near him.
Equipment - A single-shot rifle, which he wields with deadly accuracy. A silencer for the stealth purpose.
Bio - Born a street boy in Lower Aeron, Kireek learned many of the life's lessons by hard-earned experience, from the pain he had taken to the near-death situations. As a result, living from the Lower Aeron had been enough for him, and with a rifle and enough cash, he ascended himself to the Middle Aeron, working as a freelance assassin/exterminator/enforcement 'aide'.