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Ravonic

PostPosted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 4:11 pm


Plot: One night, under the full moon, people disappeared across the globe. What happened, you ask? They were stolen away by an organization called White Spectre, and through unknown methods, were transformed into half-human, half-ghost beings called Wraiths (any reference to DP is entirely accidental). They were intended to be supersoldiers, but many rebelled, and now they are fighting for complete freedom from White Spectre.

RP Start: Those of you who are new to the project (most of you) will wake up in a small room with medical equipment. Then, the non-newbies will come in and attempt (at least) to break you out. Basically, it's like the start of the manga...or something like that.

Rules:
1. No godmoding.
2. No cybering.
3. Follow ToS.
4. All Wraiths have flight and invisibility powers, but you may pick up to 2 other powers. Just don't godmode.
5. I reserve the right to boot you out.

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EXP#:
Nationality:
Appearance:
Powers:
PostPosted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 4:20 pm


Name: Adela
EXP#: 012
Nationality: Czech
Appearance: User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.
Powers: Adela can teleport.

Btw, my charrie is an oldbie to the project.

Ravonic


Ravonic

PostPosted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 4:33 pm


Adela smirked as she removed a labcoat from one of the scientists. They were so stupid. She put on the labcoat, and hid her laser gun (like in C009). Walking down the halls, she whispered into a hidden communicator. "012 to 011. Ready to begin the breakout."

(BBL. G2G do stuff.)
PostPosted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 7:59 pm


Name: Kiroku Tahoma
EXP#: 032
Nationality: american
Appearance: User Image
Powers: tempurature controll and ice formation, able to make it into different weapons, or if needed turn to a strong shield.

Kirokusclone


Ravonic

PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:37 am


(You may join.)

Adela, or 012 as she was called 'in the field,' noticed that the faculty had been stupid enough to leave maps of the facility on the walls. She quickly walked to the area marked "Subject Containment."

As soon as she arrived, she placed a hand to her ear and whispered. "012 to 007. Commence the wakeup now."

"Roger," came a voice in her ear. As soon as she lowered her hand, a few of the subjects opened their eyes blearily.
PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:49 am


on an operating table in a small room Kiroku started to wake, though it all seemed blurry. "ow my head... w-whe, wait where amI?"

Kirokusclone


Ravonic

PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:54 am


012 hurried out of the containment area, heading for the operating room. As she got there, she could see Kiroku on the table. She waited for the scientists to enter, hiding in a corner and removing the labcoat in the meanwhile.

A couple of scientists entered the OR, and began wheeling Kiroku towards a huge machine. This device was designed to check for any abnormalities in the DNA other than what was supposed to be there. They may be evil, but they aren't evil enough to kill their subjects.
PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:57 am


Finally, 012 could bear it no more. She teleported to the machine's other side, and prepared to remove him if he made it through.

(Don't be too descriptive of what goes on in there.)

Ravonic


Kirokusclone

PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:59 am


Ravonic
012 hurried out of the containment area, heading for the operating room. As she got there, she could see Kiroku on the table. She waited for the scientists to enter, hiding in a corner and removing the labcoat in the meanwhile.

A couple of scientists entered the OR, and began wheeling Kiroku towards a huge machine. This device was designed to check for any abnormalities in the DNA other than what was supposed to be there. They may be evil, but they aren't evil enough to kill their subjects.
He stared, still barely consious to see themen. "w-whats going on?" he asked lightly, struggling to try and lift his head.
PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:01 am


The scientists didn't answer, but they did carefully remove the operating table from the ground and place it on a conveyor belt. The belt led into the machine, which would scan him.

Ravonic


Kirokusclone

PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:04 am


Ravonic
The scientists didn't answer, but they did carefully remove the operating table from the ground and place it on a conveyor belt. The belt led into the machine, which would scan him.
His head hit the table again, he feeling too weak to do athing. "whas this gona do?"
PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:06 am


One of them pulled a lever, and the machine rolled Kiroku in. "This machine is designed to make sure the experiment worked properly. You don't seem to be suffering any ill effects, but we should make sure."

012 said nothing, and waited for Kiroku to see her. She got ready to teleport him out of there when it was time.

Ravonic


Kirokusclone

PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:11 am


Ravonic
One of them pulled a lever, and the machine rolled Kiroku in. "This machine is designed to make sure the experiment worked properly. You don't seem to be suffering any ill effects, but we should make sure."

012 said nothing, and waited for Kiroku to see her. She got ready to teleport him out of there when it was time.
He stared up to the celing, wincing a little to get ready for the machine. He looked up ahead, seeing the end. Well at least this won't last too long...
PostPosted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 8:14 am


The scientists watched a small screen as Kiroku went through, nodding approvingly. This screen measured his vital signs and showed a picture of a DNA strand, which was specked with a green substance.

Ravonic

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