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[size=1] The Following is an Underground Thread for the RPG, [b][URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=744180#post744180]War in the Shadows[/URL][/b][/size] [color=sienna][size=3][center] [b][u]The Holy Brotherhood of the Lowendove Sect[/b][/u][/size] [size=1] [quote= Father Alistair Crowland, the 18th Master of the Lowendove Brotherhood] ?We, the Brothers of the Lowendove Sect, are the holy warriors of the Almighty God. Our purpose in life and existence is the extermination of all unholy beings who?s presence is a blight upon God?s spotless Earth. The children of Lucifer, the beasts lurking in the night. The filthy vampires who?s lives are spent preying upon innocence, dirtying the Earth more and more with every second of their existence. We do not answer to any Earthly authority, we answer directly to He who is our Lord. Almighty God demands our mission be complete. And so we pray to the Saints and to the Angels of Holy War in the Kingdom of Heaven. May our souls be watched and protected by our Lord?s servants and avatars. We Pray, Dear Lord, our savior Jesus Christ, and father Almighty God. May our souls be spotless in your eyes. May we be forgiven for any sins we shall commit, for we mean only to serve your will. We, your loyal subjects upon Earth, are blind in our service to you, and your will. May the sons and daughters of the darkness be damned to eternal hellfire, and may their deaths be swift. We beseech thee, Lord. Protect us, watch over us, and may you bless our purpose on Earth.... [b]Amen[/b]...?[/quote] [b][u]The Brothers and Sisters of the Lowendove[/b][/u] [i]Mercutio Nikolai Caitlin Hurst Father Sergei Geser Father Jakob Whistler[/I] [b]-----------------------------------------------------[/b][/center] This thread is for any questions from the members of the Lowendove Brotherhood. May it be about the general workings of the Brotherhood or any plans the Brotherhood has collectively. [b]- The Boss[/b][/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Wait for it.... wait for it... and.... [size=3][b][u]Sign Ups Closed![/b][/u][/size] Check back in a few to see who made the cut. Thank you all for your sign ups. I appreciate all the effort you all have made in creating interesting characters. Even if you don't make it in, bravo all around. Be back in a few. [b]-----------------------------------[/b] Okay people, the list is in. I am slightly dissapointed by a few unfinished, or unposted sign ups, but I think we have a large enough cast as it is. Here we go. [b]Dragon Warrior[/b] as [i]Mercutio Nikolai[/i] [b]Sakura[/b] as [i]Julia Kimura[/i] [b]BKStyles[/b] as [i]Virgil Kingston[/i] [b]Eclipse[/b] as [i]Caitlin Hurst[/i] [b]vicky[/b] as [i]Theodore[/i] [b]Gavin[/b] as [i]Fr. Sergei Geser [/i] [b]Blayze[/b] as [i]Father Jakob Whistler[/i] [b]di.fm[/b] as [i]Hyde[/i] [b]Athena[/b] as [i]Amelia Bernadette[/i] [b]Kitty[/b] as [i]Daiyu[/i] [b]Revelation[/b] as [i]Nicoleta Celestine Devalos[/i] [b]Cyriel[/b] as [i]Xia Dagmar Xalbadora[/i] [b]Corey[/b] as [i]Nikolai Zashchit[/i] and [b]Myself[/b] as [i]David Sumerkalis[/i] Alright, now that that's done, I have to address something. Due to the large cast and required coordination we'll all have to have in order for this to be successful, I have to imply a few rules. [b]Chapter System[/b]: This RPG is going to follow a slight chapter system in which I will place who all will be posting at a certain time, along with a vague description of what should be done doing this time. I don't want to take to much control, so I'm merely acting as a director in this aspect. There will be a time limit (a gracious one, but a limit none the less) for how long you can go without posting. If you do not post within this time limit without giving me a good reason for not doing so, then your character will [b]Die[/b]. Which leads me to my next point. [b]Death:[/b] For members who do not post when needed and do not give a reason, your character will die. I will post that you did not follow the time limit and have the next person post. After this, I will be forced to have a post where your character will meet their grizzly end. Being how we have such a large cast, it won't take much coaxing for me to axe someone's character. So you are not just posting for your place in what I hope to be a great epic, but also for the lives of your characters. [b]Other:[/b] if you personally have any kind of complaints, questions, or suggestions for the direction of the story, then please PM them with me so I can deal with, or okay your complaints/suggestions. I'm open for anything, so if you have any cool ideas, then feel free. I do have a very basic structure for the way I want things to go, but it's open for improvement. I believe that is all. I thank you all who have signed up, and I am sorry if you did not make it. We have a large cast as is. Congratulations to you who have made it. Now let's make this one to remember. The beginning post will come shortly to the Square. Post any questions in the Underground. That will be all. Thanks again. - [b]The Boss[/b] [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [URL=http://www.centurymartialarts.com/]Century Martial Arts[/URL] Try this site. It's a martial arts supply store, and Aikido/Kendo/Iaido uniforms are sold there, so I take it that it'll carry what you're looking for. If not, then try googling other martial arts supply stores, seeing as how they have the real deal uniforms, as opposed to costumes. You can also purchase weapons (swords and what not) on those sites. Hope that helps.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Mike hung the cordless phone up and walked into the bathroom hallway with it in his hand as Myers stepped out of the shower, wearing nothing more than a flowery shower cap and a towel. Mike stood back for a moment, confused by the scene, and continued into the bathroom. He handed Myers the phone, saying in a mild tone, [b] ?Your mom says hey.?[/b] Myers looked to the phone and then Mike with confusion. [b] ?Really??[/b] Mike laughed as he began styling his hair in the foggy mirror. [b] ?Hah. Yeah. She finally got her period.?[/b] Mike giggled snarkily. [b] ?That was a close call.?[/b] For a moment, Myers simply looked at Mike confused, his brain not registering the comment. He shrugged and began walking down the hallway to hang up the phone. Mike looked out the corner of his eyes with a sharp smirk. He sighed to himself. Suddenly, he heard Myers? voice yell from across the apartment. [b] ?Hey! Screw you, man!?[/b] Mike shook his head and rinsed his hands. [b] ?Finally...?[/b] he whispered to himself. Moments later, Myers and Mike had began to leave the house, dodging dirty laundry and Myers? scattered action figures. Myers still muttered to himself his little mantra. [b] ?Nothing is going to stop me, nothing is going to stop me, nothing....?