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The Factions:

Government:
The government is a greatly weakened power. They barely hold the area the area they do and are often hard pressed by the gangs seeking to invade and take over their 'turf'. The power they retain is large due to the part of the army staying loyal. Thanks to the army they have peace though superior fire power. However there isn't enough of the world’s army remaining to maintain control over the world, hence the birth of the gangs.

Army:
No one really knows what their part in all this is. People have often wondered why they stayed loyal to the government in all this. Surely they realise that with their arms they could carve out a large territory for themselves?

Police:
The remainments of the world’s police are a sad lot. They have tried to do their jobs but without the firepower of the army and government behind them they have very little power. As a result many of the police have gang ties. It is wondered if the police even exist anymore or if they are just another form of gang. A neutral gang who can pass through other gang territories without provoking one of the bloody gang wars....

Gangs:
The real power in the world. So many gangs exist nowadays that no-one is sure exactly how many there are, but all agree, if they united even for a short time, they could wipe the remaining government and their forces off the world. Its only their internal wars that save the people of the world from their tender mercies. Recently however their has been movement in the gangs that have left both the government and people in dread. Someone is trying to unite the gangs.

The People:
The everyday people who exist in the world. These people have no ties to government, army, police or gang but are usually exploited by all. The upside of this is that they can usually travel (if they are careful) anywhere without to much worry of gang reprisals. Their main worry is getting caught up by accident in one of the many factional wars that takes place everyday.

Rules

1. Obey all the Gaia rules
2. NO GODMODING
3. Please PM me your profiles with the title: New World Order
4. NO Spamming
5. No flameing. If you have a problem, PM me!
6. If you do not post for a while and have not said you're leaving your profile will be removed.
7. No killing (unless the one dying wants to leave for good)
8. As Literate as possible please. No Noob talk and use sentences.
9. Have fun.

Modorators:
These guys are my friends and as a result i know them well enough to trust them to keep an eye on what goes on in the game and ensure no rules are broken. They also have other means than just the site to contact me if something is needed. If you have a question and i'm not around, try one of these guys. They might know since most i think know the story this is based off.
Venom172
L3na
Cocasine
Dashan

Currently Players:

(:REMINDER: Failure to post once joining, if no reason given will result in your profile removal.)

Username: Kainde
Character Name: Kainde Dusai
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Faction: Gangs
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: N/A
(If Police) Rank: N/A
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any): N/A
(If Gang)Gang: 9th Legion
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): Leader(we think)
Description: Kainde doesn’t really remember much of his past. His earliest memories are waking in an unfamiliar apartment. He spent a lot of time familiarizing himself with his new……..home and as a result met a lot of people and encountered a lot of gangs. For some strange reason he understood the gangs. He felt an affinity with them. Or at least for aspects of them. As a result he spent a lot of time watching the gangs and learning their ways. However it wasn’t until later did he have dreams of making a gang. To him gangs where a pastime, something to watch when bored. It wasn’t until he met 2 people did he begin to plan the beginnings of his own. No-one knows who these people are but those who knew Kainde before hand all noticed the change that came over him after this meeting. The once carefree Kainde suddenly became serious. It was like he was a different person. He had become a person who would do anything to achieve his goals. He had……..become………insane. At least insane to the point that when he had to accomplish something he would no matter the cost. Kainde often claimed that hes only doing what hes been ordered too by his bosses. But since no-one has ever met these so called bosses or even heard of them before his gang take-over it is widely presumed to be a ploy of his in an attempt to hide his blood thirty nature.
Picture (if available): I don’t have one

Username: Cocasine
Character Name: Melly Quisandra (Mell)
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Faction: Gang
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: N/A
(If Police) Rank: N/A
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any): N/A
(If Gang)Gang: 9th Legion
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): Assasin
Description: A very hyper girl, who always fights with Kainde. But the fight always isn't a serious one, just everyday clashes as Kainde stealing her last ham. She's always friendly and likes playing the guitar, which is also her weapon with all kinds of gadgets inside.
Picture (if available):

Username: Fran-the-necromancer
Character Name: Minh-due Tranh
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Faction: Technically, Gang, but she doesn't have one at the moment.
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: N/A
(If Police) Rank: N/A
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any):N/A
(If Gang)Gang: N/A
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): N/A
Description: Minh is a fat Vietnamese girl. She was born in Australia and went to a fanatically Christian school, her parent’s goal being to prepare her for the worst the world had to offer; she is a sceptic, a cynic and a terrible snark, whose tendency to snap at people makes her people skills, or lack thereof, something that have to be seen to be believed. She has a motorcycle, a gutsy old harley, and is extremely good at driving it in seemingly impossible ways – rumour has it she can ride straight up walls. She has a volatile personality and tends to hit people if they argue too much – she carries around a rope with rocks tied to it for this very purpose – and swears a lot. She has admirable aim with just about anything, whether it be a stick or a shotgun. Minh is shortish and, er, fat, with slanted brown eyes, and very thick glasses. Her hair is black – she keeps it in a simple ponytail. She dresses in jeans and T-shirt, being direly uncomfortable in anything else; although she’s rather diabolical at times, she has a great weakness for small, cute, fluffy things.
Picture (if available): N/A

