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 Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 9:45 am
 Before the RP begins, we need the main Turks, and the president, please say which Turk you want or pm me, and if it's taken then do not select that one. And also let me say that you are more than welcome to create your own Turk, but know that you WILL have to be trained by any one of the following. President Rufus: The Turks:Reno: Tripp Rude: Temporarily Tripp Tseng: Temporarily Tripp Elena: Temporarily Tripp Reeve: Temporarily Tripp Final Fantasy Party:Cloud: Aerith: Aerith GainsboroughVII Tifa: Yuffie: Vincent: Cid: Red XII: Cait Sith: Let's all have a good time and follow gaian rules, as well as the ones listed: 1. Be at least semi-literate in the role-play 2. Please be descriptive!! 3. No cybering, the Turks are strictly business, save Reno, and Rude occasionally 4. No one has super powers, we are just people. Extra information: I have decided that if you wish to have two characters, like I am going to, you may ***HOWEVER*** you ***MUST*** be active with both, otherwise you will lose your two-character privilege, no one person may have no more than two! Do not beg, or plead, because I will turn you down if you ask for more than two, and very likely take away your second character as punishment. Here's the scenario now: This takes place 2 years after Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, Shin-Ra has regained power both electric AND military wise, and is once again the main source of energy to Midgar, and AVALANCHE has separated into other areas of the world, save a few who are still here in Midgar, but they aren’t being extremist anymore since Barrett the leader, is gone(for now), Aerith, has been revived and remains the only Cetrarian alive, and our mission has come back to catch the last "Ancient" and do tests on her in hopes to make the perfect SOLDIER, like Sephiroth. Though since so much time has passed the Turks have gained power and speed, and have newer and more advanced technology and could now be a greater threat to any rebels who stand in the way of President Rufus' plans. [No posts near as long as this, and I apologize for the length of this post.]
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 3:31 pm
Turks Role Play is officially open!
As chairman of this role play, I shall be standing in as ALL turks, until people begin signing up...yes, for you immature gentlemen out there, that means Elena too. Commencing role play.
The turks were standing around watching people that President Rufus ShinRa had hired, try to scrounge things worth saving from the rubble of the ShinRa Corporation building. Reno, being as he always was, was shouting orders out, watching them squirm under the penetrating eyes of the elite security guards. President Rufus had already begun his hiring of new employees, scientists, mechanics, janitors. He had the money to do it, and with as many people as he hired, the entire building would stand all 70 floors within a week's time. There was even promise of the Turks having their own individual offices on the executive level, the 70th floor, this time.
Reno brushed some hair out of his eyes and looked at the others, "I'm bored man let's go do something, drink and start making a ruckus for old time's sake, whaddaya say Rude? Reeve? Elena? Tseng?"
Elena rolled her eyes, Reno was always drinking. He was supposed to be a role model for professionalism for the rest of them, she didn't know why he was the leader, it wasn't fair. He lacked the managerial skills and the ability to be professional 90% of the time. "But sir, our job, President Ru-" She was cut off by Tseng, much to her surprise.
"I think Reno may be right this time Elena, it is our first day back as official Turks, a little celebration would be quite fitting for such the occasion, don't you think?" Tseng looked over at Elena with a very small smile playing at the left corner of his mouth.
Elena looked at the guys with slight annoyance before giving in, "But if Mr. President finds out we were slacking off our duti-"
"Relax, it's not like he'll kill us, we've been here since his old man, he won't just fire us, and you know it." Reno snapped back, trying to get Elena to shut up for a change.
She shook her head rapidly making her point, then stopped to casually brush some hair behind her ear, "How did I ever get stuck with a bunch of lazy bums that manage to keep their jobs? This is serious!" She thought to herself as she followed the rest of her team as they made their way to the bar.
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Aerith GainsboroughVII Crew
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 4:44 am
Aerith Gainsboroughxx;
 Things undone become what may, angels came but left today.
Midgar was quiet, as it always was since it got destroyed these years ago.Aerith was back, and she did not know why.
Everything felt like nothing had ever happened before.But it did.There was a new city, called Edge.The flower girl had never been there before, yet she somehow felt that her friends seemed to be there.She wanted to see them again.See them all, reunite with them.Tifa, Cloud, Barret, Marlene, Vincent Yuffie and Cid.And not to forget, Caith sith and Nanaki.
Maybe a lot of things changed, who knew..