[/b] he whispered in a barely audible tone. [b] ?You say you gotta piss??[/b] Mike asked in question. [b] ?Nothing is going to stop me today, Mike!?[/b] Myers yelled in triumph, placing his hand over Mike?s shoulder and pointing out of a window. [b] ?From this day on! The world is ours!?[/b] Mike was speechless for a moment, then pointed with his thumb behind him. [b] ?The john?s that way, homie... did you forget again??[/b] [b] ?No silly! I remembered this time! I mean, today marks a new era for us. Today is the day that we make it in the cut throat business world.?[/b] Myers proclaimed excitedly. [b] ?You mean that place where we gotta get everyone?s coffee and crap??[/b] Mike said drably. Myers hung his head and sighed out. [b] ?Yeah...?[/b] he quickly rose his head up again and resumed his pointing pose, hand over Mike?s shoulder. [b] ?Let?s be off!?[/b] Turning the door knob slightly and kicking the door open, he began jogging down the stare case. Mike tilted his head to the side slightly and began shaking it. [b] ?Eh... I better go make sure he doesn?t trip over a fire hydrant...?[/b] He chased after Myers, hopping down stares after his friend. Mike was actually quite excited about the new day and the new job. He wondered about the possibilities that would arise from the new job. Car keys in hand, Mike opened up the complex door shortly after he saw Myer?s exit. Stepping out, he saw Myers holding his knee and breathing in and out desperately trying to relieve what appeared to be a scraped knee, whilst he sat beside a fire hydrant. [b] ?It happened again!?[/b] Myers cried out. Mike looked down, shrugged his shoulder, and breathed a deep sigh. He hoped Myers would survive the day.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]1 ~ What is your NATURAL hair color/colors?[/b] My hair is naturally a dark auburn (red and brown). I'm always asked if I dye my hair the color it is, but no, it's my natural color. [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/NewHairCut001.jpg[/IMG] You tell me. Haha. [b]2 ~ Have you ever dyed your hair? If so, what color[s]?[/b] I dyed my hair a couple times around the age of 11. I died it platinum blonde. No clue why. But it didn't look to bad on me, if not unnatural. Haha. [b]3A ~ If you have, do you regret it? Has it damaged your hair?[/b] Nah. It was fun to see it, and it's a good memory. It never damaged my hair. My mom studied cosmetics in school, so she did it for me, and made sure nothing bad happened with it. [b]3B ~ If you haven't, do you want to?[/b] Never again. Haha. I've grown to embrace my unique hair color. I've never seen another person with it. [b]4 ~ Are you satisfied with your current hair color?[/b] Yezzir. I do enjoy it. [b]5 ~ What is your favorite style for your hair? [[long, short, bangs, etc]][/b] Look at the pic. Haha. My hair is currently styled with my bangs lifted and the rest combed forward. Short. I used to rock it long, but too many fools got the same hair style, so I went back to my old ways. I'm told it makes me look older, also, which is good. [b]6 ~ What kind of hair do you like in the opposite sex?[/b] Doesn't really matter to me. I've had it with going on look, so personality means much more about a girl for me now. I neve really cared about hair color, because I could basically find beauty in any lady. Though I do have a thing for long hair, if that counts. The feeling of running my hand through a girl's hair is always good, so the more, the better. Haha.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Probably [b]Double Dragons[/b]. The raddest video game-based movie ever filmed. It made me wanna stab myself in the eyes and cram evil-worms into my ears.... wait. You mean emotionally? Eh. For me it'd be [b]Saving Private Ryan[/b]. The movie hit me on an emotional level, not just for all the death, but for the reason all the people died.The relationships and the personalities each characeter had, made it mean all the more when they were offed. I was a bit crushed at the end. War is a terrible thing, and I find it weird that I'm more scared by a good war film than by any horror flick. War, if you think about it, is terrifying. And to watch people beside you, you know personally die in such ways would be awful and deeply saddening, as it apparently is. So yeah. [b]Saving Private Ryan[/b]. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I guess I lost aswell. I was probably the first person to see this thing. Hah. Oh well. Will stab self in the eye everytime I see the words. [center]--------------------------------[/center] [b]In response to Shy:[/b] Okay. [QUOTE=Retribution][size=1] That's totally cheating. Maybe I should just stop coming to the Lounge so I can win.[/size][/QUOTE] Quit being a little bee-atch, Alex. *raises Boss hand* Don't make me lay one on you... Now, let me listen to my favorite rapper so I can get my mind off this silly thing... hm. [b]The Game[/b] [i]"The Documentary"[/i].... DAMN![/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] *Stewie Griffin laugh* Spot on, Spot on. I really enjoyed the read. The humor was, while pretty dirty, whitty. I loved the line [b]"Your father must've been retarded because you are special."[/b] That took imagination, because I've never heard that one before. Haha. I do look forward to new things. Keep 'em comin', Damon.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Mike looked up to the events playing out before him, and the enormous dragon-monster in disbelief. He leaned over to Triston slowly, highly confused. [b] ?Dude... I must tripping balls or something... I mean... What the hell is going on?!?[/b] Mike?s calmness had broken into a slight panic. [b] ?I can?t make much sense out of all this either, but it is for real.?[/b] Triston tried to calm Mike?s nerve while Flamon and the other?s fought the large beast viciously. Ryuudamon stood by Mike?s side impatiently. He was anxious to join the battle, however his first priority was Michael?s protection. He attempted to speak, but was cut off as Michael began again. [b] ?Nah, man. You could be a dream... all this stuff. I must?ve gotten heat exhaustion or some shit, passed out. This stuff is way to crazy, man. Hah.?[/b] Mike sat back with a look of disbelief on his face. [b] ?Listen, friend. I?m just as real as you are.?[/b] Triston?s words brought sense back to Mike?s face, and he looked to him with a slight concern. [b] ?Then how do you explain this, man? For real, this is like...?[/b] [b] ?Unbelievable?? [/b]Triston spoke, cutting Mike?s words off. [b] ?I can?t believe it either, but some how... we gotta stick together, got it??[/b] Mike looked down to Ryuudamon who looked back with his eager eyes, and then back to Triston. [b] ?Heh. Whatever man. Might as well play along and try not to die.?