Username: Seraf The Tainted
Character Name: Severius Osiron
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Faction: The People
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: Former Spec. Ops. Unit 12, Infiltration and Assassination
(If Police) Rank: N/A
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any): N/A
(If Gang)Gang: N/A
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): N/A
Description: Osiron (as he prefers to be called) is in short, a legalized killer. Pressed into military action due to his legal record after undertaking the assassination of four government officials and the hijaking of an armored transport with the now deceased terrorist organization "Black Hands". At the age of 28 he was convicted for treason, manslaughter, terrorism, and was sentanced to death by lethal injection. In a plea bargain that was offered to him to the one government official that he did not kill with his band of eleven others he saved his own neck by turning in the other eleven and giving up information on the operations of Black Hands, and was then pressed into the Spec. Ops. 12 Division as part of the bargain and in the end undertook the extermination of the Black Hands with the Spec. Ops. Unit 12 Anti-Terrorist team, leading a succesful raid that lasted eight hours and ended with no casualties to his team and the utter extermination of faction leaders. During the chaos that was caused by the colapse of the government he slipped away from Spec. Ops. 12 before they were killed by a gang bombing. He has since offered his help to the gangs as a killer at a price.
Picture (if available):

Username: TearsOfaDArkFoxyPrincess
Character Name: Hanna "Rain" Deltera
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Faction: The People
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: N/A
(If Police) Rank: N/A
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any): N/A
(If Gang)Gang: N/A
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): N/A
Description: Amaya was abandoned by her birth parents not to long after she was brought into this world.The Deltera family found her in the forest and brought her into their lives. Treating like one of their own children. She was always a hyper, out going, fun loving and childish person ,and really seemed like the type of person people would love... But for some reason everyone but her foster family in her village hated her. They abused her mentally,pshycally,and emotionally when ever they got the chance. They even went as far as to kill her foster Parents and two sisters,and one brother infont of her when she was 10yrs old. She went to live with her grandparents, and everything seemed fine. But then they came down with a sudden and unknown illness. They died when she was 14 leaving her without a family in a world of pure abuse. She struggled as she kept to her promise she had made to her foster mother to always smile. But she broke it as she herself broke down for the first time in tears. One night while she was sleeping the villagers set her house on fire. Trying to burn her alive. She was trapped and soon passed out from the fires' fumes... She really doesn't understand how she survived and she doesn't remember the night to well. She rememebred waking up in someones arms, Smelling of smoke and blood, as the person ran through the forest, He had looked down at her and smiled with a kind calming face.She had a knife in one of her hands that she just wouldn't let go of. And she blacked out again after that. But ever since she's be terrifidy by the simplest of flames.

She moved away from her village and ended up in this one...But the abused seemed to follow her and to this day people abuse her. She hardly ever smiles or even talks.

Picture (if available):


Username: L3nA
Character Name: Tay Rozoski
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Faction: Army
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: Soldier
(If Police) Rank: N/A
Gang Position: N/A
Description: Tay is a soldier in the military. Her skills in aiming and hand to hand combat are of a high standard, this brings to her to the question of why she is not a higher ranking officer. After both of her parents were killed in the crossfire of a shoot out between two gangs, her older brother and her joined the army. Since joining the military, her brother and her were sent out on various missons. Raiding small gang areas and taking them to the police, who of most, were corrupt.

The last raid they sent the two on unfortunately took her brothers life, Tay was left alone. She blames gangs for everything and has a deep hatred for them and their members, claiming that one day the Government will regain their power. Tay is determined and strong both mentally and physically. However, at times, she can be too stubborn and find herself in dangerous situations where she may be lucky to get out of with her life.
"Sly like a fox" is her favourite quote.

Username: DoC-Vicious
Character Name: Trowa Wescott
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Faction: The People
(If Government)Government Position:
(If Army)Rank:
(If Police) Rank:
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any):
(If Gang)Gang:
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available):
Description: A rather quiet fellow, believed by many to be quite shady. Not much is known of him, no police records, no obvious information about his career or lifestyle, this is due to his reclusive nature, the only time he's spotted around town is at the Tae-Kwon-Do Dojo. (I'm my shady persona isn't welcome, let me know, I can fix all that, I just decided to play your cliche martial artist reclusive douchebag, not god modding, I in fact generally let people kick my a**, now then I better stop this because my sidenote is longer than my description.)
Picture (if available): Always assume my character to be dressed like my avi.

