Rhym

I suppose I might be a bit like Keitaro from Love Hina. I'm a bit geeky, and I constantly find myself in situations where what it might look like to any casual observer just walking into the room is NOT what really happened. I'm also a bit like Piro from Megatokyo, in that I can constantly give advice to people in books, or people that aren't me, but when something bad happens and passes, I look back on it and say, "Holy ****! I actually SAID that? AAAAUUGGHH!!!" (tries to disembowls self with anything handy out of pure shame) Also, I'm a pretty passive and indesicive person, much like Piro. And I idolize that hair of his. I want hair like that someday.

Nexe's motorcycle was fast, but Jayce Vinaron's was faster. She soon caught up to him, and unslung the rifle. Piloting the bike with her left arm, she peered into the scope of the rifle. She saw the kid look back just as she squeezed off a few shots. He dodged, and pulled out a blunt, evil-looking blaster. He aimed backwards at Jayce, and fired several shots. She dodged as well, cursing. Accelerating, she pulled almost even with Odin Nexe. "Catch, ******!" Jayce shouted gleefully, throwing a fragmentation grenade at him and pulling ahead. Looking back, she noticed that he was keeping almost even with her. However, she also saw the panicked kid juggle with the live grenade, then toss it up in the air. It detonated about 15 feet above him, forcing the front wheel of his motorcycle down, and him over the handlebars. She heard a dopplering voice behind her shout, "I JUST GOT THIS REPAIRED YOU *****!!!!" She smirked slightly, gloating to herself. Her victory didn't last long, however, as a mortar shell exploded directly in front of her. [ALIGN=Center]--------[/ALIGN] Orange Maxamillion lifted his garage's door up. A haggard, dusty, cloaked figure, dragging a heap of metal behind it, addressed him. "I hear you fix things." it said in a voice that, by the sounds of it, just dragged a wrecked motorcycle over many miles of desert. "Yes," said Orange. "Yes, I do."

Jayce Vinaron decided that she needed to let off some steam. She drove down the highway until she could see no sign of civilization. Even the highway was barely recognizeable as one, it was so cracked and sand covered. She had her own firing range out here, where no one ever came. Out of her sidecar, she took the repeating blaster rifle and a bottle of scotch. Three hours, two shots of scotch, and fifteen clips later, Jayce decided that she had blown off enough steam. She surveyed the striking, beautiful landscape. [I]I love this planet,[/I] she thought. [I]So why does it seem that no one else does?[/I] She sighed deeply, and tried to hold back her tears. [I]Goddamn Domos. Goddamn Robotica. Goddamn AML. Goddamn Righteous Lightning. How is it that no one can get it right? Why can't we just live in peace? Why does everyone feel they have to wipe out someone?[/I] She sat down on top of a dune, watching the sunset, taking another shot of scotch. [I]I don't think anyone will EVER get it right.[/I] Something metallic, reflecting on the horizon, caught her eye. She followed its path along the deserted highway. As she focused on it, she realized that it was a Domo motorcycle. It passed her and she stood up. An evil grin spread across her face. [I]Maybe I haven't blown off ALL of my steam...[/I] She hopped on her motorcycle, rifle slung across her back, and tore off in pursuit of Odin Nexe.

