Sign Up Majestic XII [M-LVS]

[Blayze]

[center][font=Arial Narrow][img]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b16/Blayze54/majestic12.jpg[/img][/font][/center]


[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][u][b][size=4]Majestic XII[/size][/b][/u][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Camden Town, London.

[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]2008.[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]2300 hours.[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]A young woman's feet slapped on the pavement as she hurtled down the street, fleeing for her life from an unseen pursuer. Her breath came fast and ragged, clouds of steam billowing out of her lungs into the cold night air as she panted to take in enugh oxygen to keep running. The muscles in her legs burned, and urged her to stop, but the fear, causing pheromones to release in her brain, forced her to carry on. She kept flicking her head back to see if her pursuer was still there.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Suddenly, a figure slid around the corner and began to run after her, although this one had a strange, lop-sided gait. He limped after her, disturbingly quickly for someone in his condition, and was soon right behind her. With a crouch and a leap, he knocked her to the floor, landing on top of her. She began to scream, but he stabbed something into her arm, rendering her unable to scream, but still able to struggle.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]She could see now that he wasn't human. The general figure seemed human enough, but his face was of a shape alarmingly similar to that of a dog. Thick strands of drool hung loosely from his lips, and he was snuffling and snorting around the girl's body. His cold yellow eyes seemed to pierce straight through her. He raised a hand, and the three fingers it possessed suddenly grew sharp, elongated claws on the ends. She struggled more as she realised this...thing...was going to rip her apart.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][b][size=2]BANG[/size][/b][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]A gunshot rang out, and the thing turned, to see six people standing at the mouth of the alleyway the two runners had just emerged from. The man standing in front had brown hair, and was wearing what looked like a black suit underneath a long black trenchcoat, but with a pair of stark white trainers on his feet. His hands were in his pockets as he began to walk towards the creature, who didn't move, apparently transfixed by this strange figure, who reached the place where the two [/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]runners lay, and crouched down so he was on a level with the creature.[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]

[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]"You're a lonely-looking guy, now, aren't you?"[/b] he said, looking the creature in the eyes, [b]"I'm not surprised, to be honest. You're a long way from home, and I don't think there's many more of you around for quite some distance. But this girl is an innocent, and here on planet Earth we don't take kindly to people killing other people. Even if one of them isn't technically a person."[/b][/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]The creature snarled.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]"Ooh dear,"[/b] said the man, somewhat sarcastically, [b]"You've got a bit of a temper on you. I suppose we'll have to use this."[/b] He drew a small green sphere from his pocket, and rolled it around in his fingers, [b]"Do you know what this is? It's a pair of handcuffs."[/b][/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]He flicked the sphere at the creature's face, and it expanded in mid-air, becoming a tight, jelly-like layer which engulfed the creature. It could definitely breathe, the material was extremely porous, but he couldn't really do anything else besides.

[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]"Alright, team,"[/b] said the man, standing up and hooking a Bluetooth headset into his ear, [b]"Take him away."[/b][/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]

[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]---[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]We are witness to a change in the way the universe works. In the early 21st Century, a dimensional rift opened up in the centre of London, allowing objects and beings to transfer, totally unwillingly, from one dimension to the other. Thus, a number of important landmarks disappeared from London, and extra-terrestrials began to wash up in the capital.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Luckily, since the year 1874, a secret organisation has been operating, outside the government, beyond the jurisdiction even of the UN, with the sole aim of protecting Britain from extra-terrestrial threats.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]This is Majestic XII, the "Men In Black" of many a conspiracy theory. Dedicated to protecting Britain, and armed with the most high-tech equipment known to man, much of it scavenged from extra-terrestrial debris, we are a force to be reckoned with by any of our many "visitors."[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]---[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][u][b][size=2]Background Information[/size][/b][/u][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Majestic was formed in 1874 by Queen Victoria, who reportedly had a number of run-ins with extra-terrestrial life during her reign. It has been running since then, with the single goal of protecting Britain from any outside forces that may threaten it.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Since then, however, things have progressed a little. Majestic now has branches stretching across the globe, in Paris, Berlin, Nevada, Tokyo and many other locations besides. The organisation operates beyond the jurisdiction of the UN or any government of any country in the world, and they have the most advanced weaponry and equipment in the world.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]There are a number of rules which members of Majestic must abide by.[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]1. All extra-terrestrial technology must stay ONLY within the possession of a Majestic member. If it transferred to anyone else who is not a part of MJ, then both that person and the member who handed it over will be tracked down and incapacitated.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]2. ALL extra-terrestrial technology must be kept on Majestic property, unless being taken on a field mission. Under NO circumstances must anyone take any technology off the premises.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]3. Within any MJ branch, there must be no more than 6 members of staff at any one time. Any more than this can compromise security.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]4. The MJ commander has total authority. Under no circumstances should any member of staff disobey their commander.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]---[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Majestic One (MJ I), the main base of operations, is located in the Nevada Desert, America, and is also known as Area 51. The other 11 locations include:

[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Paris (MJ II)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Berlin (MJ III)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Milan (MJ IV)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Rome (MJ V)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Moscow (MJ VI)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Tokyo (MJ VII)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Beijing (MJ VIII)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Quebec (MJ IX)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Sydney (MJ X)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Bangkok (MJ XI)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]London (MJ XII)[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]