Username: Ronin_Kotaro
Character Name: Ronin
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Faction: Army
Rank: Soldier
Description: Ronin's parents died when he was 5 and he was sent to live with his grandparents. As he got older, he began to grow rebelious which led to many encounters with the police. When he was 16, his grandfather sent him to the army to try and calm him down. He soon began isolating himself from others, not wanting to know anyone else. He has the talent of learning things quickly but he hates taking orders.

Username: Viking Blood
Character Name: Gabriel Edwardson
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Faction: Gang
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: N/A
(If Police) Rank: N/A
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any): N/A
(If Gang)Gang: None yet
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): N/A
Description: Gabriel’s parents were killed by a gang, and he was adopted off the streets by a drug trafficker and, at a young age, became a mule. Later on, he was promoted, and his new job was to track down those who were significantly indebted, kill them and take their money. His new parents were also killed in a gang war, and he took to the streets again. He can be extremely callous, although he prefers not having to kill people himself – he’d rather douse their houses in petrol and set them alight. He idly burns things and, hating the sight of himself in mirrors, breaks them every chance he gets. He can drive extremely well – he could be a stuntman if he so desired – and although he is rather charming, he can it on and off like a light bulb. He’s reasonably tall and slender, with dark brown hair at about shoulder length, pallid skin and very light hazel eyes with dark eyelashes. His back and buttocks are almost covered with a burn scar, from where one of his experiments went wrong.
Picture (if available):

Username: Venom172
Character Name: Venom
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Faction: Police
(If Government)Government Position: N/A
(If Army)Rank: N/A
(If Police)Rank: Enforcer
(If Police: Note: Must be an existing gang)Gang Affiliation (if any): Survivors Slayers
(If Gang)Gang: None yet
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): N/A
Description: Venom is ranked Enforcer in the close combat division of the force. To stay alive, Venom uses a fusion of old and new equipment.
Weapons: Dual daggers, Broad sword and single handed Axe.
Armor: SWAT gear and Riot Shield.
Other: Flash bangs, Simple medical kit and an Urban camo blanket.
Venom is easily recognized thanks to the painted frog on his Riot shield.
Venom wonders around the gang lands lending out his skills as a Merc.
Picture (if available): N/A

Username: Cloud_Strife_1
Character Name: Jake E. Hitashi
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Faction: Gangs
(If Gang)Gang: Survivors Slayers
(If Gang)Gang Position (if available): Butcher
Description: Jake is a young Ninja who loves to Assassin other gang members.Thanks to him and his well trained Team, they can DESTROY other Gangs in one hour or so.Usually they have back up hidden in the shadows.Jake is the leader of Shadow Team in the gang.The Shadow Team stays hidden until the the other gang members need help.Then they all come out of there hideing place and attack the other gang.Jake stays behind just in case, he doesn't like to fight much but he's forced to fight by the leader of the gang.Jake is mostly a careing, Timid, Tough, Stubborn, and Kind guy.He keeps he's real identity protected by putting on a Ninja Mask.He usually says this, "The Assassin, a Shadow of Death..." he says that because thats what Assassin mean to him, the Shadow of Death.
Picture (if available):

Username: The Hegemon
Character Name: Robert "Daze" Dae Colfer
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Faction: Military
(If Army)Rank: 1st Lieutenant
Description: Born before the chaos in Dublin Ireland, Robert Colfer enlisted in the Marines at age eighteen. He survived one war, and seven skirmishes against terrorist forces. Eventually he was accepted to OCS or Officer's Candidate School. It was the hardest thing he had ever been through. They taught you everything from math to field tactics. After graduating third in his class he joined the unit called the "White Knights", where he was eventually promoted from 2nd Lieutenant to 1st Lieutenant. After serving as that platoon's commander for a brief period of time he requested a transfer back to his old unit. The 87th Armored Division sometimes called the "Fighting Irish" as most of the men in the 87th Armored are from the former UK.
When all hell broke loose he was in charge of the 2nd Recon platoon. He never left. The 87th Armored "Fighting Irish" Division have a reputation for being notoriously harsh on gang members. Even more so than other divisions and even rival gangs. They never kill prisoners they take, but they never go home in one piece.
Picture (if available):