Various Righteous Lightning members instructed Jayce Vinaron to report to someone called Levington, the quartermaster. Finding his office, she stepped inside. "You need this package?" "Yes, thank you. I'll take it from here." Jayce offered Levington the package and he took it. There was still something that had been bothering her for the entire delivery. "So why is the Righteous Lightning accepting arms from Robotica now, Levington?" He grew nervous. "What makes you think that, Jayce? You know we wouldn't do something like that." "That's just ********, Levington, and both of us know that. I've seen the address that I had to pick it up from. It was a Robotica factory. So tell me, why?" He sighed. "You [I]know[/I] how badly we need the weapons, Jayce." She was getting very tired of his waffling. "I've been with the Righteous Lightning almost since it's conception, Levington, even if I'm not actively a member. You can tell me about these things. Why are you accepting weapons from Robotica?" "Think of it as the lesser of two evils, Jayce. You've seen the people here. They're under a horrible oppresion, and they [I]need[/I] us. Did anyone lift a finger to help you when that Domo harrased you?" She had to admit that the answer was no. "You see, Jayce? We need weapons to fight this oppresion." "I know that, Levington, but don't you think that oppression is better than extinction? Let the Domo faction, or the AML, or both, anyone, take care of Robotica. They're all better equipped than you. If you try to take on Robotica alone, we'll [I]all[/I] be killed." Levington grew angry. "This conversation is over, Jayce. It's hardly the part of a courier to question our ideals. Now get out." She left his office, slamming the door. [I]Fools... They're all fools... No one is right... We're all doomed...[/I]

In a failed attempt to "show his homies" that he has "got the shizzle," President Bush alienated both the rockers and the rappers by flashing the "rock on" sign while saying "Aiight, dawgs."

Jayce Vinaron reached Veleras well after dark. Being under a tight curfew by the Domo Faction, the gates were sealed. [I]You'll have to try better than that to keep me out, Domo.[/I] You don't become successful in the illegal weapons trade by ignoring the secret entrances to a city. Inside Veleras, she left her bike in a secure location. [I]I can't afford to be seen,[/I] thought Jayce. [I]I'm out after curfew AND a wanted criminal.[/I] She spent the night in an abandoned warehouse. The next day, she set out to a place she could wait. [I]This city gives new meaning to the phrase "held under an iron fist."[/I] She pulled up her face covering and leaned against a wall to wait for her contact. Two Domos found her first. "Oi, miss, there's no loiterin' allowed in this 'ere city, right?" "Specially wit' such a s'picious lookin' package, you know?" "You Domos are all the same," she spat. "Now that's asaultin' an officer, miss! The charges keep pilin' up, now don't they?" " 'owever, we can be made to... drop these charges, if you get our drift?" the Domo said, as he grabbed her by her wrists and forced her against the wall. The package dropped against the ground. "Bad idea, buddy," said Jayce, flexing her right wrist back. The blade immediatly slid out, severing the guard's hand. She quickly cut off his other hand, grabbed the package, and ran. She could hear the shouts of alarm behind her as she pounded through the twisting alleys of Veleras. Suddenly, a hand caught her and dragged her into a dark doorway. A cloaked figure said "So THERE you are! The Righteous Lightning was wondering when you would show up!" Jayce caught her breath. "You're... my contact? Wait... aren't you Ashi?" "I am. You needn't worry, through this door is the delivery point. I was just on my way to another assignment when I saw you. Lucky for both of us, eh?" "Yes, it is. May I ask what the assignment is?" "Sorry, classified. I can ask you something though. Have you ever heard of someone called the Tai Pan?" "I've heard of him, yes, but I can't say that I know where he is. Well, good luck, and thanks!" She waved goodbye to Ashi, and stepped into the doorway.

