The Rift

[Dark Blade]

I've got a question for you. What do you get when you cross a black hole with a ten-thousand kiloton nuclear explosion? Well you get Earth. At least the earth we live on now. About 200 years ago an experiment to harvest anti-matter via a particle accelerator went awry. Details on the exact moments before all hell broke loose are sketchy at best. But it seems that a black hole was formed in order to create a continuous source of anti-matter, unfortunatly containment failed and it went out of control. The on-site reactor became breached as a result of the out of control black hole and went critical. After that nobody knows what really happened, at least no one willing to talk about it.

As far as the public is aware a space-time anomaly was created as a result of the explosion. This anomaly seems to be a bridge between this universe and another. Another extremely hostile universe. Unspeakable creatures have been pouring out of the rift ever since it opened. They seem to feed off of some kind of previously unknown energy in the human body. With no other term to describe this energy the term soul is being used. Once you are fed upon, your body undergoes a metamorphesis. You become an abomination and join the ranks of the things that attack us.

There are only fifteen safe cities left on the planet. Each city houses around seven million people each. Everyone else on the planet is dead, in hiding, or has become one of those things. But hope is not lost yet. There is a rumor going around city number 9 known locally as Haven, that the leaders of the current world government are putting a team together to close the rift once and for all. If this is true then our prayers go with the brave souls who will undertake this most likely suicide mission.




Ok time for the nitty gritty..

This story revolves around people who have had their soul sucked out but have retained their humanity. These unique people have been studied for the past ten years to understand how they are still alive. The reason for their survival is still unknown but the studies have yielded a big breakthrough. It has been discovered that the energy taken by the smaller abominations is sent to major abominations then to the rift, keeping it open. The individuals that have been studied seem to have the ability to absorb the energy as well, increasing their natural abilites as well as adding new ones that seem to go against the laws of physics themselves. It is now up to these people to find a way to cut off the energy transfer and close the rift, thereby stopping new abominations from comming through and saving what is left of humanity.

RULES:
1. No racism/name calling.
2. Keep all language PG-13.
3. Use common sense. If it doesn't seem possible than it shouldn't be.
4. No killing off other players. If you have something worked out with someone else already then ignore this rule.
5. NO GOD MODDING. I don't care how much of a badass your character is. Here nobody is unstopable.
6. If you have to leave the RP for an extended period of time please let me know and bow your character out until you come back or hand control over to someone else.
7. Any questions please PM me.


Ability list-
Psychic: Raw mental forces such as telekenesis and mind reading
Stone skin: Although it feels and moves like a normal person's skin it is as hard as stone
Levitation: The ability to float and fly in the air
Thermal: Immune to all forms of heat. Can also create fire in a 10 meter range
Aquautic: Able to breath underwater and control liquids within a 10 meter range
Transformation: Ability to restructure the body in to that of another creature of similar size to the user or other body modifications. (Example: Werewolf, Bear, Lion, ETC...)
Sonic: Able to generate sound waves which can be strong enough to shatter stone.
Physical: All physical abilities are greatly increased. Speed, stamina, strength, endurance, ETC...
Toxic: The person's body can secrete a corrosive and deadly toxin that is similar to tar.


Character Template:
Name- (first, last)
Handle- (used in place of a name)
Gender-
Age-
Abilities- (max of 3)
Appearance- (picture or description)
Weapon(s) of choice- (optional info)
Bio-


Heres my info.