[/b] Michael looked back down to Ryuudamon. [b] ?You look like you need some action. Got get it, homie.?[/b] Mike smiled at Ryuudamon?s silent nod of reverence and ran into the battle along with the other Digimon. Meanwhile, whilst Ryuudamon attacked with strange fireballs from his mouth directed at the large enemy, it seemed as if Flamon was concentrating upon himself deeply. The rest of the Digimon began protecting his position. Mike was confused by these actions, but thought it wasn?t make much less sense than anything else going on. The rest of the group of humans all seemed highly concerned with the situation. Mike wondered if all this really was as real as they said. Michael began thinking to himself, and at how he was not the main stage of this fantasy world. This caused him to believe less and less that this was a realistic dream, and that it was a strange, but actual reality. This feeling grew stronger and stronger, as he watched Ryuudamon?s movements in battle, and recalled his concern for Mike?s own well being. Dodging attacks and countering with a ferocity, Mike?s perspective changed on the little dragon. [b] ?Ry...Ryuudamon!?[/b] Mike yelled out to the digimon. Ryuudamon leapt back and replied without looking. [b][color=black] ?Yes, m?lord?!?[/b][/color] [b] ?Kick his ass, guy!?[/b] Mike yelled with a smirk and smile. Ryuudamon let out a strange laugh as he dodged another attack. [color=black][b] ?I shall try my best, master.?[/b][/color] Mike laughed at the little monster's bravery.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I'm digging that, Jamie. Though I'm not nearly that pretty, the nose size is pretty accurate. Haha. A question. Am I cursing there? Haha. If so, then spot on, spot on.[/color][/size]

[img]http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f272/Chibi_horsewoman/Funny%20pictures/sloshedsquirell.jpg[/img] [color=darkred][size=1] "George Bush's idea of 'Tasteful Taxedermy'."[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] All my life, I've been a pretty skinny guy. In 7th/8th grade, I was at 9% body fat. It has since gone up in the past three years. I'm about 5'11"/6'0'' and exactly 160 lbs. I'm a pretty good weight, and I'm still a skinny guy. I've always been told that I should gain some weight, and when I did, people complemented me on it, saying that I 'filled out well' and what not. I don't much care for it though and I'd like to lose some weight. Apparently not for cosmetic reasons, but because I just feel heavier as of recent. Not as light on my feet as I'd like to be. Aswell, the main area of real body fat that I have is around my waist and the bottom of my stomach. Basically, it ruins the six-pack I almost have. If I could get rid of that small layer of fat, I'd really be perfectly happy with my body entirely. Heh. Again, it has nothing to do with being self concious, nor should it be. I think that being in shape should mean that you feel good and feel healthy. And when I eat alot or gain small amounts of weight, I just don't feel healthy or good. I like to have a refreshed, clean feeling about me, which is why I tend to go into short periods of intense cardio in order to give myself that feeling. Heh. Working up a sweat and then cooling off is probably one of the best feelings in the world, and you feel satisfied with yourself when you've accomplished something like running a mile or doing a good work out. It's good for you mentally and physically. It releases a bit of stress and what not. I'm into martial arts and what not, two one-hour classes a week of mostly stretching and cardio keep me in good shape along with the constant off-hand excersize that I do. Alá running for ROTC, playing basketball, and dancing. Heh. [b]Note:[/b] A really fun work out is a punching bag. It takes a while to get bored of that, releases alot of aggression, and is good cardio. That's just me.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Much props to my man's, Retribution. Keepin' it real in the '06. Holla at me, son. But anyways. I do really like the piece. The color composition reminds me a bit of one of my drawings by the title of "Twelve Gauge Baby/Guess Who?" which I'm sure you remember. Heh. Very calm, Zen-like, but with enough interesting color to make it still pop. 'Kudos'... or whatever they say. It would be awesome to see some more pieces like this. I look forward to the project this is for. -[b] The Boss[/b] (There... I posted like you said. Now tell your men to leave my family alone! Or I swear to Go- *static buzz*)[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]CLAIMED!!![/b] Done in my irregular quick-cartoony style. Sorry if it seems rushed, my day was long. Heh. [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Locke.jpg[/IMG] Now for my character. A semi-self portrait used in Joko's Digimon RP. Have at it: [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/MS.jpg[/IMG] [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I am quite enjoying the sign ups thus far. I will be keeping them up for about the rest week. Until then, I only have one major thing to say. A few of the members thus have mentioned the Brood as long time threats. However, they have just recently become a threat. I.E. the new war. The Brood has just come into activity, and the three other groups are scrambling together in order to take care of the new danger. So, even though I enjoy and much like the posting thus far, even the ones with this mistake in it, I'd prefer if the Brood was moved to a later period in your characters' timelines. If they we're responsible for anything in your Bio's before the three members where captured and experimented on, then they would have been free-lancers or former AVC members, and I will be taking them as such. That's all. [/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Michael looked around the silent room, each mercenary staring down at Roos without a word to say at the moment. The eerie emptiness of the city caused the group to feel completely alone, but with a feeling of paranoia, the fear of a surprise attack from a mysterious enemy lying in the back of their minds. Mike didn?t allow those things to get to him, but wanted to understand the situation a bit more before they moved out. [b] ?Commander Roos...?[/b] Mike spoke out, breaking the short silence the room had just experienced. [b] ?What is it, Sumerkalis??[/b] he replied with an authority. Michael felt the natural leader exude from him as he stood strongly and held Michael?s gaze with strong eyes. Few people were able to stare into Mike?s eyes for very long before looking away or evading them. Roos? ability to hold the eye-contact caused Michael to respect him naturally. [b] ?I don?t know if I?m speaking for anyone else, but I?m slightly in the dark. What the hell are we looking for exactly? And why are we packing so much heat? What kind of baddies do you plan on running into here??