[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Each one of these locations has access to top-secret government files, classified information, the best men and women for every job they require, and the most advanced weaponry known to man, scavenged from the wreckage of extra-terrestrial technology.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]And now, they need you.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Welcome to Majestic XII, London.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]---[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]This new RP will be based around a loose chapter system. This means that there are chapters, or "missions", and there will be a set goal for the chapter. However, the way the team reaches that goal is very much up to you. There will also be no posting order in these chapters.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]I am looking for a dedicated team of RPers for this one, who will keep the story alive for a long time, and keep adding twists and turns throughout. If you do not think you are up to this task, then please do not join the RP.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]As for characters, as this RP is planned in the long-term, I want three-dimensional characters, characters with some depth, who can keep twisting and turning in terms of their history, their current life, their job, their allegiance, everything. I want characters as well as RPers who can stand up to keeping this thing running.[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]There are six members of Majestic XII, with the following positions open:[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Leader - Blayze[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Reconaissance/Communications[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Combatant (armed and unarmed, close and long range)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Computer Genius/Hacker[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Tech Wizard/Inventor[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Medic[/size][/font][/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]An underground thread will be open shortly for your questions, but for now here is the character application sheet:[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Name:[/b] (pretty straightforward - keep it modern and within the genre)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Age:[/b] 21+[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][b][size=2]Gender:[/size][/b][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Sexuality:[/b] (this is up to you - gay and bisexual are both very welcome)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Ethnicity:[/b] (this can be anything - Majestic XII is a multi-cultural organisation)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Appearance:[/b] (a picture, detailed description or both will do nicely here)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Position on Team:[/b] (stated above)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Personality:[/b] (nice and detailed, please)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Special Skills:[/b] (computers, hacking, combat, medicine - this skill is probably specified above in your position, if not then use your initiative)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]Weapons:[/b] (no swords - knives are ok, but handguns would be the main, except for the combatant, who would use a number of different weapons)[/size][/font][/center]
[center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2][b]First Capture:[/b] (give this in the form of a short character snippet - tell me about the first extra-terrestrial you ever captured, how you captured it and how you felt about it)[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]I think that's it, if there are any questions then please refer them to the Underground thread.[/size][/font]
[/center]
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]
[/font] [center][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][size=2]Happy creating![/size][/font][/center]

[konske]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Name:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]Clay Christoff[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Age:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]28[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Gender:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]Male[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Sexuality:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]Straight[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Ethnicity:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]German and Irish[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Appearance:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]This is a picture of [/COLOR] [URL=http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q196/griff189/09.jpg][COLOR=Blue]Clay[/COLOR][/URL]. [COLOR=DarkRed]For pants, he wears a pair of bluejeans that have a few holes in them. He wears a black pair of tennis shoes.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Position on Team:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]Combatant[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Personality:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]He is laid back, gentle if you will. He is not the one to go and look for a fight, but if one comes to him, he will not back down unless one or the other is out cold, or dead, if need be. He likes to protect people, and would like to be the front line if possible to protect the ones behind him.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=DarkRed]When he has someone guarding his back, he tends to let more out than if not. He feels that when there is someone back there, he does not have to worry about his back when there is someone there to protect his weak side.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Special Skills:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]He may not look it, but he is one of the most skilled fighters in the world. He has trained himself for tewnty two years on twelve different martial arts styles. He is skilled, as a smart fighter. He knows when one style does not work, and is able to change to another withing seconds.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[COLOR=DarkRed]He is also a great shot. Not the best in the world, but he has taken alot of time trying to improve his shooting abilities. He mainly focuses on the rifle and pistol, but if need be, he can shoot almost anything. As long as its a point and shoot weapon, he should be an alright shot with it.[/COLOR]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]Weapons:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]He had a special set of gloves made for him. They improve his force when he uses his fists. He is also trained in using a special rifle that fires sixty shots per minute, as well as a .38 semi-auto colt that was given to him by his father.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=Navy]First Capture:[/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkRed]It was about two in the morning, and the nightly fog had just started to roll in from the coast. The night air was brisk, but not cold. Clay smiled from behind the building he was leaning agianst.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[COLOR=DarkRed][CENTER]It had turned out that he had been sent to a new place, for one reason, to become their new combatant. He was new in the buisness, and didn't know what was going on too well, but he knew one thing. Going by the information that the group was given at the meeting, he knew that they crew could not take one the beast that had appeared by themsleves. They would need his help, he only had to find it before anyone else got hurt.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[CENTER][COLOR=DarkRed]Clay walked down the street, looking back and forth, trying to see if there was a trace of the beast that had showed up. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something. There was a flash of grey, then a red spray. Clay turned quickly and started to run after it.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[COLOR=DarkRed][CENTER]A few moments later, Clay caughed up to the beast He stopped, anger crossed his face. As he looked down at the beast, he clenched his fist. The beast had a victim in its jaws. There was a child, around ten or so, he couldn't tell by the look of the mangled body that was in the beasts mouth. The beast let out a roar as it let the dead body of the child fall to the ground. It then turned to Clay, and it looked like it had a smile across its face.[/CENTER][/COLOR]

[CENTER][COLOR=DarkRed]"Why you!" Clay charged the beast, not even paying attention to what he was doing. In the blink of an eye, he had the beast on the ground, and he was cracking every bone he could hit. A few moments later, the rest of his crew came over and pulled him off of the beast. Clay closed his eyes and then opened them, a tear forming in his eye.[/COLOR][/CENTER]

[CENTER][COLOR=DarkRed]This is why he wants to find them before they can do anything wrong. He does not want to see another chilld die by the hands of these invaders that no one really knows about.[/COLOR][/CENTER]