Name: Mike Taylor
Handle: Reaper
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Abilities: Psychic, Physical, Transformation
Appearance: http://suzuran.deviantart.com/art/Clyde-126532892
Weapon(s) of choice: Swords, Small firearms, hands
Bio: When Mike was only 12 years old he had his soul sucked out. This of course was of no fault of his. He had been wandering around what was supposed to be a safe area with his best friend Yoko at the time when an emergency alert was sounded. It seems that a breach had occured in one of the subterranean water systems and some abominations had entered the city limits. Well Mike and Yoko both took off for the nearest shelter but when they came up to it it had already been overrun. Mike had shoved Yoko in to the nearest building before they were both spotted. He had saved her life but sacrificed his own it seemed. It had been estimated to have been six hours before Mike had been found by a cleanup crew. He was pronounced dead at the scene, at least until he started to get up. He was taken away and placed under surveilance to determine if he was going to change. After three weeks the scientists came and began running their tests. It was discovered that he indeed no longer had his soul energy but also showed no signs of transforming in to an abomination. After the diagnois he was shipped off to a military installation for further study and containment. For ten years he has been poked, prodded, and subjected to many unpleasant things, including but not limited to finding ways to increase his powers. Though he was not the first to be studied, Mike was the first to be kept alive and trained. As such he was deemed subject alpha. All the while he has been held he constantly dreamed of just going home to see his family and friends. Since offically he had died in the incident ten years ago no one outside of the government knew he still lived.

[Dimitri]

Name- Jason Lorne
Handle- Venom
Gender- male
Age- 25
Abilities- Psychic/Toxic
Appearance- A pale man with dark hair around 6'1 and 160 pounds. He's fond of wearing black jeans, sneakers, and a open leather jacket without a shirt. He has a tatoo of black wings that cover his back and a scar just under his left eye.
Weapon(s) of choice- twin sickles coated in toxin.
Bio- One day while playing a game with several of his friends, the area they were staying at was attacked by the creatures. While they were fleeing, Jason tripped and was left for dead by his friends. He was found later by the clean up crew and, after showing signs of living without his soul, was taken to be studied. Because of the ordeal which turned him, and his ability to feel the darkness in people through their emotions, he's become withdrawn and mistrustful of people and prefers to avoid contact when possible. His distrust of his fellow man is second only to his hate for the creatures that turned him.

(this ok?)

[GamerKale]

((This alright Dark? Oh and I'll be up in Memphis for the next several days. Go ahead and start. Just have Ken be serious, quiet, and the type that follows orders swiftly and without question.))

Name: Kenpachi "Ken" Heihachi
Handle: Tiger
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Abilities: Thermal, Stone Skin, and Physical
Appearance:
Minus the cat ears.
Weapon(s) of choice: Fisticuffs and Swords
Bio: Ken grew up in the slums and got dragged into a gang. He got to be quite a skilled mechanic before his city was attacked when he was 16. He was hanging out with some of his friends when they were attacked. One other person survived and that was because he hadn't been touched. The only other survivor says he heard Ken say "No." as his soul was getting ripped out. And while the others all fell to the ground dead Ken remained standing. After the attack Ken and the boy escaped. The rest of the city went under quickly enough and by the time the clean up team arrived Ken and his friend had fled. Ken got the pair of them into another city, Haven, about a year later. While Ken was able to get a job as a mechanic his young friend got dragged into another gang which then pissed off a mobster. The boy ran to Ken for help, but the mobsters tracked him down and killed him, and tried to kill Ken. He used a sword he had gotten as a present from a past girlfriend to slay the hit squad. Impressed by his skills the family head "hired" Ken.

For five-six years Ken worked for the man until Ken met a woman. As Ken now puts it this woman, Angie, saved him. It wasn't that he suddenly found religion or decided to turn on his boss, but Ken began to see the big picture. Angie was a researcher on people like Ken, those that had "survived" attacks. The world was in danger and this little mobster was more of a hindrance than anything. Still Ken never acted on this, he was content and Angie never discovered Ken's abilities, she was killed by the mobster. The mobster had killed Angie for fear that she might take Ken's talents from him as a research subject. He even convinced Ken that another mobster was responsible. Despite his boss's warnings Ken went after the other family. He was nearly killed once, his opponent was the hitman who had supposedly killed Angie. The man managed to convince Ken that he wasn't responsible and then Ken turned his attention to his former boss.

