You wake up. Everywhere, debris is falling around you. Fires are raging. Dead bodies are laying everywhere on the ground. You pick yourself off the ground and begin to walk with no apparent destination in mind, with two goals in your head: To find out what happened, and to survive.
I. No trolling.
I will report you to the nearest mod ASAP.
II. Be fair to the other players.
This pertains to Rule I.
III. Don't kill other player's characters.
Just don't, and if you do, I will kick you out of this RPG
IV. .Don't take it too seriously if your character gets killed.
Remember, this is only a game. If another player kills off your character, well, that's a different matter. Please tell me, and I will deal with the issue promptly.
Name: (anything you want)
Age: (13 - 40)
GenderMale or Female)
BioYour character's story)(It will also help me think of stories) (If you have nothing then you will have amnesia)(You can choose to have amnesia, as seeing as you woke up in a disaster scene, but you can also tell your story of what happened leading up to the event.)
Looks: (Your hair color, skin color, etc.)
Powers: (Maximum of 2 powers(Depending on what you choose))
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing:
Inventory: N/A
Partner: N/A
You can choose where you wish to start off, either at your house, or somewhere else. But when you pick your starting point, remember that this is a survival/post-apocalyptic RPG.
If you have any questions please ask and hopefully I didn't forget anything.(I probably did)
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 100/100 ----- Clothing: Grey Checkered boxers, tan crocs, wine-red smoking robe, white silk v-neck t-shirt Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
(Sure! Add in the names yourself.)
Sir. They say, watching the gate you see a troop of ten guards heading out, you can follow their cams if you wish.
Name: Sean Deane Age: Mid-20's Gender:Male Bio: Sean seemed like a normal boy, going to school, playing games, making friends. The things a normal boy of 6 would do, but he wasn't normal. Mid-way into his seventh year on this earth he noticed things... happening around him. Small things at first, whatever room he went to heated up notably, whenever he was in the rain he would be either completely drowned wet or utterly dry, whenever he went climbing with his parents he never needed to carry extra oxygen no matter the altitude and it was said that once he managed to move boulders off of a local farmer when he became trapped. There were things he noticed, people seemed to repeat themselves perfectly, people stopping mid sentence and acting like statues, other times things seemed to skip forward or speed up. As he grew older these happenings became more frequent and drastic. At the age of 11 he left home and headed deep into the local mountains so that he wouldn't hurt anyone while he learned to control his powers. Emerging nine years later as a full grown man, fully capable to control his abilities. Returning to his town only to find weeds and wild animals he turned his back to the town and headed toward the city.
Looks: Naturally blood red hair. Golden irises. Sallow tan. 6 foot. Broad. Scar between bicep and tricep on his left arm. Powers: Control of the elements (Avatar style.) Control time. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Level: 2 XP: 1/10 HP: 100/100 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clothing: Badly faded jeans and red t-shirt. Brown hiking boots, black backpack, dark blue overcoat. Inventory: Remington 870 (13/7 20 ga. shells), Ruger Mini-14 x2 (90/30 5.56 ammo), Desert Eagle (21/7 .50 AE), S&W 19 revolver .357 Magnum 6/6, S&W 19 revolver .357 magnum 0/6, watch, Swiss army knife, sawed-off shotgun, box of shotgun shells, a machete, a thermos filled with water, a glass bottle filled with gasoline, matches. Partner: N/A
Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
"Have a guard monitor the expedition. Secondary objective: collect healthy survivors, food, supplies, weapons and ammunition from the village, deposit outside main gate under guard. Alert me on contact with hostiles or friendlies." I shapeshift into one of my guards and go to Sabena's room, nodding to the guards to let me in. Time to work this grimy streetwalker over for information.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 100/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
Sir. a guard says as he takes position in front of the screen and connects to the interface via a cable running from his neck. You hear his core emitting more power as he communicates to the other soldiers, while he grows deathly still.
You change into a seven foot tall suit of armor, your footsteps fall heavily on the ground and you can feel how much slower you are now. (Not going to take any swords?). You approach her room and the guards blurt some unintelligible garble of binary at you. Guard identify yourself. they say after a moment. You can see their fists clench around their weapons, one has two swords while the other has a warhammer.
Name: Lance Valentino
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop.
Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned
Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/10
HP: 100/100
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Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit
Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70
Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
I shapeshift back into myself. "Could you guys fucking not? Why do you have these melee weapons? Go and get rifles or stun rods from the armory!" I give them a hand signal activating their deception subroutine. "You, give me your weapons. Go in there and attend to her." I say loudly enough for her to hear. I shapeshift back into an unarmed guard, and enter the room.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 100/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
(It's easier to make an AI that swings a sword then uses a rifle.)
The Creator made us this way. They say in unison. (The Creator is your AI robot making friend.) The one with the hammer slinks off as only something weighing over a ton can, while the other hands the handles into your armored hands. He then walks off. You sheath the swords and swing open the double doors, you see the extravagant room sprawling into two side rooms. The bed has a tray with a clean plate and an empty mug. One of the side doors swings open to semi-naked Sabena. Black shorts and a tank-top are all she's wearing. Slowly toweling her hair she looks at you as if you were a curiosity. "Yes?" She asks heading over to the tray as she throws the towel onto the bed. "Be a dear and bring this where ever it goes." She says as she pushes the tray into your hands.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 100/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
I'm probably going to have to kill all of them later. Or have the "creator" rewrite their programming. They are supposed to be mindless followers, not reverent vassals.