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 10:03 am
The Turks wandered down the streets aimlessly in search of a bar, or what was left of a bar that was still serving alcohol even in their ruins. Reno had become very agitated after the first hour, and just as he was about to start cursing and screaming, they found one.
"It's about freakin' time. I thought bars would have become more popular rather than less man. Nobody wants to live in this dump sober. At least I don't." He walked into the bar, followed by his posse. The counter was full, they didn't care, they threw people off the barstools and sat in the newly opened spots, "Make it hard, and snappy, we have things to do, we're just stopping by for a few rounds. We'd stay longer but Blondie over there is worried about her job." He grinned over at Elena and chuckled his signature evil chuckle at his own joke.
"You got it boss. Hard and snappy!" The bartender came back a few minutes later with 5 glasses and set one down in front of each one of them. He didn't recognize who they were at all, and he didn't care, they were customers.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 5:18 pm
The clicking sounds snapped in the silent room echoing in every corner as the next action came forth. Shivering liquid being poured on the noise polluting ice cubes and there the masterpiece was complete. Allowing himself to stare calmly at the creation, a slender hand soon crept foreword to grab the glass by the waist and raising to the level of thin lips. The satisfaction of the cold drink left a smirk to crawl on the facial expressions of the male before gracefully placing the drink upon a coaster he slipped on the wooden furniture. Catching the texture of the trickling moist formed on his hand from the object he calmly drank from; the male soon left his attention off the damp nuisance of his palms but towards the clean finger and how once they were actually populated by black fungus that had left him in a state that brought upon thoughts of his death bed. Trying to lay off the subject as he suddenly noticed how absorbed he was into it; the completion of the drink had occurred before he found himself exiting the hotel room he had assigned himself into in Edge while leaving his white coat behind for finding satisfaction with just his black turtle neck that was usually hidden.
Slender fingers entering his pockets, one snatched out a phone as his eyes dragged towards the shinning scream that left his dark blue windows to look away for a moment before holding acceptance to the amount of exposure for light. There hadn’t seem to be any calls or messages that were waiting for him as confusion was brought over the male once half expecting a source of communication from the man he who he could easily call his personal bodygaurd; Tseng. Figuring that perhaps this was a sign of welcome and perhaps a chance to relax more; footsteps diverted towards what seemed to be footsteps leading upwards. A hand lurked on the knob of the wooden door that seemed to have fallen into sight upon his arrival as he made his way to be what seemed like a rooftop. Nearing towards the edge, hands rested on the railing that supported him while he allowed the gentle breeze to tickle his cheeks and play with his hair that only left him to go on with his usual habit of flicking strands away. Alright, now what the time to call him. Raising the phone to his ear, Tseng's name seemed to ring on the screen as he awaited for the other line to pick up.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 5:28 pm
Tseng picked the phone up and answered quickly. He didn't even look at who was calling him, it was like he just knew, "Yes, Mr. President?" He sat up straight and looked at the others as if to tell them to shut up. He stood slowly and turned around then made his way outside in an attempt to get better reception. He thoroughly hated these things, but his charge insisted he carry it on him at all times.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 5:43 pm
Rufus who seemed to have made his way back from the balcony, was found making his way down the steps upon the other line picking up as he quirked a brow. "Ah, Tseng," Rufus noted upon hearing the Wutain's voice as he fell silent for the moment being before returning to his room as he closed the door behind him. Noticing that he was indeed taking his time on answering, he soon darting his blue orbs around the place in search of coat as he finally caught the target and snatched to wear it while juggling the phone on his shoulder that pushed the object to his ear.
"May I question where the Turks and yourself are to?" He asked simply.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 5:50 pm
Tseng sat quiet for a moment, "Having a welcome back drink sir. I trust everything is well? Unless something is amiss, then we could come right back." Tseng awaited his orders and stood as stiff as a statue, and as upright as one too. He quickly called the others out, and they obeyed, standing there waiting for orders. As everyone lined up he pressed the "speaker" button on his phone, and shook his head. He was actually at the point where he didn't have to look for it. "Damn thing." Tseng muttered impatiently waiting for their orders.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 5:59 pm
"Is that so?" Rufus questioned as he had taken a seat upon the one located in his room. Crossing his legs as he leaned back he let out a chuckle, "I reckon a lovely time has been taken?" He questioned before flicking his strands away, "Hm..? Oh no, I just needed to assure that you men were about of reaching communication if something came up, Tseng" He finished off.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 6:06 pm
Reno piped in, and grabbed Tseng's phone, "Sir, it is our job to be in contact with you at all times, should something come up. We appreciate the call, we were just about to finish our only drink until you called. With your information found, I trust you will let us take our leave of you?" Reno took a deep breath hoping that President Rufus would say they could finish their drink. Of course, it all depended on what kind of a day the president was having, he seemed to be having a fairly decent day thus far.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 6:16 pm
"Interesting for you to pop in, Reno" Rufus noted as he leaned back on the seat allowing himself to close his eyes from exhaustion while listening to the red head speak before waving his hand in a twirl, "Oh yes, I apologize for keeping you men waiting. I bid you farewell to enjoy yourselves," Rufus noted but seemed to still have something he needed to say, "though I expect the full reports of the latest mission by tomorrow morning and no sooner, do you understand? Lovely, well good day" Rufus ended before breaking the line..