It wasn't difficult for him to get close to the man, he had become a trusted employee even with his recent tirade. After beheading everyone who ran the family Ken swore that his blade would remain sheathed until a day it would serve to cleanse the bloody stains that had long since covered his hands. He contacted one of Angie's coworkers and allowed himself to undergo research in memory of Angie.

Although often terse he's a nice guy and when they aren't running tests on him he hangs out with some of the researchers or helps with any physical labor that needs doing.

[Azalan]

(OOC: Is this ok Dark? Also, I am currently working with my parents to open out new restaurant in Mexico Beach. It's called Foodys. So if start missing a few days, just play Jacklyn based on how you think she would be played. If you want a hint read her bio. Jacklyn is rather shy and she doesn't like men that much. Go from there. If there is anything I need to edit/change I will so I can play in the rp. This looks Awesome! I can't wait to start! Edit: Changed Levitation to Sonic, Added Age of Jacklyn to Character Sheet.)

Name: Jacklyn Derentas
Handle: Siren
Gender: Female
Age:18
Abilities: Psychic, Aquatic, Sonic
Appearance: http://media.photobucket.com/image/elfe ... y.jpg?o=40 minus the diclonius ears. Those things seem so cumbersome. You know always hitting them on doors...
Weapon(s) of choice: a set of twin golden laced shuriken which return to her like boomerangs. They have a radius of ten meters before they return to her.

Bio: Jacklyn was raised in an orphanage just outside of the Tokyo Haven. She was killed by an abomination when the orphanage was attacked by a swarm of the vile creatures. Jacklyn was on her way to her last class of the day when the attack took place. Her classmate Lenae was lost in the struggle; to her knowledge Karin was killed in the attack as well. She only hoped her friend had made it to safety. When Jacklyn died she momentarily faded into blackness. When she awoke after what should have been her death she found her hair had turned pink, and she felt empty inside. Jacklyn did not know, but her soul had been sucked out of her. To Jacklyn she just felt a loss.

She shakily got to her feet and crying left the orphanage that had been her home since she was five years old. Jacklyn spent a week trying to get into the Tokyo haven and upon succeeding was quickly captured by Tokyo's public security section. For ten months Jacklyn was experimented on by Tokyo's finest scientists. Upon arriving at their top secret government facility, the scientists stripped Jacklyn of her clothes and gave her only a hospital gown with a slit in the back for clothing. She was fed regularly but only enough to sustain her life.

She was kept in solitary confinement, not even allowed exercise time (though Japanese law required it of their inmates). While in solitary confinement Jacklyn was kept on a constant chloroform IV to keep her from using her powers to escape. Worst of all was the fact some of the scientists were very immoral and took advantage of Jacklyn three days out of every week when she was not being experimented on or being a guinea pig for a new drug for use in the Tokyo haven. In this way, Jacklyn developed a burning hatred for men. To her they were monsters who used girls like her for their own carnal needs. All Jacklyn wanted was to leave the facility and search for her parents in the Tokyo haven.

Jacklyn had learned that her parents lived in the haven and led normal happy lives. After the fifth month had passed the scientists gave her a choice. She could either agree to go on a mission the stop the catastrophe which had started the mess that earth was in, or she could stay in the facility and live the life she had come to know. A terrified Jacklyn without inhibition accepted their very generous offer and was set to depart on the mission. In the next five months Jacklyn would be trained on how to control her powers to a beginner’s level.

Not enough so she could kill anyone who got in her way, but just enough so she could survive and carry out her mission. She was also taught a limited series of ninjutsu she could use to incapacitate her enemies. Upon learning said ninjutsu, the scientists gave her a package they had found on Jacklyn's person when she was captured. Inside it was a pair of gold laced shuriken. Jacklyn could use her limited psychic abilities to control them. At the end of the five months Jacklyn was packed and she set off for the City number nine where she was to meet a man named Mike Taylor.