"I am Kissinger, advanced AI diplomat, sent by Baron Valentino to "harvest information, weaknesses, and strengths" from you. I fear my master is not attuned to interaction with other humans." I say, picking up the tray, and sliding it under the door. "He is master of strategy, philosophy, and art, but he spends most of his time away from what he calls "human pollutants". He believes himself superior, though my programming tells me to believe otherwise. Perhaps, he is simply afraid of what he cannot control. But now that you have learned about your host, you simply must tell me of your weakness and strengths." I suggest, urging her soul to comply.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 97/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
(They were just responding to a question that their AI thought you would ask. Still pretty stupid though.)
She listens intently and at the end you see her face twitch as you start using your powers. Her mouth opens but before she can respond you fall to the floor causing the seat that was below you to splinter and explode. She snaps out of your spell and laughs out loud. Bellowing laughter.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 97/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
"Oh. How awkward of me. I fear my makers had not considered grace when they put my AI into the body of a common guard. But I am made to listen as well as question," I say, standing, "now, tell me of yourself, of your strengths and weaknesses." I redouble my control of her soul, pulling every bit of her will to resist my questions away from her.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 97/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
You can clearly see her growing uncomfortable at your soul binding, her face scrunches up for a moment before she sighs briefly. "I guess... It wouldn't be too bad to... Tell you..." You can see her trying to resist. "Well you know that... I am very... Strong... Gah!" She sits on the floor and shakes her head. "I've got a migraine!" She almost shouts as she clamps her hands over her ears and eyes. You could have clearly heard it if you were waiting outside the room. "Aaah!" She shouts trying to get away from the pain as a primal reaction.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 97/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
I concentrate all my energy, except what I'm using to maintain this form, to force her will away from her.
"My master did report to me that you had uncommon strength. That is why he chose to save you, instead of executing you like he did many other wounded survivors. He values determination and power."
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 97/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
You feel your will press against her soul, like a ram to a gate you batter her and fracture her defenses. You redouble your effort pouring your very essence into her, crushing against her mind. You feel her giving way, your power surging forward into her, the gate comes down and you flood into her. You get a glimpse of her soul, her very person. A woman with golden hair looking down on you, then the same woman holding your hand. An image flashes into your mind, red, red everywhere. Nothing but blood. Then you feel a pin-prick at the back of your mind. You feel something shift in her mind, like a battered soldier changing their stance just a fraction. Then you feel it. White hot agony flares around your consciousness, trapping you inside her mind. You feel something akin to barbed harpoons burying themselves into your psyche holding you. You thrash and wail against the oppressor and then you feel the boot to the back of your mental neck. Then you realize it. The gate wasn't keeping you out, the gate was keeping This in. Your power falters and you black out falling to the floor, your last sight is Sabena standing above you, glowing. Your out before you hit the ground.
You wake up in darkness, stiff from lying on the floor. You can't see a thing as your eyes won't adjust to the dark. You can't feel below your neck, as if your entire body is suffering from pins and needles.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 0/10 HP: 97/100 ----- Clothing: (all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70 Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
"Guards," I whisper into my helmet radio, "guards, find and kill Sabena. Quickly. Arm yourselves to keep her at a range. I will join you shortly."
I let go of the shape I was holding, and forcing myself to struggle to an upright position, drawing my Hogue Avenger.
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 1/10 HP: 64/100 ----- Clothing: Green underwear.[(all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70] Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
You quickly realize that in the aftermath that you've involuntary let go of your shape. As you sit up quickly to feel your muscles burn and tendons scream in protest. You feel a duvet slip across your chest and the softness underneath you. Reaching for your guns you find that you are naked besides your trunks. (I'll leave your stuff in brackets as you will be getting it back fairly soon.)
Sir. You hear from both sides. Sabena is here, sir. She is waiting for you to regain consciousness. You feel something on your face, it feels wet and heavy. Do you wish us to continue your command sir?
Name: Lance Valentino Age: 26 Gender: Male Bio: Lance is a security contractor for Academi, trained in weapons and tactics. He served two tours in the middle east; the first in Iraq and the second in Afghanistan. He came back, became a contractor, and continued in that field until he won the lottery. With that money he invested in the stock market, did some impersonations, made some powerful suggestions, and got rich. He retired to a small castle in Romania, where he tinkers with robots and collects weapons and ammunition, occasionally descending to the village below to grocery shop. Looks: Close shaved haircut, Afghanis-tanned skin, 6'1, 180 pounds, well-toned Powers: Soul control, shapeshifting. ----- Level: 1 XP: 1/10 HP: 64/100 ----- Clothing: Green underwear.[(all matte black) Dainese Manis Armored Jacket, Dainese Manis Back protector, Dainese hybrid neck brace, Dainese Kit J E1 knee guards, sarkar WRC900g gloves, sarkar ATLAS shin guards, sarkar ATV (advanced tactical vest), PREDATOR FAST G4 ballistic mask, Rabintex ACH-1 Ballistic Helmet, sarkar Nomex assault jumpsuit Inventory: Steyr Scout 10/50, Steyr ACR 24/100, Hogue Avenger 7/70] Partner: Sabena/Sab, Pancor Jackhammer 10/60, 1911's x2 7/70, LSW 30/300
"I said kill her, quickly. Do it as painlessly as you can. She was far more wounded than I could tell at first." I try to get that **** towel off my face. Unsanitary. "And I'm already conscious, otherwise we wouldn't be speaking. Really need to update your programming. Do it now!"
I throw off the **** covers too.
"Someone get me some amphetamines, my head hurts like a *****." As soon as I can see, I look around for my equipment.