Username: TunaPhish
Character Name: Alexi “The Funeral” Funderburk
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Faction: The People
Description: Alexi originally came from Russia, he moved when he was only 8 years old and still carries a slight Russian accent. As Alexi got older he fell in with a bad group and became involved in gang violence but as he grew older he came to realize that he was very good at what he did. Realizing this he went to find a better group to work for eventually being picked up by the Mafia. There he became famous as a hit man after he decimated an entire neighborhood by himself. After the fallout of society Alexi was left stranded with no employer and now walks the wastes in search of a gang that suites him.
Picture:

Username: Metal-wing
Character Name: Amy
Gender: Female
Age: 17
(If Army)Rank: Sargent
Description: She has grown up to be an army brat and always whanted to be in it her mom and dad were in the army but the both died har whole family was in the army most of them were killed but amy wants to try to go though the same thing that the people she knew went though. also after her mom and dad died she grew around birds that why she has a bird with her.
Picture:

Username: Make music. Not war.
Name: Amelie.
Age: 19.
Sex: Female, yup.
Faction: At the moment she is just an everyday civilian, but she is wishing to join a resistance of sorts, that will protect people from the power of all the government, armies and out of control gangs.
Appearance: I can never find pictures that I like, so I think I will stick with my avatar for now. She wears the same clothing and all :]
Some things about her: She is always seen with her worn out jacket and boots. She is a vegetarian. She is generally a very well natured person, but if she feels as though she is being disrespected, she will not accost herself for being 'bitchy'.
She has two younger brothers and a mother. Her father was a sort of wham bam thankyou mam situation.

Username: Sinedd
Character Name: No-Name Nicknamed: Sword Eater
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Faction: Unclaimed Gang Member, civilian [ Can be claimed by first Gang invited by? ]
(If Army)Rank: Former assistant Field Medic.
Description: Short with smooth white hair, tanned skin and black, empty eyes. No-Name was once an assistant field medic for the army. Though at a young age, his education was limited therefore his intellect is mainly focused on the human body, and how to mend it as this was all that he was taught.
His career as a medic went downhill when he was stuck in the cheek by a stolen samurai sword. The blade, when forced though his left cheek, punctured all the way though his mouth until it protuded out of the right side of his face, slicing half of his tongue off in the process, leaving No-Name a sobbing, bleeding wreck. For months he hid himself away, healing and mending the heavy wounds inside his mouth, but his medical spec wasn't advanced enough to heal the damaged tissue inside his mouth properly, therefore leaving the large puncture wounds..to remind him of what had happened. Due to having a missing tongue, No-Name's speech is limited and when he does speak he is extremely difficult to understand, which is why he chooses to mostly mouth his words.
Though the condition he is in, he has a heart of gold, and never hesitates to help any injured person, reguardless whether or not they are friend or foe.
He is often known as Sword-Eater, because of his deep scale battlescars and he wanders the city, with his medical packs, trading food for his medical help.
Picture (if available): Soon to come.

Next to Kainde, Mell sat on the sofa. She strummed her guitar. She grinned. She started playing extra-loud just to annoy the heck out of Kainde.

Minh-due Tranh was a wanderer. Since the world had fallen to pieces, she had been wandering, trying to find a gang that suited her. If this carried on for much longer, really, she'd have to stay a freelancer. The work wasn't bad, anyway.

She parked her big old harley in a side-street, covering it with a sheet of rusty corrugated iron. Today's job was a bombing, apparently. Some gang that called themselves the 'ninth legion' apparently had some juicy turf, that her employers for today (A small, scummy gang of what Minh had quickly decided were lunatics- lunatics with resources, though) had decided they wanted. So, she had been sent to pipe-bomb their lair.

Minh paused for a minute, across the street, looking at the location she'd been told to bomb. She wondered what sort of people were inside.

Minh swung around, looking over her shoulder. It hadn't been her that threw the bomb, and frankly she wasn't happy that someone else was taking her job. She couldn't see the culprit- they must have escaped down a side alley.

"déo-mé!" she exclaimed, glancing back to the now smoking building. There'd be trouble if she didn't get out of here soon. Minh took off down the street, headed for her beloved harley.

Hanna awoke like always. she stared at her ceiling not bugging afraid that if she did the cold would come in. She sighed and soon lugged herself out f her bed. She got ready for the new day putting her redish hair into it's normal ponytail. She walked to her kitchen and grabbed an apple. Taking a soft bite out of it as she headed for her door. Opening it and taking a step into the sunlight, that made her seem to glow gracefully as it danced around her body from head to toe. Her hair swayed in the breeze, all was comfortable...But how come she felt so uneasy. Was it the uncertaintly of maybe being abused again today? Or prehaps something else?