[/b] Michael asked concerned. He hated being the concerned one of the group, but someone had to ask the question, so that the group could stop fearing the unknown. Roos continued looking into Mike?s eyes, seemingly searching his mind for an answer. Michael kept the eye-contact, demanding an answer with his expression. Roos exhaled through his nose and answered. [b] ?Listen. I?ll know it when I see it. If I?m not around to identify our target when you all come upon it, then I suggest you abort the mission and retreat. The matter is too complex to explain here. This is why we are a team, and why we are to remain one.?[/b] The group nodded. Even though the reply didn?t answer Mike?s question the way he would have wanted, he was willing to accept the Commander?s answer. [b] ?And... the bad guys??[/b] Cutler came in. Asking the second question again with a certain personality, which he seemed to enjoy using in all conversation. Michael smirked at Cutler?s boldness and looked to Roos once again for an answer. The question seemed to have thrown him off slightly, but he replied smartly and without a hitch. [b] ?I?m sorry to inform you all, but I have as much an idea as you all. Hopefully we won?t find out. But if we do, then there is nothing we will be able to do about it other than fight back. That?s why we were hired for the job. For our daring. And that?s also why we?re getting paid so much... so let?s not complain. We?re professionals... not some chicken-shit kids... So I expect the lot of you to act that way. Got it??[/b] Commander Roos? harsh reply only kindled Michael?s respect for the man as him and Cutler both let out a grunt of a laugh at his gruff reply. Roos continued eyeing the room, looking in the eyes of each mercenary. [b] ?Now... is that all??[/b][/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] I'll be partnering along with DW, if that won't be a problem. [list] [*][b]Name:[/b] Adkan [*][b]Age:[/b] ??? (appears to be mid-twenties) [*][b]Origin:[/b] The former village of Ymira. Has since been wiped-out. [/list] [center] Adkan carries with him a deep running grudge with life. He seems tired with the entire aspect of life itself and seems to yearn for an end to it. He goes about his days in an either drunken or hung-over laziness. He has spent his life thus far traveling the lands, seemingly searching for something. However, his greatest plague would be his heavy conscience. When a dragon needs slaying or an evil warlock needs defeating, Adkan always finds himself doing it, even against his own wishes. This leads him to be even more world-weary. Even though he doesn?t want to fight for justice, he just does. He considers it a chore of the mind, which he can?t help but do. In the past lies Adkan?s reasons for his seeming hatred for the world. For he is under the influence of an ancient ironic curse... [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Adkan.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/AdkanDunkus.jpg[/IMG][/color][/size][/center]

[color=darkred][size=1] I have no problem with that. I think it'd make things more interesting. Haha. Go for it, please.[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] This thread is to discuss and ask any questions one may have concerning the RPG, [b][URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=743159#post743159]War in the Shadows[/URL][/b] If you have any questions concerning powers, abilities, the relationships between the different factions, or the factions themselves, then post them here. All other discussion and questioning goes here to. Thanks. (and if you havn't checked [b][URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=743159#post743159]WitS[/URL][/b] yet, then do it.)[/color][/size]

[size=1] [b]Name:[/b] Michael Sumerkalis (goes by Mike, Mikey, or ?Hey, you!?) [b]Age:[/b] 21 (is an intern) [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Ethnicity:[/b] A young half-Greek, half-Irish man. He has the skin tone and facial structure of a Greek, but has the auburn hair of an Irish. [b]Appearance:[/b] [b][URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/NewHairCut002.jpg]Michael[/URL] [/b] Around 5'11", 160. Lanky, normally wears a pair of dark black slacks which fit him smartly, and a red button shirt with black tie. A smooth looking individual normally. [b]Personality:[/b] Mike is an interesting individual. Young in both heart and body. He is often considered a strange person due to his spread out interests, which include martial arts, breakdancing, and loud hip-hop music. All of which he often shows off within his work place. A colorful person out right, he is often outspoken and outgoing. He hopes to make it big in the.... business? But for now he is stuck getting lunch and coffee from across the street. He finds a good friend and a constant adventure in Myers, his roomate and fellow intern. Myers always seems to find a way to get Mike involved in one of his insane plots, and as much trouble it might get them into, Mike always pulls through for his buddy. He can't deny the fun they have. [b]Family:[/b] Mike is away from home, in the city for his internship. He is currently single, all though he is constantly looking for a girl what will be his companion. He loves women deeply, but can never find one interested in him for some reason or another. He feels he?s not a big asshole to get the ladies. [b]Information:[/b] Mike lives in a small apartnement in the city with his college buddy, Myers. The two are close friends and if they are not working, they are having fun in the city, a new experience for the both of them. Myers tends to play off of Mike's talents, getting him into comprimising situations. Sadly, Mike has found himself in both dance-offs and bar fights thanks to Myers' antics. He quite enjoys it. His internship is payed very lowly, almost not at all. He tries to get by the best he can. He teaches self-defense classes to scrape together any money he can, though it?s mostly paranoid ladies and little kids who try, and most quit after the first class. He is a second degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do, which he enjoys showing off by kicking around the office in boredom. He is also a breakdancer, which he does the same in the office. He is considered a weirdo for both activities. The folks at the office seem like a good bunch of people for him to entertain and be around, if only he wasn?t spending most of his time licking their boots... [/size]