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

((I need a new RP to keep me preoccupied, is this good enough Dark Blade?))

Character Template:
Name- Hibiki Gyiyg
Handle- Shark
Gender- Male
Age- 19
Abilities- Psychic, Levitation, Sonic
Appearance- (Without the Hat or it's ornaments.)
Weapon(s) of choice- Black Cane made of iron, Tuning Fork, Mechanical Watch with a metal strap and a cracked face.
Bio- Hibiki was sheltered during his childhood days. His mother had died in a tragic car accident, and his father refused to remarry. His father had decided to avoid losing him, he'd go to a fancy private school, and worked his days and nights paying for his son's schooling. Despite this, things were going fairly normal for Hibiki until his eighth birthday. For his birthday he was passed down a family heirloom, his father's watch. A classroom student, Takayuki, constantly looked for ways to break his precious possession, and had made the arms stop. When he returned home, his father had a repair kit, and fixed it. The day his soul had been sucked out, he feel down and cracked the watch's face, fighting with Takayuki. Before arriving home he hid the watch in his uniform's vest pocket. Upon arriving home his father had not noticed and he looked around for his father's watch repair kit. It was then that the abominations attacked his neighborhood. His father his him in the basement, but that only protected him for so long. His soul was eaten later that day, and once the clean up crew arrived, the saw him looking restlessly for the repair-kit. His father was torn to shreds near him, and he was crying still. The watch would become a memento of his father. He was taken in and examined, pronounced dead in the papers. He'd never shone signs of changing, and could never find the repair kit. At the age of fifteen, he'd developed a child-parent bond with on of the other abominations, a woman named, Hae-Young Na. She was a scientist, and had adopted him since he'd seem to have nothing truly wrong with him. She provided him with a fascination of antiques, and for his sixteenth birthday provided him with a Tuning Fork. He hit it against the strap of his watch and instantly killed her. He'd been retested and found to have no soul energy. He'd been quarantined for another two years for rigorous tests. It was there that he's discovered his abilities. There were speculations that he may have had his soul taken after his first series of tests, but Hibiki never remembered having his soul taken. He eventually collected ivory beads and a cane made of solid metal. On his eighteenth birthday, upon meeting Hae-Young's family, they shunned him and left him to venture through the world without his own family.

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

((Double Post))

[Dark Blade]

((OOC: So far everyone's sheets look good. Azalan I sent you a PM concerning the only problem I saw with your sheet. It's minimal though so the story can start even without the fix. I would like to start the story after we get one or two more people to join. If we don't get any in the next 3 days i'll start the RP.))

[Azalan]

Alright! problem fixed! Anything else I should add?

[GamerKale]

((So far we seem to have a good crew. I can't wait for this to begin, should be about on par with Salvation.))

[Dark Blade]

((OOC: Ok it's technically tuesday .... 2A.M. lol ..... So I will now start the story.))


The clacking of heels echoed down the hallway as one of the female scientists at the research facility escorted one of the subjects while going to pick up another for the upcomming briefing. "How are you feeling today Jacklyn?" the doctor asked, but the subject remained silent. "Not really in the mood for conversation I see." The two walked in silence aside from the sounds of their walking the rest of the way to their destination.

As they neared the end of a long hallway with no other doors except for the one at the very end a soft sound met them. It was the sound of a piano being played. A rather touching tune filled with sadness and lonliness gently caressed their ears ((Song---> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8LbkxP_UCBQ)). The doctor just stood at the door. Waiting. Listening. Jacklyn was slightly confused and went to open the door but the doctor lightly touched her hand and stopped her. She looked at Jacklyn and shook her head. Jacklyn put her hand down and listened.

