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Ehm, hello! This is, I guess, a sorta replacement for the Solaris rp due to not enough people. (Marley said okay with this) and I hope you all like the idea! Plotline: (Bit like those movie-books about the Jedi regrouping, as in, riiiiight after Revenge of the Sith when they're hunting down Jedi); The Republic has fallen, but not everyone knows that, they just think "oh, why change it to the Empire? Rather forbidding eh?" But anyway, they're hunting down anyone who has the ability to manipulate the force by hiring bounty hunters to hunt, and then capture them, and strand them on a deserted, dangerous planet. They'll try to get off, and we'll see how it goes then. Rules and Restrictions that are applied: Please have an understanding of the Star Wars universe; either by the movies, books, series, or just by googling it. You will have to be active, at least one post per week, more would be nice, but if you can't, then that's okay. If you want to join but can't post once per week, PM me with the form, and we'll work something out. Please keep it PG-13 violence. Aliens are allowed, both canon and made-up-on-the-spot ones, but keep it realistic. No power playing or controlling others without permission. Multiple characters are allowed. If you have to leave for a bit, please say so before disappearing. EDIT: Order 66 is back to its original purpose. Form. Name: Age: Gender: Species: Appearence: Personality: Backstory: Weapon Abilities: Have fun!
This is a prologue to a story I was working on. Feedback would be appreciated. A man walked out of an old, brick building. The cold, night wind hit him, sending a shiver down his spine. The dim light poles stretched their light beams into the darkness, trying to light as much space as possible. The man walked toward his car. He walked in and out of the pools of light, his pupils constantly dilating as a result. He walked up to the car and placed his hand on the hand reader. “Identification: Mr. James Dwight. Access granted.” The computer read in a monotone voice. James could hear the click of the car unlocking. He got into the car and set his briefcase on the rider’s seat. He opened it to make sure everything was there. He shuffled through the multiple information discs. One was missing. Where was it? He remembered he had left it in the lab room in the basement. They usually use the typical meeting rooms; however they had been filled so they had used the old, large lab room down in the basement. James grimaced at the thought of going back down there. The building had been used for a secret lab for scientists who performed illegal experiments. Luckily the scientists had been caught almost fifteen years ago. Now it was a substitute room for when there wasn’t enough space otherwise. The place gave him the creeps. Though most of the experimenting equipment had been taken out, except for the ancient flat screen TV, it still had such an eerie feeling hanging over it. He set his hand on the hand scanner for the building. Just like the one on his car, it stated his identification. The door unlocked and slid open. The lights turned on as he walked under them, their sensors blinking a bright red. Once he was out of the sensor’s range the light turned off. The elevator had been shut off almost two hours ago, meaning he’d have to take the stairs. Stairs were quite a rare thing to see anymore, but the building had been built before the War so they were no stranger in this building. James started down the stairs, his shoes clicking on the marble. His hand gripped the stainless steel rail that had been painted to look old and rustic in its original design was wearing off, as it probably had been for the past hundred years. Although he had started at the ground floor there were many flights of stairs. That’s why the scientists weren’t found out for many years. James finally reached the basement, his breathing heavier. James was in pretty good shape, but those stairs still took it out of him. As he stood there for a moment, catching his breath he heard something, voices perhaps? He went to the wall that held the door to the lab room. He cautiously placed his ear near the cold, metal door. Talking, that’s that he heard, but he couldn’t quite make it out. James pressed his ear against the door to see if he could hear any better. “Just one more small dose of this and she’ll be finished,” came a semi-familiar voice. James situated his hand on the doorknob and not being familiar with them, he opened the door accidentally. He fell down onto the floor with a thud. He looked up to see a young girl lying assumingly asleep on a long metal table, strapped down with metal clamps on her arms, legs, and across her waist. She only looked around seven. A man in a long, white lab coat was giving a shot to the girl’s arm. Other men in lab coats turned toward him. James’ heartbeat sped and he started to get up, but was grabbed by one of the men. They nodded to each other. The scientist who had given the girl the shot went over to a keypad and typed in something. He placed the needle into a small slot and the empty shot bottle started to fill up with a purple liquid. “Wait.” One man spoke