Chimera Unit Report 1: Initial Thoughts and Observations

And I've been banned again! Jeez, these mods are serious rejection addicts.

[Meister]

Someone who breaks rules left and right and registers new accounts knowing perfectly well he's going to get banned again calls the mods rejection addicts? That's an odd definition.

Also, since you won't be reading my reply to your PM anymore: If you register a new account when you've been temp-banned and continue posting as if nothing happened, it's ban dodging. We did explain it to you right here. Told ya.

Sorry about the interruption folks, carry on.

[ThanosOfTitan321]

IC: Gamut rolls over as the sun rises. "Hmm, I wonder what fights we will be sent to today then?" he says to himself, launching up from the concrete surface onto his feet.

OOC: Eh so what are we going to do about loss of character?

Then can you please answer the only question that I have asked so far?

WHY.... WAS.... I.... BANNED?

I have yet to recieve an explanation for the original banning. Answer me that, and I will stop re-joining.

[Meister]

I told you right in the reply to your first PM, and we don't care how many times you rejoin. We can just ban you over and over, and we certainly aren't about to let you blackmail us in any way. Quit being such a self-obsessed brat and stop disrupting people's RPs.

[Rhiya Ravenwing]

OOC: can we keep 'ooc talk only' posts to a minimum around here?

IC:
By sunrise, Fox was seen nursing a broken arm and several cracked ribs. She winced, her body being examined in the medical center by a few shamans who tutted about the injuries.
"What did this to you?" one of the healers asked.
"A holographic projector. OW! GODDAMNIT *DON'T* do that!" she yelped as the man did a few quick, deft movements that set a rib back into place. A golden glow formed around the man's hands, and the cracked rib healed painfully, wracking Fox with agony.
"Tsk," the shaman said as he put a few more ribs back into place, much to the protesting of Fox, "you shouldn't try to handle something so strong as that, even at half its power."
"How...was...I...supposed...to...know... anelderwouldbesopowerful?" her last words came out in a rush and a yelp as the doctor set her dislocated arm back into place and applied some more healing towards that area.
"You're just lucky that Viss didn't give you anything more than a beating," he said disapprovingly, "You should know already that an elder... whatever it is..."
"Vampire."
"Whatever. You should know that an elder vampire shouldn't be handled alone. They're far more powerful than one of you could handle," the man sniffed disdainfully. Fox stretched her newly fixed body, ignoring the disapproving look of the healer.
"Thank you kindly, chum," she said gleefully and kissed the surprised man on the nose, before leaping up and running out again, seemingly full of energy.

However, she was extremely fatigued, and went in search of her bunker. When not being able to find it, and realising through her exhaustion that she had never really HAD a bunker in the first place because she specifically requested that she sleep in animal form, she changed into her animal form and curled up in a patch of nicely soft grass and snoozed contentedly.

[Inbred Chocobo]

"You should consider yourself lucky. Look at you, your in a complete mess. What the hell were you thinking?" A shaman said as he looked over Razma's wounds.

Razma replied. "Does it really matter?"

"I guess not, though I'm surprised you did so well. The computer said the elder was at 68% health when it shutdown."

"Damnit, I was hoping for better."

"Quiet now, you have to many injuries to cure while your awake, I'll put you to sleep for a couple hours and when you wake up, you should be fine."

"Yeah, whatev..." Suddenly Razma fell asleep to the shaman's spell and the shaman went to work, curing the broken ribs, the leg wounds, the muscle tears, and all the minor stuff.