[size=1] [b][size=2][u]My Sign-Up:[/b][/size][/u] [b]Name:[/b] David Sumerkalis [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 58 (looks 22) [b]Race:[/b] Enhanced Human [b]Alliance:[/b] Formerly a member of the Lowendove Brotherhood, has since defected to the [b]Guild of Supernatural Defense[/b]. [b]Physical Description:[/b] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/David.jpg]David[/URL] 6'2'' 162 lbs. Black hair. Brown eyes. Dark skin tone. [b]Weapons:[/b] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/chainsofheaven.jpg]The Chains of Heaven[/URL] [b]Abilities:[/b] Thanks to the research and enhancement of the Lowendove?s genetic experiments, David has inhuman speed, peak human strength, and a self-repairing body structure. He is capable of healing most major injuries in moments, the only effective ways of killing his kind being complete incineration, beheading, and multiple amputations. David?s skill with the Chains of Heaven is unmatched. An original and uncommon weapon to come across, he is a vicious combatant with the weapon, and fights in an unpredictable manner. David has never been seperated from his chosen weapon, however he is ready to make up for it with a decent knowledge of unarmed combat-styles. He prefers easy, direct techniques and usually uses western Boxing attacks, and some eastern grappling styles. However, he has never had to bring himself to use it in actual combat. [b]Personality:[/b] Though he would still be technically alive as a human, the prospect of immortality in a young state has slightly depressed David. He has become bored with life, which has become repetitive in recent years. The main source of any excitement for him is in battle, the changing and evolving sets of enemies keep him on his toes, and gives him a since of purpose in his life. He hopes his new enemies will provide new and greater challenges. However, he remains world-weary and jaded in normal conversation. The only interest he finds in talking is with his closer set of companions, who know of his life and troubles. Outside of work, David has maintained a steady relationship with his lover, and fellow [b]GSD[/b] agent, Julia Kimura. The two do not allow their relationship to interfere with their work, however, they maintain an affection for one another, and attempt to look out for one another when they are deployed on the same missions. [b]Biography:[/b] David Sumerkalis was born in 1952 to Greek immigrants in London, England. His family for a while, lived happily in a London apartment complex. At the age of 10, however, David?s life was turned upside down, as his mother and father were attacked one night on their balcony by a single unaffiliated vampire. Both were killed, however much to David?s surprise, the vampire was killed the same night by two mysterious priests. The two men were members of the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b]. Left with no parents and no where to go, David was adopted by the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b], and was raised to become one of their vampire hunters. He was given and trained in the ancient and rarely mastered weapon of the [b]Brotherhood[/b], the Chains of Heaven. A strange and awkward holy-relic. The blade of the sword is a blessed steel, forged long ago during the Crusades. It is the perfect weapon for the extermination and killing of vampires, however, highly difficult to master. David would spend his teenage years learning the usage of this weapon, and using the death of his parents to fuel his hatred towards the vampire kind. When he turned 20, in the year 1972, he became a prime candidate for the first genetic experimentations on humans. After a few tests, he found his world flipped upside down once again, as his body went through drastic physical changes and he became a pseudo-human. A literal super-soldier, he was soon sent on his first assignments to search and destroy vampires with a prejudice. For two years, he was the stuff of the bad dreams for vampires. Him and his death squad became fabled figures. The ?super-humans?. For a time, it seemed as though the [b]Brotherhood[/b]?s new warriors would win the war, with their new squad and it?s leader, David. However, at the age of 22, a random event occurred. Upon one faithful night, during a raid/hunt, David alone ran into a room, where he found young vampire woman, holding close to her an infant and a young girl. Her children. Flashes of the past and a realization hit David then like a ton of bricks. He had become a predator of beings that weren?t necessarily guilty of any crime other than existing. David, confused and afraid, fled the scene and hid away into obscurity. His mind drastically changed as he re-evaluated himself and his life. It was that at that point, the young immortal decided to change his allegiances. Unable to lead a regular life, David sought out a way to join and partner himself with the [b]Guild of Supernatural Defense[/b], so he may continue his work by having his revenge on evil, rogue vampire, while still protecting innocent beings, regardless of race. It was a success, and since then David has been an active member of the [b]GSD[/b]. Upon joining, David eventually met his current lover, Julia Kimura. They have been a steady couple for around two decades. This however, had not interefered with any of his work thus far. David has since gotten over the idea of fighting former companions in his years as a [b]GSD[/b] operative. However, he still has trouble killing his past allies. David feels he must repent for his past sins and the taking of innocent life, while also having his own revenge. The recent war between the [b]Brood[/b] has brought upon a sudden urge in mission activity for him. He can?t say it isn?t interesting, but the amount of blood shed and confusion between friend and foe is getting to him... things have certainly become interesting.[/size]

[size=1] [color=red][b]The following is rated Mature for blood, gore, violence, language, and possible sexuality. You never know.[/color][/b] [center] [img]http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/retri_trib/warintheshadows2.jpg[/img] It began long ago...[/center] For as long as human kind has existed, they have feared the darkness, the unknown, and that which is unseen. It is said that human?s were created in the image of God, to be his most beloved creations. Naturally, there is always an opposite of anything created. The beings mythically designed by God?s opposition, a species created to strike fear and inflict death upon the ?pure? creations of God. They have gone by many names through out history. Lilim, devils, demons, monsters. Their kind drains the life from human beings, they sustain themselves upon the spilt blood of humanity. They are best known as ?vampire?. The name automatically brings visions of terror, darkness, and death to the human mind. Fearful beings who hide in the darkness and attack the all whom come across their path, the human mind and body becoming nothing to the powers of the unholy creatures. And so for centuries, these fear-inducing monstrosities have preyed on man for centuries, placing themselves into the subconscious of the people. They have earned their way into the horror stories and legends of man. After the years and generations of living in fear, however, man eventually decided to fight back. It first began with the great [b]Emperor Constantine[/b]. The first Christian monarch who?s spreading of the word of God seemed to instantly lower and shorten the amount of numbers in the dreadful ranks of the vampire, and the amount of activity they took part in. It seemed this new religion was by some twist of fate, the weakness of the shadow-beasts known as vampires. As t he years passed, humans and vampires still battled with one another, and vampires still preyed on the weak humans. However, the spiritual weakness of the vampires continued spreading. Soon, nearly half the known world had adopted the upstart religion, and vampires hid away into obscurity. As the [b]Catholic Church [/b]began forming and gained power across the world, it took priority in the protection of it?s people and the extermination of any unholy beings willing to harm God?s creations. And so, in [b]1143[/b], the world?s first large-scale Vampire Hunter?s association was created. Formed by a great and famous priest by the name of [b]Father Alexander Lowendove[/b]. Originally an orphan to vampire victims, Lowendove was raised by the church and eventually became one of the rare warrior-priests who protected the church and it?s followers against un-Christian enemies. He took part in one of the original Crusades, and upon returning, was highly confident in his combat abilities. With this, he went to the task of forming and gaining the right to fight and exterminate vampires under the recognition and support of the Church. [color=sienna][center] [u][b]An Excerpt From The Original Mission Statement of The Lowendove Brotherhood:[/b][/u] [I] ?We, the warriors of Christ and the All Might God dedicate ourselves, mind, body, and spirit, to the protection of God?s children and the extermination to all beings, unholy and blasphemous in existence from the Earth created by our Lord, and protected by our Savior. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost...?[/I] [/color][/center] Originally, the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b] worked strictly out of the [b]Vatican City [/b]in Italy. They protected the holy city from all disturbances brought forth by Vampires and other undesirables. They were a portrait of justice, civility, and dedication. However, their services were needed all across the Christian world, particularly in the unprotected lands of the British Isles and the French cities. Under the instruction of[b] Father Lowendove[/b] himself, the most trusted members of the Brotherhood spread out across the lands of Europe in order to dispense their justice and protection for those in need. In the mean time, the Vampires began organizing themselves in order to protect their own kind from human hunters. The roots of a bare-bones clan began emerging. A caste-system of vampires whom would do war with the[b] Lowendove [/b]some day. However, this was just the beginning for them. For centuries, they wouldn?t evolve past groupings of organized, slightly primitive clans. With the death of[b] Father Lowendove[/b], and the forces of the [b]Brotherhood [/b]spread thin, things began running awry in the organization. Warrior priests to begin with, were at difficult to come across. The [b]Brotherhood [/b]began recruiting devote non-clergy hunters for support. However, as things continued, they became a sour element within the [b]Brotherhood[/b]. They began demanding more power and say in the matters formerly handled by Clergy members and brothers. Due to need and demand, they were granted this power, and soon, the Brotherhood found itself corrupted by outside politics and money. Non-clergy members began demanding more and more money from local monarchs for their services. The authorities of the time soon grew tiresome of their twisted cause and decided to cut off their connections with the group. In [b]1509[/b], the monarchs of France, Germany, England, and Italy formed a secret pact with one another. They came together to create a self-sufficient group of hunters and warriors to handle the defense of supernatural threats, namely the threat of aggressive vampires. Regardless of borders or current conflicts between these countries, the group put together would always handle one, and only one enemy at all times, and that would be the enemies to the human race. This group would be called [b]The Guild of Supernatural Defense[/b]. It would later be known as simply the [b]GSD[/b]. As the years passed, the [b]GSD[/b] continued doing it?s job, and the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b] continued acting under their own authority as a renegade group of hunters, who would attack vampires, regardless if they were civil or aggressive in manners. The [b]GSD[/b], over the years, attempted political action with the civilized vampire groups. In[b] 1721[/b], the former unorganized clans of the vampires formed together and created the [b]Alliance of Vampiric Clansmen[/b]. A noble and passive organization with the interest of peaceful vampire activity and well being. The [b]AVC[/b], in the first peaceful human-vampire treaty, formed a peace-pact with the [b]GSD[/b]. Through diplomatic means, the Vampires would be given a supply of blood from human prisons and death sentences, and the societies of man would be set free of mass-vampire attacks. The two formed a close bond over the years, and eventually, vampire agents began working for the [b]GSD[/b] directly, under the interests of the [b]AVC[/b]?s pact with the group. All of this activity, however, earned the [b]GSD[/b] an enemy in the still active [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b], who still worked strictly under the Catholic Church and the Vatican. The [b]Brotherhood[/b] considered the [b]GSD[/b] heretics, and traitors to God and the human race by making peaceful dealings with vampires. [center][b]--------------------------------------------------------------[/center][/b] Upon reaching the [b]20th Century[/b], new technologies set in the hands of the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b] would spell trouble for the world. Genetic experimentation and enhancement would give the [b]Brotherhood[/b] new capabilities as individuals. Using a combination of vampiric genes and tissue-regeneration, the agents of the [b]Brotherhood[/b] attained the same physical capabilities and advantages of vampires. Enhanced strength, speed, durability, and a longer life-span were