[ALIGN=Center][SIZE=4]----TEARS OF AUTUMN----[/SIZE][/ALIGN] Thanks to everyone joining this post, let's make this fun! [ALIGN=Center]--------[/ALIGN] IC: The day was dry, dusty, and searing, exactly like any other day on the desert planet of Autumn. Jayce Vinaron liked the heat, and she was dressed for it. Currently she was cruising down the highway to the city of Heirashii, where she had a delivery to make to the Righteous Lightning. She never missed a delivery. Reaching the city, however, she realized that making this delivery could be very hard. The streets were clogged wtih smoke and Domo guards. [I]****! Domos everywhere. How am I going to make this one?[/I] A large crowd of people were gathered around a news console. "Breaking news from Heirashii: a large offensive has been mounted on a suspected Righteous Lightning hideout by the Domo Faction. Small skirmishes were reported, but all resistance seems to have been quelled." It cut to a shot of smouldering rubble swarming with Domo Faction guards, barely recognizeable as the delivery point. "The man in charge of this operation is the relatively new Commander Talon Vicecount," the screen now showed a mug shot of a fierce-looking man, "but already he has proven his worth several times over. Isn't that right, Jane?" "That's right, Dan! In sports today..." [I]Double ****! What am I going to do with this package?[/I] She was startled as a hooded figure materialized right next to her. "Are you Jayce Vinaron?" Dazed by this unprecedented development, she could only nodd. "My name is Ashi. I am with those you seek. You are instructed to travel in all haste to the city of Veleras. Someone will meet you there. Now, I must go. It won't benefit anyone to stay here." The figure disappeared. [I]At least that's sorted out. Looks like it's time to go to Veleras.[/I] OOC:My main computer at home, coincidentaly the only one with a functional internet connection, chose to go nuts last Wednesday, so I might not be able to post as much as I'd like. I should get it back soon, hopefully.

Okay, time to start this thread! Recruitment is over, so go post in the Tears of Autumn thread in the arena!

Explain 'artificial intelligence." Is it like heightened senses, increased conciousness, that sort of thing? Also, and I don't mean to be strict, but vehicles are fairly important and should be used, even if they're just a hunk of junk, only meant to be a faster means of transportation. What I meant by "Reputation" is how the other political alignments and races view you. What you have there is good, but it's more how she acts then how others view her.

[ALIGN=Center][SIZE=4]----TEARS OF AUTUMN----[/SIZE][/ALIGN] Welcome to the desert planet of Autumn. The most precious commodity is Xanathite, a mysterious element that can provide a massive amount of power to anything that needs it. On Autumn, rivalries come heated, intrigue comes thick, and lives come cheap. How these power plays will resolve themselves, only those that join this thread have the power to influence. [ALIGN=Center][SIZE=3]----CHARACTER SETUP----[/SIZE][/ALIGN] Name: What your character responds to. Sex: M/F *A note: Robots are sexless, but if you choose one, be sure to include which sex it?s modeled after.* Race: Human, Cyborg (specify enhancement[s]), Mutant (specify mutation[s]), Robot Hair: N/A if Robot Eyes: Receptor color if Robot Skin: Paint job if Robot Build: Light, Medium, Heavy *A note: Heavy does not mean fat. It means large and strong* Clothing: Robots can wear clothes if they want to Weapon of Choice: Energy weapons are ok to a certain plausibility. All energy weapons run on Xanathite. Melee weapons are still OK to use, you just have to pick your battles wisely Vehicle: No airplanes, but Hovercraft and gliders are still allowed. Please specify Speed (Poor-Excellent), Maneuverability (Poor-Excellent), and Armor (Poor-Excellent). *A note: Certain political factions have uniform vehicles that [U]must[/U] be used. Small upgrades can be made, but only at the sacrifice of another attribute.* Vehicular Weaponry: If any. PM me for the guidelines of what is a light/medium/heavy weapon. *A note: The only upgrades you can make to a uniform vehicle without it decreasing another attribute are any changes in the uniform weapon.* Bio: A brief description and history of your character Political Alignment/Reputation: For Political Factions, see below. Your reputation is linked directly with your alignment [ALIGN=Center][SIZE=3]----POLITICAL FACTIONS----[/SIZE][/ALIGN] -Robotica- (Robots only) The goal of Robotica is to destroy every single organic life form on Autumn, and have all of the Xanathite reserves to power them. And from there, of course, the universe. They will occasionally cooperate with Cyborgs, but they share a mutual distrust, as the Cyborgs know that one day, Robotica will come for them. Main Rival Alignment: The AML. Utterly Despised by Humans & Mutants, Distrusted by Cyborgs. Robotica Vehicles- Glider Upgrade: For Robots with light builds. Legs enhanced for increased running speed and jump height. Arms equipped with retractable wings, each with small maneuvering jets and wing tips each ending with a light blaster (uniform) or any light weapon. Speed- Excellent, Maneuv- Excellent, Armor- Poor. Buggy Upgrade: For Robots with medium builds. Legs are able to transform into four wheels, body retracts and becomes more streamlined, right arm is able to turn into a medium blaster (uniform) or any medium weapon. Speed- Moderate, Maneuv- Moderate, Armor- Moderate. Tank Upgrade: For Robots with heavy builds. Legs are able to transform into heavy-duty tank treads. Chest cavity becomes a heavy blaster (uniform) or any heavy weapon. Speed- Poor, Maneuv- Poor, Armor- Excellent. -The Anti-Mechanoid League- (Humans & Mutants only) The AML?s main goal is to rid Autumn of all non-organic intelligences and bionically enhanced life ?for the betterment of all humanity?. The mutants, naturally skeptical about this, speculate that Anti-[U]Mechanoid[/U] League can easily turn into the Anti-[U]Mutant[/U] League, but they also speculate that at least humans are capable of mercy. Main Rival Alignment: Robotica. Generally Accepted by Humans, Slightly Distrusted by Mutants, Hated by Cyborgs, and Utterly despised by Robots. AML Vehicles- AML ATV: Comes standard with two forward-mounted light blasters (uniform) or any light weapons. Speed- Very Good, Maneuv- Excellent, Armor- Below Average. AML Buggy: Comes standard with a back-mounted heavy machine gun (uniform) or any medium/some heavy weapons. Looks kinda like a puma. Speed- Below Average, Maneuv- Excellent, Armor- Very good. -The Domo Faction- (Any Race except Robots) The Domo Faction is an Ultra-Right-Wing political party with its own private army. Its main goal is the takeover of Autumn, using its Xanathite reserves to both power and fund its army, to be unleashed upon the universe... pretty much the usual. Due to its exceedingly conservative views, it isn?t very popular with the main populace. Main Rival Alignment: The Righteous Lightning. Disliked by Humans, Mutants, Cyborgs, and non-Robotica Robots. Utterly Despised by Robotica Robots. DF Vehicles- Motorcycle: Sleek, stylin?, and fast, this is one smooth ride. Comes standard with a side-mounted light blaster (uniform) or any light weapon. Speed- Excellent, Maneuv- Very Good, Armor- Poor. Hovercraft: Sluggish but powerful, the hovercraft is the only vehicle that comes standard with two forward-mounted plasma cannons (uniform, cannot be changed), a technology only available to the Domo Faction. Speed- Below Average, Maneuv- Moderate, Armor- Very Good. Tank: The mobile (barely) BFG. If you?re