up, his glasses reflecting the bright light from the LEDs. He smiled a lopsided smile, his eyes shining with pride. “Let’s let our creation do it for us.” A man, who looked older than the others walked over to the sleeping girl, unstrapped her and nudged her. Her ice blue eyes awakened. The older man motioned for her to slide off the table. Slowly, while scanning her surroundings, she slid off the table. The scientist with the shot handed the shot to her. “Kill.” He said pointing to James. The girl looked at the shot, tilted her head, and ever so slightly pressed on the back. A small drop squeezed out and fell onto the floor. The purple liquid hissed as it came in contact with the floor. The liquid continued a violent hissing until a circumference of five inches and a depth of around three inches had been completely dissolved into thin air. The girl’s eyes widened. She looked at James, imagining what it would do to him. She dropped the shot and backed away. The older man stabbed her with a needle and injected a weird white liquid into her. The girl jolted after the needle had been taken out. Her ice blue eyes seemed to freeze over. The scientist repeated again: “Kill.” The girl picked up the shot bottle off the ground and started coming towards him. James tried to writhe away as she drew nearer. He kept squirming, thoughts of his wife ran through his head. What would happen to her? Finally he slipped out of the man’s grasp. He ran toward the door, but something pricked his back, stopping him. He heard a hissing noise. James yelled out in pain and fell to his knees. Burning, scorching pain seared his body. Suddenly his yelling stopped and he collapsed. The man with the glasses smiled and beamed with pride. “Good, she is ready.” He said. (Yes the girl killed the guy, no I don't support killing people nor am I trying to encourage it. The only reason she did was because of a sort of "mind control" which, later on she tries to fight.)
A Futuristic Assassin RP Note: This RP is pure 100% fictional. I am not trying to make a political statement by creating this. It is an entirely “what if” scenario. "Since we, The Cross Militia, have organized," the speaker at the podium began, "We have hardly scratched the surface of the United World Nation's tyranny. They promise a perfect world for everyone, but they hold no tolerance for religious dissidents like us, they continue to allow abortions and cybernetic enhancements to prolong their youth. These things were never a part of God's plans, and surely they do not cease to create new ways to sin. But beyond morals, they have set up a complete socialistic state; everything must be run through the government. There is no room for disagreement; people are simply forced to live their everyday lives with the ideals they have set for them. These ideals are so morally liberal and far left that there is no room left for God. And this is why we are here today: to destroy the current government from the inside out, with the best assassins in the world on our side.” “As stated numerous times in the past,” the spokesman began, “We as the United World Nations have bonded together because we need a stable system that works. After the Nuclear War that wiped out Iran and the Koreas, as well as parts of China and India, we knew there was no going back to the way things used to be run. Back in the early days, people would even go as far as to tell someone that their religion is incorrect. But there are still people like those out there, particularly the Cross Militia, or CM. They still believe in pre-twenty first century ideals, such as one true religion, rejection of cloning and enhancements, and the live-net, the virtual world that is supreme to the outdated internet. These CM members participate in various malicious crimes and are the ultimate threat to stability, and that is why we have Phoenix, assassins that use the latest technology to track and destroy all threats to the United World Nations, including the Cross Militia.” Setting: 2053, 33 years after the end of the Nuclear War that devastated Asia and left the world wondering how it should change. After many diplomatic talks, the United Nations became the United World Nations (UWN) and all the world’s governments decided to be a part of this entity. However, large portions of the world’s population, especially Islamic and Christian people, have resented this entity. The vast majority of these people were jailed and murdered secretly, however, some groups managed to survive. In California, a new city known as New Chicago was created in about 2022 as an ambitious effort to create the most technologically advanced and largest city that has ever existed, and is about twice the size of New York City. This city is the central meeting place for all Cross Militia members, and is also one of the ten UWN capitals all across the world. The UWN grants people most freedoms you see today, freedom of expression, speech, art, etc. The only thing that is limited are generally intolerant or “out-dated” ideals that most conservatives and religious people tend to hold. The live-net is an online world of itself, where people make themselves, or personas, appear however they like to. Each