given to the humans with none of the vampire?s weaknesses of light, sacred-objects, or garlics/silvers. The first wave of these new super-soldiers began emerging in the [b]1970's[/b], and would continue being produced for the years to come. They would keep these secrets to themselves, and over the years, they continued enhancing their abilities. This, however, never changed the course of the war. It only enhanced the ferocity and amount of bloodshed in the secret war, fought under the noses of the oblivious public. Then a disaster happened. The year is 2010. In their attempts to create a stronger, more effective agent, the scientists under the employ of the [b]Brotherhood[/b] in London. England, tested with a super-serum on captured vampire subjects. The mutating genes injected into the blood stream of the test subjects caused an instant reaction, aswell with harsh mental side-effects of hysteria and intense rage. Under the command of [b]Hyde[/b], the strongest of the group, the three test subjects escaped, their bodies still mutating into more powerful beings and their minds corrupted by the serum. They slaughtered the guards of the [b]Brotherhood[/b] and escaped onto the streets, rage and revenge on their minds. They went into hiding for a time, and began plotting their grand revenge. Not only on the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b], but also the world at large. They planned on re-organizing the food-chain, and placing vampires at the top of the world once again. They planned on destroying all negative influences in their path. The [b]GSD[/b], the [b]Lowendove[/b], and even the [b]AVC[/b]. They plan to bring back the pure rule of the vampires once again... under their new flag of the [b]Blood Brood[/b]. Now the three original groups of the [b]GSD[/b], [b]AVC[/b] and the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b] find themselves in the same boat, facing a common threat. Against their wishes, they must work together, in order to combat this new and dangerous threat. However, things are never as they seem... And so a new war had begun... The [color=darkred][b]War in the Shadows[/b][/color]. [center][b]--------------------------------------------------------------[/center][/b] [color=darkred] Welcome to the world of [b]War in the Shadows[/b]. A complex world full of political intrigue, blood shed, and combat. This is going to be an epic, I?d like to think in scale. It?s basically been the product of my mind for the past year or so, since I last revived and failed to keep up with it (outside influences). Now it?s back, and better than ever. Due to the planned complexity of this RPG, I will be forced to use a light chapter system. More like a guiding hand so that the events play out as I need them to. I?ve seen how posting orders and free posting can lead to stops in posting and confusion firsthand, so I this will be needed. But please do not be discouraged, because I promise something great of this, if everyone does their part. Just follow the Arena Rules, and we can do this smoothly, and hopefully have a really cool time. Please enjoy. [b][center]------------------------------------------------------[/b][/center] [b][size=2][u]Sign Ups:[/b][/size][/u] [b]Name:[/b] (whatever, this is going to be set in London, so international names are fine) [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] (Humans can be up to 100 due to the genetic tests, vampires can be no more than 1000) [b]Race:[/b] (vampire or human? mix-breed?) [b]Alliance:[/b] [i]If you are under the [b]GSD[/b], you can be either a regular human or a vampire. If you are under the [b]AVC[/b], you can be only a vampire. If you are under the [b]Lowendove Brotherhood[/b], you can be a regular human, or an enhanced human. You will either be a priest or a human extremist. Two spots are open for the [b]Blood Brood[/b]. The character of [b]Hyde[/b] is reserved for [b]di.fm[/b].[/I] [b]Physical Description:[/b] (picture or good description) [b]Weapons:[/b] (any kind of weapon your character favors. Originality is favored. Don?t go crazy on the amount or power though.) [b]Abilities:[/b] (any special skills your character possesses. Gun-play, hand to hand, swordsmanship, whatever. If you are a vampire or enhanced human, then show what physical attributes you have, such as super speed, strength, the ability to hypnotize, or whatever. Please please be reasonable.) [b]Personality:[/b] (you know the usual) [b]Biography:[/b] (please give a good description of your character?s past, why they decided to do what they do, how they got into it, and what relationships they have with any of the other members. Make it a good length, but not super long.) [b][center]------------------------------------------[/center][/b] And that will be it ladies and gentlemen. I am working on my sign up now, but I wanted to post this early so everyone could see it. I do hope this turns out well. Have fun.[/color] [i](Graphic courtesy of Retribution. Thanks.)[/i][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] Mike scrambled around on the ground, frantic and afraid of his surroundings. The strange jungle and the obvious disturbance of a talking monster all made him very uneasy. [I] ?This has gotta be a dream... Did I pass out or something??[/I] he though to himself. The small dragon-like creature began approaching him slowly, and seemingly trying it?s best not to startle Mike. [color=black][b] ?Master... please allow me to explain things to you. As I said before, I am Ryuudamon. I am a Digimon. You have been transported to this, the Digital World for a very important reason, as the Digivice and Crystal have chosen you, as I have been chosen myself to protect and help you...?[/b][/color] Ryuudamon spoke slowly and understandingly towards Mike, his tone reflecting a high intelligence. Mike looked shocked for a moment, trying to comprehend what the creature was saying, and trying to figure out if he had gotten a second-hand high from some druggie at the gym. Then something clicked and he looked down to his hands, which held the small dark-grey device, and his other which held a black crystal. He began thinking of the events that had just unfolded and still felt terrified. [b] ?What do you mean you were chosen to... protect me??[/b] he asked slowly, and still highly baffled. [color=black][b] ?Hm... I am a warrior digimon, and I was chosen to help the digidestined of Love in his quest... all things will be explained, my lord. You must first, though, find your fellow digidestined. You should be able find them using your digivice.?[/b][/color]. Ryuudamon gestured his head towards the device in Mike?s right hand, causing him to look at it once more. [color=black][b] ?Just press the second button down on the front, and you should be able to locate your fellow digidestined.?[/b][/color] Mike gave Ryuudamon a confused glare and a raised eyebrow. Then looking down to the digivice, he pressed the button, causing a small map with flashing red dots to appear on the screen. Mike?s head jerked back slightly in discovery and noticed that the red dots were clustered together. [b] ?So... this thing is a tracker or something??[/b] [b][color=black] ?On top of other things, yes, m?lord.?[/b][/color]. Ryuudamon nodded as if in a bow. [b] ?Listen, if you?re real, or whatever, and if you?re gonna be following me around... then call me Mike... all that ?my lord? crap is weirding me out.?[/b] Mike gave a mock frown. [color=black][b] ?As you wish master...?[/b][/color] Ryuudamon replied, causing Mike to breath a sigh. [b] ?Well... let?s go.?[/b] he said, still afraid and unsure of the entire situation. Mike figured if it was a dream, he might as well play along. And if it wasn?t.... then at least he?d be getting some answers. After a bit of walking, the pair began hearing the voices of other humans. Mike began running in the direction of the voices, dodging bushes and tree branches as Ryuudamon kept up. Soon, the voices were very near and the two began slowing down into a patient walk. Mike emerged from the bushes, delighted to see a group of normal people, but also a bit taken back by the monsters with them. Mike stepped forward and waved slightly to the group who had barely noticed him. Mike opened his mouth and said dryly,[b] ?Yo...?[/b][/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] The desert winds blew dust and sand around the two fighters as they approached one another in the middle of the street. The atmosphere was thick with tension and intensity exuding from the two opponents. Both had an expression of concentrated anger as they stared one another down, shooting dagger?s into each other?s eyes. Not long after the exchange of glares, Mask made the first move, snaking from left to right in a fast zig zag motion. The man?s agility was the one thing Dark still had a difficult time matching as he swerved his body in awkward directions, approaching Dark. Mask quickly struck out with his hand in a ridge-chop directed at Dark?s neck, who quickly guarded with his forearm, only to be met by a swift kick to his right knee. Dark fell to a kneel as Mask flipped backwards into a hand spring and then a flying jump kick directed at Dark?s lowered head. Reacting quickly, Dark grabbed Mask?s leg by the ankle, throwing him viciously to the ground. Mask?s athleticism compensated, however, as he cartwheeled out of the throw and carried himself to a stop from the momentum. Dark growled and raised himself up to his feet, preparing for another defensive maneuver. Mask looked up from under his brows to with a sadistic smile at Dark. Dark replied with an amused smirk and a raised eyebrow. [b] ?Here I come...?[/b] Mask hissed in a menacing rasp as he continued his snaking maneuver towards Dark, flipping into the air and attempting a dropping kick onto Dark. This time, Dark was ready for his surprises. Mask came down for the attack, only to be met by a powerful spinning lunging kick to his mid-section. Mask bent over the kick in the air as he felt as though he was nearly broken in half by the attack. Dark kept his leg and Mask suspended in the air, and then brought his foot down hard onto the ground, causing Mask to bounce across the ground in a heap. [b] ?If you were better, you would?ve seen that coming.?[/b] Dark growled in triumph as Mask moaned in pain on the ground. He could tell that the kick had seriously damaged the young warrior?s body. He was possibly bleeding internally, which became apparent as Mask began coughing minor amounts of blood onto the sand. Dark leaned back in a mock victory stance, looking down disapproving towards Mask. Then a feeling of unease shivered up his spine. Looking down closer to Mask?s face, Dark saw an expression of malicious fury coming from beneath his brow. [b] ?I?ll kill you...?[/b] Mask whispered in an animalistic growl. His fingers ran through the sands, shaking slowly in an restrained rage. Dark replied unintimidated. [b] ?Then do it.?[/b] He gripped his knuckles tight and looked cautiously as Mask?s entire body began shaking uncontrollably out of anger. Suddenly, he looked up with a stare of death, and lunged viciously at Dark, who readied himself for defense...[/color][/size]

[color=darkred][size=1] The environment surrounding Michael and his team seemed eerie and moody. The buildings and facilities around them in a strange modern version of the old ghost towns from way back. While Mike was ready to admit the place was unsettling, he had a difficult time understanding the fear of his more ?cautious? team mates. He found a closer companion in Cutler, who had a more relaxed, or at least bouncy, attitude about the situation. While Mike was by no means afraid, he was still on guard, as he always was. Even when it seemed as if he was relaxed, he was prepared to strike out and defend himself and his team at any moment. So one is taught in becoming a martial artist and espionage agent. His right hand rested on his pistol holster, while his left sat atop his long field knife, a weapon which he always preferred to guns. Mike and Cutler continued walking side by side, and continued their conversation. Mike leaned over slightly and spoke. [b] ?So... what is it exactly we?re being so scared of??[/b] Cutler laughed in a sincere way and replied. [b] ?Your guess is as good as mine, grasshopper. I?m not completely sure why everyone?s so jumpy myself... suppose we should ask??[/b] [b] ?I like to be surprised.?[/b] Mike said sarcastically, gesturing with his hands the same way Cutler had earlier. [b] ?Because I?m a totally Honk Kong Fooey.?[/b] He and Cutler shared a good laugh. Suddenly, Commander Roos raised his hand backwards signifying a halt. The two stood back and watched as he and his recon specialist, Phil, scanned the area cautiously, their rifle?s following their line of site slowly. [b] ?Ya think we found something to kill??[/b] Cutler whispered to Mike with a mock excitement. [b] ?That would be better than shitting our pants about what?s not there.?[/b] Mike spoke with a slight disdain. He had learned long ago not to be afraid of what?s not seen, because there was always something in front of your eyes that should matter more. He had wished his squad would share this mentality, but he couldn?t blame them for being cautious. Roos lowered his fist and signaled to follow along. Cutler gave out a deep sigh and Mike chuckled at him. It would seem he had found a temporary companion for the time being.... [center]-----------------------------------------------------[/center] [b]OOC:[/b] I apologize for my slow ass respond time. I?ve been pretty busy as of late. I?m sorry.[/color][/size]