thinking Roald Dahl, you?re wrong. Comes standard with a heavy antipersonnel cannon (uniform) or any heavy weapon. -The Righteous Lightning- (Any Race) The revolutionary, underground, liberal movement pushing the overthrow of the Domo Faction, by violent means if necessary. Main Rival Alignment: The Domo Faction. Folk Heroes to non-DF Humans, Mutants, Cyborgs, and non-Robotica Robots. Utterly Despised by Robotica Robots. The Righteous Lightning doesn?t have uniform vehicles, but they do provide money for nice vehicles. -Vigilante- (Any Race except Mutants) Just another hired gun. Or blade. Or fist. Or whatever. Main Rival Alignment: MFBL. Because most bounties called in are Mutants, Vigilantes are Hated and Feared by Mutants. Generally tolerated by Humans, Cyborgs, and non-Robotica robots, Utterly Despised by Robotica Robots. Vigilantes really can?t afford nice vehicles unless they are very successful. -Mutants For a Better Life- (Mutants only) Since most mutants are prosecuted by almost everyone, a few of them decided that there?s strength in numbers, and started MFBL. Their only goal is to help make Autumn more tolerant of Mutants, nothing more. I never said that the Vigilantes felt GOOD about what they do. Main Rival Alignment: Vigilante. Distrusted by Humans & Cyborgs, Mutually Sympathetic with non-Robotica robots, Utterly despised by Robotica Robots. -Prospector/Merchant- (Any Race) Where would Autumn be without the people that actually go out and find that Xanathite? Probably nowhere. You can choose to be either job, or be a little of both. Main Rival Alignment: None. Downright Friendly with Humans, Mutants, Cyborgs, and non-Robotica Robots. Utterly Despised by (yup, you guessed it,) Robotica Robots. [ALIGN=Center][SIZE=3]----A SMALL THOUGHT----[/SIZE][/ALIGN] I know that in these threads, everyone wants to be the total b*d*ss, but keep this in mind: without a complete b*st*rd antagonist, where would the total b*d*ss protagonist be? Also, all you Goth d00ds out there, think about this: the desert is very hot. Would you wear all black if you lived in a desert? I don?t mean to cramp your style or anything, and I have nothing personal against Goths, but let?s just be realistic here. [ALIGN=Center][SIZE=3]----MY CHARACTER----[/SIZE][/ALIGN] Name: Jayce Vinaron Sex: Female Age: 27 Race: Cyborg. Jayce?s right arm is entirely robotic. Hair: Dark Red, with long bangs. Eyes: Green Skin: Bronzed Build: Light Clothing: Jayce wears a desert-camo cloak with a hood and face covering. Under the cloak, a loose-fitting white tunic, some bleached leather armor, and a baggy desert-camo pants. WOC: When Jayce turns her right palm out, a wrist-blade slides out the bottom of her arm. When she flexes her right hand down, a small blaster pistol pops out of her forearm. Vehicle: A Harley-Davidson style motorcycle with wide sand treads. Sidecar attachment is a Xanathite detector and extractor. Speed- Excellent, Maneuv- Above Average (Between Very Good and Moderate), Armor- Below Average. Vehicular Armaments: The sidecar is also where Jayce stores a medium repeating blaster rifle and some frag grenades. Just in case. Bio: Jayce Vinaron?s cover is that she is a not too succesful dealer in Xanathite. Really, she only extracts what she herself needs. Her real occupation is that of a highly succesful dealer in the black market. She is a remarkable blockade runner, often blowing past the most secure roadblocks with nary a scratch. As a result, she has accumulated a substantial bounty on her head. Political Alignment: Prospector/Merchant Reputation: Anti-Mechanoid League: Utterly Despised Domo Faction: (keep in mind they are the primary police force) Hated Robotica: Mutual Distrust Vigilantes: Hunted Mutants For a Better Life: Accepted Prospectors/Merchants: Friendly Righteous Lightning: Folk Hero Recruitment for this thread will last from 5/22 to 5/29. Sign up!

Ah... my pets... The first pets I remember having were the ones we took care of in Berekely, CA. Molly and Otis, both dogs. Molly was a female black lab, very good-natured, and Otis was a male Lab-Husky mux, the alpha-male, always looking for trouble. We had those two for a long time, and some other pets during then. We had some goldfish, some frogs, some praying manti, we even took care of a cockatoo once. We figure that the only kind of animal we HAVEN'T at one point looked after is a reptile. However, all of those pets are now dead, most from old age, but Otis, being too aggressive, was put to sleep, and Molly died of a tumor. After moving to Utah, however, we adopted two cats, Romy and Buddy. Romy is short for Romeo, and his sister's name was Juliet. The lady we adopted those two from told us this, as Juliet had died before we adopted Romy and Buddy. Romy is a psycho, but then, what cat isn't? He's a stupid-psycho, in a funny way. Buddy is just fat. He's scared of me, although I don't know why, seeing as how we've had them both for 4 years and I really haven't done anything to make him scared of me. Well, those are (and were) my pets... ya gotta love 'em.