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 4:49 pm
"Sir I..." It was then Reno noticed the line go dead on the other end. His gaze moved to Elena as he smirked, "I told you he wouldn't get mad, and you were worried over something petty." He turned around and went back inside to finish his drink. Little to his knowledge and what was about to happen, a news caster and his camera man just happened to be in the same bar, incidentally discussing the lack of action. Reno took one big gulp of his drink and set the glass down. Just as he looked up, he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun... On the other end the bartender.
"You get out of my bar, it's because of your precious President Rufus that my business has gone to hell!" The camera-man anticipating the action flipped on his camera and began rolling.
The newscaster glanced around and stood up very slowly and made his way in front of the camera, and began to speak audibly but very quietly, "This is Chris Striker of channel 5 news, bringing you LIVE news footage, from a bar, where former Turk, Reno elite body guard of the beloved deceased President ShinRa, and current body guard to Mr. ShinRa's successor, President Rufus ShinRa, may potentially get in a bar fight with the only bartender left in Midgar. Let's wait, and watch." he stood off to the side, but was still in view of the camera.
"Put your gun down old timer. Or this'll get real messy, real quick."
"NEVER!" The bartender shouted with great and furious anger. It was then that Reno ever so quietly pulled out a newly improved Electro-mag Rod(EMG) and flipped it on, a slight buzzing sound could be heard as it sparked to life under the counter. Shortly after it was on, Reno hit the bartender's arm with it, causing a disgruntling crack that echoed throughout the bar, then the bartender had his face pressed against the bar top yelping in pain.
Just as the scream came about the other four ran into the bar and screamed at him in unison before pulling him off, "Reno!" Afterwards the other four dragged Reno out of the bar, who all the while was screaming and trying to fight off his comrades, and this was all on film, without any of them knowing.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 8:38 pm
(When you say that it's been filmed... Is it live or not? =3)
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2007 9:54 am
[sure why not, live makes everything funnier...and more dangerous when the president sees it, but I've edited it, for everyone else's sake.]
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 2:58 am
Quite a dull day it was indeed... a sigh escaped the young president while making his way over to the curtains. Slender fingers pushed away the furniture away that blocked the sunlight rays as they soon escaped into his room upon his actions. Glancing outside while reaching over to the remote to turn on the television, he figured perhaps a delicious yet hurtful news report would leave him entertained for the time being.
/This is Chris Striker of channel 5 news, bringing you LIVE news footage, from a bar/
Ah, indeed that reported left him escaping a chuckle as he didn't drop his gaze towards the screen for his eyes were too absorbed by what outside before dropping the remote on the table as he indulged in a freshly poured drink for himself.
/where former Turk, Reno elite body guard of the beloved deceased President ShinRa, and current body guard to Mr. ShinRa's successor, President Rufus ShinRa, may potentially get in a bar fight with the only bartender left in Midgar./
Lips parted from the glass as eyes soon enough turned to the screen watching with a smirk placed on his lips. Indeed, the smirk that left many wonder. After all, that expression on the president's lips usually only meant two things; it was either that he was going to murder someone or slyly fool someone. In thus situation, it was quite obvious of the smirk's definition. Nearing towards the screen as he allowed himself to watch the screen, he flicked away a few strands furiously.
/Let's wait, and watch/
"Ah, and who gave you permission to give me orders, Chris Striker?" Rufus questioned the screen before slipping his hands into his pockets to pull out his phone. "Indeed, a call to Tseng once more must be made..." He noted with a sly chuckle before awaiting for an answer as the phone was pressed gently to his ear.
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