person is assigned a home (home page), and from that home they have the option to connect to information sites, social network sites, or even fantasy world and video game sites. In the live-net, everything feels real (though the feeling of pain is drastically reduced) and acts almost like a second universe. People can either connect to it through cybernetic implants in their brain, or like most people, use an external headset module. You can choose to fight for either side, either the CM or UWN. Members of the CM are usually (but not always) religious, are cut off from normal life and live in poverty, but have superior assassins. (Most of the money they do make is spent entirely on their anti-government efforts, and hiring of Finders, which will be explained shortly.) It is entirely contained in the western half of the United States. Their object is to dismantle the UWN, starting with New Chicago. Because the UWN can detect certain individuals by what technological accessories they have (like guns or cybernetic enhancements), CM assassins and killers fight with their bare hands, swords, or other archaic weapons, and use no electronics. They are incredibly stealthy and their techniques can be compared to ninjas. The youngest age a person can become an assassin is fifteen, and they must undergo three years of training before they are let out to battle the UWN, killing key politicians and protecting their own kind. They can either be male or female. Lead assassins are always over the age of 30. Members of the UWN Phoenix groups come from all walks of life, and most often lead double lives. They also can begin at the age of fifteen, male or female, and could be anyone from business executives to food baggers to high school students. Phoenix’s objectives are to fight against unusual or powerful criminals, with a very high priority to destroy the Cross Militia. They are usually cybernetically enhanced for greater muscle strength or have weapons hidden right inside their body, like daggers, arm mounted pistols or weak energy weapons. Some have other, or even unique enhancements. When you think of these guys, think of your typical movie or anime assassin, who also rely on stealth and hand to hand combat like CM assassins. While they may not be as talented as CM assassins, Phoenix’s use of firearms and enhancements give them an even advantage against the CM. They also need to go through extensive training to be certified. Assassins from neither group are invincible. Either party can hire the assistance of Finders, or hackers that sift through data over the Live-Net. These hackers have numerous connections and have a nearly unlimited information network about every important person, place, and even commoner in existence. By making intelligent observations, they can fill in holes about nearly every person that lives, but only for a cost. When enough information is gathered after a significant period of time (even Finders are human too), CM assassins or Phoenix will use the information to hunt down and kill targets. This RP should be taken as a serious RP, not childish or playful. This doesn’t mean that there can’t be jokes, humor or whatnot, but don’t turn it into a Nickalodean like story. You may create assassins from the CM, Phoenix, or Finders. I have also assigned a few people to play the role as major leaders from each side, and these leaders can potentially change how the RP unfolds. Only the people I have assigned to be leaders can create a leader character. The ratio of characters should be approximately 45% CM, 45% UWN, and 10% Finders. If you find that one group has significantly more than another, please be reasonable and create a character in the other side. You may create characters aside from ones in your profile, and they may be shared among everyone else involved in the RP, but only manipulate these characters if their actions will directly influence what happens with characters you created. These third party characters can include criminals that the UWN has to deal with, or infiltrators of the CM. You may also meddle with Lower ranking soldiers of the UWN lor CM, as well as citizens. Characters you create may die, however there should be a unanimous agreement from the creator of the character and the killer. Basically, if you feel like you don’t want to do this RP anymore, you can allow them to be killed off, but you can let them die off for whatever other reason. New Chicago is a huge city. You can create any setting, building, home, small business, high school, etc, that you want in the city. Human like robots or combat robots do not exist in this RP, yet. Because I have no idea how this will unfold with deaths and whatnot, new characters are allowed at any time, just as long as you have a general idea of how the story is going. Please keep a character limit of three at one time. If you’re new and want to join in after it’s been going for a while, just read a few pages before the last page to get a general idea, and can ask questions in the OT thread. Try to keep posts at a minimum of 75 words. If you have any questions, please ask. Character skeleton: Name: Age: Cross Militia, United World Nations, or Finder Appearance: Bio: Personality: