Sign Up Vengence [R]

[Annie]

[color=red]This RPG is rated [b]R[/b] for mature language and adult content.[/color]

[center][size=3][b][font=Palatino Linotype]Vengence[/center][/size][/font][/b]

[size=1][i]"The date is Febuary 14th, it's been one year since our unexpected demise. This was the day you asked me to marry you. It was a chilly winters day, the snow was still falling, the children were still building snow men and snow angels littered every patch of silvery snow.."[/i]

She paused. The pages in her black and white composition notebook flood with memories. Memories longed to be forgotten. Memories longing to be remembered. So many.

[i]"Do you remember? We were in your house, sitting by the fire place. Drinking our hot chocolate, I was laying in your arms. It was then you asked me to marry you. The doorbell rang, you answered the door only to be greeted by a shower of bullets. I screamed, they burst in, you fell to the floor. The men charged at me, I tried to fight but there were too many..."[/i]

She stopped again. Rain drops dripped onto the paper, black ink smeared. How she wished she could cry.

"[i]I was not killed, not yet. They blind folded and gagged me and took me away from your dying body. They threw me in a vehicle and knocked me out.
I woke up in a strange, unfamiliar facility. It looked like a laboratory, but it was dark, the walls were royal blue with gold embrossment. I remember laying on a black leather table, covered only in a sheer, white sheet. Through the heavy, oak door a man in a black pinstripped suit walked up to me...[/i]

"Where is it? Where is the diary?"[i]his cold, evil voice boomed within my ears as he stroked my hair. My brown hair, soaked in blood where the men hit me.[/i]

"I have no idea what you are talking about. What diary?"

[i]I was choked on my tears.[/i]

"Don't play that game with me. I know you posses it, the diary your father kept. Do you have any idea on the destruction of my being that diary could bring?"

[i]The man's heated lips were on the lobe of my ear.[/i]

"No..I-I didn't know my father..."

"Of course you wouldn't know him. He died when you were of four years of age...But he left you a diary. Now I want to know where it is, and I want it now."

"Wha-what's so important about it? What kind of information...does it contain?"

"It has everything containing my creation.."

"I don't understand...Your creation? You aren't human?"

[i]He then licked my neck. I started to cry again.[/i]

"No, I am just another one of your father's creations and experiments. But he made a mistake in my genetics and I want to know how to fix it..."

[i]He started to run his cold fingers down my colar bone and dared to venture further.[/i]

"Fix what? What mistake? Who was my father?"

"Where is that diary?!"

[i]The man slammed his fist beside my head. The table shook under his fury. His voice shattered my eardrums.[/i]

"I don't know!!! I don't know about any diary!!"
[i]
The last thing after that that I can rememeber was seeing the reflection of his twisted smile on the side of his dagger as it pierce through my flesh..."[/i]

She laid the pen down softly and closed the notebook. Her muscles ached. Her dry eyes scanned the alleyway. The rain fell softly, sweetly splashing and disappearing into the puddles. Trash filled dumpsters to the brim, spilling into the broken concrete below. She hugs the notebook to her breast, protecting her love.
[i]
It's been a year since that day. And I wander the earth, alone. I look for the answers. I look for a resolution to the secrets kept from me. I look for that creature who took my life and soul from me. I look for you, my love. I know you are out there, too. You are walking the earth as well as I am, in flesh and blood. Where could you be....[/i]
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[b]Okay, I had this RPG going a [I]long[/i] time ago. I had received a request to revive it. I'm a little iffy about starting again. But, to give you the basic idea, the girl narrorating is "dead" [if you didn't guess]. Her soul cannot rest until she finds out what happened, and all that jazz. I kind of stole the idea from the movie [i]The Crow[/i]. How he comes back from the dead in search and destroy the people who murdered him and his fiancee.

In my version, it's basically the same thing. Only, I put a cyborg-like twist into it. Her father was a very prestigious scientist. He specialized in cyborg technology. The "creature" the girl refers to is one of her father's creations. There's a defect in this "creature" and it will destroy him. You know the bad guy, can't let that happen. So, he is looking for this diary. The diary belongs to the father, it contains his life's work, has all the answers, yada-yada.

The girl is looking for the diary, her love [whom is still alive], and the "creature". With the diary, she can get her revenge. The diary also contains a secret..in which will turn up in the story.

I can't tell you everything![/b]
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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: (human, mysterious creation)
Appearance:
Weapon(s): (guns, swords, something along those lines)
Biography:
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Here's mine..
Name: Charlette Maxwell
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human

Appearance: 5'2, 115lbs, slender build, slightly muscular. Mid-back length milk chocolate brown hair, royal blue eyes, light mocha skin. She wears a pair of worn,slightly sagging blue jeans with black studded belt, a white button-up long sleeve shirt, a pair of brown leather boots, a jean jacket that goes down to her ankles, and red knitted scarf.

Weapon(s): Twin platinum 45 magnums, long barrels in thigh holsters, a short dagger and long dagger in holster on her lower back, and a whip on her belt.

Biography: Growing up in a foster home from the age of 4, she never knew her parents. She was the mischievious child in school, but everyone loved her. She's a fun, witty, and sweet girl who would do anything for you. At the age of 13 she had gotten herself into some trouble with theft. She ran away from her foster home at the age of 15, when the foster father tried to molest her. She lived on her own, working 2 jobs and attending school. One day she met a man, of 18 years of age, she was waitressing his table. He asks for her number and everything went on from there. They were always together, always by eachother's side. His name was Coby Rogers. For 3 years he took care of her, taking her under his wing. He knew of her past, but he didn't care. One day, on his 21st birthday Febuary 14th, the two were sitting infront of the fire place. He asked Charlette to marry him. Charlette says yes, then the door bell rings......


I'll edit this later.[/size]

[Elena Tsukashi]

[COLOR=DarkRed][B]Name[/B]: Sharit
[B]Age[/B]: 21
[B]Gender[/B]: Male
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Appearance:[/B] 6'1 with long bangs, with longer white hair ties back in ponytail. Right eye red and left eye blue. Light brown cargo pants with white sleeveless shirt, under a lighter brown vest. Black goth boots.
[B]Weapons[/B]: Does okay with sowrds *fasination as a child* But uses throwing knives and a whip he stole from a leather shop. Likes fist.
[B]Biography:[/B] Was an agreessive child and then got into being a goth and wiccan. Became really into magic and one day, killled family after becoming enraged and used witchcraft to cover it up. Became really good in magic and a theif, but got bored of the goth, and lightend up, and used a hidden spell to prolong life.[/COLOR]

[Burori]

Ah once it falls then it must rise!

[COLOR=orangered][u]Name [/u][/color]:Name:Jackel
[COLOR=orangered][u]Age[/u][/color]: 20
[COLOR=orangered][u]Sex [/u][/color]: Male
[COLOR=orangered][u]Race[/u][/color]:: By genetic structure human but his true origin is unknown.
[COLOR=orangered][u]Appearance [/u][/color]: A tall and muscular being standing an impressive 7 foot and 2 inches. He weighs around 250 pounds. A minor change to his body is a metallic hand that looks and moves as if he never crafted one on. The cause of that was a resent match against another loon. The thing to know the most about his metallic limbs and such is that they can not be used for self-defense or to deal damage. They may be machine-based limbs but they are so perfectly created that they are basically a limb. He has an incredible amount of knowledge on a human anomaly and machines that make him able to create such parts. A smile on his face is always common it?s when he stops smiling, then RUN! He has gold hair that grows down to his back and shoulder blades. He wears an ancient Egyptian robe with the markings of Anubius showing his bloodline inheritance. The robe only covers the back of him but the front is visible with a dagger hung around his neck. The dagger itself is so old it that it was useless in a battle that is why he sealed the sheath on it and wore it so that it reminded him how he came to be. On his back he wears a hilt that holds the very sword Anubius gave to him in commemorating him as his third son. On his sides were two sashes for his trademark weapons, The Raging bulls. He wore also a belt that held his grenades and ammunition.
[COLOR=orangered][u] Weapons [/u][/color]

[COLOR=orangered][u] Alepedo [/u][/color]: A beautifully crafted golden handled sword given to him from the God himself Anubius. The very blade itself is made of substances so poisonous means death in a few hours unless Jackel chooses not to use that. Which he never does for he likes to torture his victims. Jackel however decided a few changes to it should be made and created a gunblade of his liking. The gunblade at the moment can hold up to 5 shotgun shells. Each shell was made to scatter into hundreds of sharp metals able to pierce almost everything. The down side? He can only use one setting at a time. It takes a few minutes to switch the blade.

[COLOR=orangered][u] Raging Bulls [/u][/color]: Jackel?s two little beauties. This is a pair you DO NOT want to be flashed with. Both fire 600 bullets per cartage each at 20 bullets a second. Crafted to Jackel?s perfect image. A insane weapon for an insane killer.

[COLOR=orangered][u]Grenades [/u][/color]: He carries only three types of Grenades. Which can only be activated when he touches them.

[COLOR=orangered][u]Bio[/u][/color]: His actual history is unknown. In the journal of the well known scientist he is listed as none other than the dark angel of Omega. The defect of his grand design? Pure insanity.

[Dmitri_Dragoon]

[B]Name:[/B] Gunther "the creature"
[B]Age:[/B] 35
[B]Gender:[/B] Male
[B]Race:[/B] Cyborg
[B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://img18.photobucket.com/albums/v55/Rayman_879/darkness.jpg]Click Here[/URL]
Gunther is without the mouth-plate. His menacing white teeth are always clearly visible. His smiles, although charismatic, can curdle milk with fear.
[B]Weapon(s):[/B] Twin Desert Eagles. Long dagger he keeps in a sheath on the small of his back.
[B]Biography:[/B] Gunther, started out life almost immediately as a orphan. He has no recollection of who his parents are. He was picked up off the streets one day by a scientist who needed a human test subject. This scientist had spent much of his life perfecting his procedures on animals, such as cats, and mice, eventually getting to humaninty's closest cousin, the great gorrilla.

After many years of work, he completed Gunther. The end result was a cyborg of immense strength, and agility, though, with little emotion. The scientist did not see it neccessary that his creation have a mass quantity of feelings. So left what would be important.

After many years, he heard several of the Scientist's aides conversing. They spoke as to how their boss was upset because of a flaw that he had discovered in Gunther. Gunther, was of course concerned about his own well being, and tried to find out all he could from his creator.

Unfortunately for him, the scientist died, taking his secret to the grave. Or did he? There was rumor of a notebook that held all of the scientist's secrets. This book could contain the knowledge that Gunther needs. He had to find it at all costs.

When he learned of the scientist's daughter, he had to get on it and find out what he could from her. He was distraught when he learned that she was very young, and would be of little use as of now. He would wait. He had an immense capacity for patience.

When the time was right, he struck. He found no information from the girl, but that was okay. He would find the book if he had to kill every human on the planet. No mortal force would be able to stop him once he started.

[Bullet Theory]

Name: Shanto Magoma
Age: 23
Gender: male
Race: Human
Appearance: [URL=http://www.cybercombatclub.com/anime_mangas_divx_nohentai_repertoire/fr_gundam_wing_anime_mechas_repertoire/images_gundam_wing_pics_galleries_wallpapers/gundam_wing_chang_wufei_shenlong_nakatu_images_pics_galleries.jpg]Shanto[/URL]
Weapon(s): One Red Bladed Katana
Biography: Shanto was raised to be an honorable man. He was a intelligent child and was a straight-A student through grade and high school. He graduated top of his class from collage. After school, he decided to move out to the mountain tops to become a martial arts master. He mastered both Jeet Kun Do and Brazilian Jujitsu. He combined them to create the Kwan Dao style. He uses this, along with a red bladed katana that was passed down to him from his father to battle opponents.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Name: Chani Quetavril

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: inexplicably human

Appearance: see attatchment, I have a much better one, but it shows a slit and some tit. So maybe I'll just...let you all see that later.

Weapon(s): Tanto, 9mm, because you can't go wrong with something that gets past the metal detectors, hairpins.

Biography: Shy and somewhat sheltered, Chani is the result of corpral punishment and sever introvertedness gone horribly wrong. She appears to be charming and demure, when really she's only a container of souls. The souls being contained are angry, sad, depressed, vengeful, confused, terrified, fake, and horribly mangled. There are times when her own sanity is in question, but she assures herself that there is nothing wrong. Supposing she ever breaks this cycle of self hatred, anger at the world, and mostly anger at her parents [who are recently dead], she might turn out to be useful. But at the moment, she is simply a wandering soul, more lost than you could ever imagine.

She knows about the diary, and she's mixed with the creature, but she's so unstable [it seems], that nobody in their right mind would ever ask her to help. Perhaps her being a container of souls could have some better purpose, but until then, she's simply upset. There have been times when she felt like someone was trying to talk to her, explain to her something important, but as usual, she's written it off as something along the lines of:

"Ah, my brain is trying to kill me again."

Speaking of writing...[URL=http://otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=41396]More can be discovered about her by taking a look at samples of it...[/URL] [/COLOR]

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]Name: Blair (last name unknown)

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Race: Human but she believes she is an android

Appearance: [URL=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg57/misc096.jpg]Minus the wings, add more clothes[/URL]
She wears a drab brown skirt that goes down to her ankles, it is frayed at the and the hem is dirty. She wears a white blouse that is tucked into her skirt and buttoned right to the top, it is help by a simple, silver crucafix(sp?) brouch that she has always had but has no idea where it came from, it is her pride possesion.

Weapons: She is very weak and can't fight for herself very well, but if she is backed into a corner, any ol' stick will be fine

Bio: Blair is an orphan and has no memory what so ever of her parents or when she was younger. She remembers being in the orphanage since she was 13 and they are not happy memories.

She was beaten, bullied and sexually abused when she was there and after 3 years of it constantly, it settled into a sadistic routine. She was also made fun of by the kids, they, believing androids to have no soul, called Blair an empty shell and that she was a robot made for human pleasure.

She walked around hearing the daily insults and taking her daily beatings like she didn?t care. She showed no sign of pain or fear when she was beaten and her eyes have a permanent 'glazed over' look about them.

When Blair turned 17 she was informed that she was allowed to leave the orphanage and work for herself. By this time she had convinced herself, with the help of the other children there, that she indeed was an android. She believes she is able to protect herself because she is a machine but she is no more than a weak girl.

She now works in a bar on a street renowned for whores and drug dealing. People come in each day and talk to her as they drink themselves into a drunken stupor, if they are willing to listen she will tell them stories of how she was beaten and that she indeed is an android and that one day, she'll get out of that little bar and make a name for herself. At least she can still dream.[/COLOR]

[B]I hope this is all a-okay, Annie ^_^[/B]

[Gavin]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Victor Kane, known mostly as Obsidian.

[b]Age:[/b] 5 though he looks approximately 35

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Race:[/b] Android

[b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://www.darkhorizons.com/1997/jackal/jack05.jpg]Picture 1[/url]

[url=http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/2128/1443/hi/co2.jpg]Picture 2[/url]

[url=http://movieweb.com/movies/hi_res.php?i=galleries/2128/1443/hi/co5.jpg]Picture 3[/url]

- Taken by government spy cameras over the past few years.

[b]Weapon(s):[/b] Obsidian carries a number of weapons all of which he uses with extreme lethality as well as being skilled in a number of unarmed forms of combat.

[list]Twin Highly Modified Berretta 9mm - Created solely for Obsidian these are unique guns, in appearance they seems exactly like any other Berretta 9mm the difference lies in their inner mechanics. The guns are constructed to fire bullets far, far faster than a normal pistol and even faster still than a machine pistol, approx. 15 bullets a second with each clip holding about 60 bullets. The bullets are armour piercing, composed of the same metal that makes up Obsidians skeleton and tipped with mercury for added virulence.


[*]Spaz 12 gauge Shotgun - A slightly modified version of the regular unit, it's barrel has been slightly rebuilt to give the weapon a longer accuracy. The ammunition itself is unchanged.


[*]Samurai Sword - As seen in the attachment, the weapon is newly constructed and was given to Obsidian for this mission. There is no great difference between this and any other sword except for the fact that the blade has been forged to make it stronger and sharper with the ability to cut cleanly through a wide variety of materials including metal.[/list]
[b]Biography:[/b] Victor as his father dubbed him, was created in an underground military R&D facility some 5 years ago. The project was to be the final evolution of his father's research codenamed [b]Obsidian[/b]. His father Malcolm Kane was a respected and at some points feared genius of Robotics and AI, he had made several efforts before to have his research funded by the government, however each time he was turned down for making what they claimed to be "impossible promises". In the end he was approached by the military, more specifically the R&D Black Ops, they agreed to fund all his research, provide him with all his equipment and even acquire a team of scientists to be at his disposal for the project. Their one condition was that the android created was to be of a military design for special operations, Malcolm was reluctant but agreed on the added condition that he would create only the one unit a prototype which the remainder of the team to replicate with time.

Obsidian as he was known to all members of the military with high enough clearance, was to be the ultimate field agent, incredibly fast, incredibly strong and incredibly deadly. The research on Obsidian's AI was so advanced that in some top-secret dossiers it is believed that he actually gain a true consciousness, with the ability to think and make his own choices as well as having emotions. His body was equally impressive, his skeletal form was crafted from alloys that were dubbed "indestructible", his muscles and joints formed with perfect precision to give him far beyond human strength and speed, and finally the outer coating of his skin, hair, eyes, hands, feet to look perfectly human. The project was so feared at some levels that certain members of the Black Ops directorate petitioned to have it destroyed lest it turn on those who had created it and go rogue.

In the end however this was not to matter, as on his first field test he would fail in what would dubbed to " a spectacular waste of government funds". His assignment was to terminate a scientist by the name of Professor Daniel Price who it seemed had continued the grotesque enterprise of cyborg technology as begun by one Doctor Maxwell. Obsidian was to kill Price, to terminate any and all projects he was working on or had finished as well as destroy all his research so that none would be able to follow in his footsteps. Obsidian managed to infiltrate Price's facility and confront the maverick scientist, but he found himself unable to complete his mission, he could not take a life and so it was subsequently discovered that his father had in giving him consciousness had also given him a conscience. However before Obsidian left the laboratory he warned Price that continued engagement in his research could lead to the dispatctment of a unit who would care little for the value of life.

Obsidian knew that he could not return to facility from which he was created or they would shut him down, he fled the scene and promised to never do harm to a living being again. He decided to educate himself in all areas that had been left out in his programming, arts, history, culture, music, these things which carried such a high merit were things he had no knowledge of. He spent four and a half years at the pursuit where he finally found peace within himself, however approximately 6 months ago he was contacted by his father and informed that he must return to the facility as it was urgent. Victor as he now went by decided that it could be a trap but that if his father had contacted him that there must have been something genuinely wrong.

On arrival he was briefed that several of Maxwell's projects were on the loose and needed to be terminated, Victor informed them that he was unable to take life as they well knew but the responded by showing him what crimes they had committed. Victor was so horrified by some of the things that they had done that he agreed to help track them down on the condition that he would only disable them and not kill them. They agreed and Victor was subjected to a number of tests to confirm that he was fit for the mission, he was outfitted with a number of extra weapons as well as some upgrades to his body to increase it's efficiency. He began his hunt with a morbid sense of recollection to his first mission, at the moment he is tracking a young women whom he believes may have so idea of their whereabouts. He longs to complete this mission so that he might be able to get back to happier pursuits and finally put his past behind him.[/size]

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][b]Name[/b]- Charlette Maxwell
[b]Age[/b]- 18
[b]Gender[/b]- Female
[b]Race[/b]- Human

[b]Appearance[/b]- [url=http://www.animeshrine.com/gallery.php?series=angelsanctuary&image=26]Charlotte[/url]
She wears all black. Black leather pants, a tight black, lacey long-sleeved top, boots and an ankle-length jacket.

[b]Weapon(s)[/b]-
[list][*]Twin IMI .357 magnum Desert Eagles. One is silver-plated and the other is black. Each are hosltered on opposite thighs.
[*] One whip that has a frayed tip. The tips have double-edged razor blades constructed into the leather.[/list]

[b]Biography-[/b] Growing up in a foster home from the age of 4, she never knew her parents. She was the mischievious child in school, but everyone loved her. She's a fun, witty, and sweet girl who would do anything for you. At the age of 13 she had gotten herself into some trouble with theft. She ran away from her foster home at the age of 15, when the foster father tried to molest her. She lived on her own, working 2 jobs and attending school. One day she met a man, of 18 years of age, she was waitressing his table. He asks for her number and everything went on from there. They were always together, always by eachother's side. His name was Coby Rogers. For 3 years he took care of her, taking her under his wing. He knew of her past, but he didn't care. One day, on his 21st birthday Febuary 14th, the two were sitting infront of the fire place. He asked Charlette to marry him. Charlette says yes, then the door bell rings......

[b]Alrighty, I have the list of peeps who are in. I won't start this RPG until tomorrow night or Sunday. But here's the list:

[list][*]Dmitri_Dragoon
[*]Lynx
[*]Raiha
[*]Burori
[*]Imi[/list]

Congrats, and I will now say, sign-ups are closed. I will notify you players when I put it up.[/b]
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