When the music stopped a voice came through the door. "You can come in now. I'm finished." The pair outside opened the door and stepped in to a decent sized room. There was a rather plain bed and dresser, and a piano that dominated one entire corner by itself. On the Piano bench sat the subject that the doctor was sent to collect. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his back was to them, some of the countless scars that were on his body could be seen on his upper torso. Some seemed to go all the way around his body. A testament to all he had gone through in the last ten years. "Another beautiful composition Mike. Have you givin it a title yet?" "Not yet. Perhaps in time I will think of something." He turned around and looked at the two women who had come in to his room. "This is obviously not a social visit. And I was not scheduled for any more tests or training this week." He looked Jacklyn up and down, "Whats with the tramp?"

Mike was shoved harshly up against the piano, but no one touched him. "Oh my. I seem to have upset the little doll." It felt like a bowling ball had been thrown at his face. A drop of blood rolled down the side of his mouth. "You know for such a cute chick you have a bad attitude." The force holding him multiplied. The wood of the piano began creaking as much as his ribcage. "I don't mind you beating me up. To me pain is nothing anymore. But when you start to break my piano..." Suddenly Mike was moving again. Jacklyn concentrated, trying stop him and hold him down but to no avail. "Little girl ... Let me show you how you immobilize someone." Jacklyn was thrown to the floor like a rag doll, she yelped in pain and surprise. 'You are not the only psychic little girl.' Mike spoke to her telepathiclly. Jacklyn opened her mouth as if to say something but what came out was a screech that pushed Mike backwards slightly. There were several small cuts on his body where blood seeped from after the unexpected attack. "A Sonic as well? My my. Arn't you full of surprises? But lets see how well you can use that ability ... When you can't breath." Mike imagined blocking off her airway.

The girl grabbed her throat, gasping for air. "Thats enough! Both of you! Reaper, release her at once!" Jacklyn started coughing on the floor. "Doctor Sue. I respect you greatly. It was you who got me better treatment and my piano. But I have told you. I DESPISE that codename." The metal bedframe of Mike's bed began groaing as it started twisting. "I apologize, but I knew it would be the only way to get your attention." Doctor Sue helped Jacklyn to her feet, "Now get dressed young man. We have a breifing to get to." Sue pushed Jacklyn out the door as she was rubbing her throat. "And you young lady! You need to control that temper of yours!"

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

"Happy Birthday Hibiki! Blow out the candles and make a wish....." His father's voice echoed in his head as he stared at the watch. Just then, another ripple went through his mind "This was my father's watch, it's been in the family for more generations than I can count...Oh what's that? Where are the numbers? ... Heh, well, you see son, back when that watch was made they had an option of another set of numbers ... The Romans' ..." He closed his eyes. "They're all bad memories..." he opened his eyes halfway, and looked forward. "Don't move! Whatever these things are, they won't get you, and I'm make sure of it!" "Jacques Philemon..." He took out an envelope, addressed to "Shark", his newest alias.

"It implies an air of menace...but then again..." "It's been seven years since you've been in a real home huh? Well I'm throwing you a giant birthday party! Next year!" "This is a 'Tuning Fork' it's used by musicians, go ahead try it out, just clang it against some metal." He felt the damned object in his pocket and squeezed it, a memento of his "mother." "CLANG" The sound was unbearable, fading slowly into the sound of blood gushing and splattering. "..." She'd never said last words.

A sign too large to describe had his attention. "CITY NUMBER 9 (HAVEN)" could be read clearly from even 1000 meters away. He walked in, giving his ID to a security guard to verify his identity, and papers in his envelope that stated his political reason for entering the utopian metropolis. "..." he walked passed the man without a glance and peered through the city. His eyes focused on the stores, "Antiques" was his trigger to make a left, however the kiosk under was disappointing and an insult to antiques. He then headed to the local museum, and checked his fractured watch. "My presence shan't be requested for an hour...."

((4:00 AM here budd-e!

I forgot to work myself into the group in my bio, and in Gyiyg's memories, he doesn't speak.

EDIT: Interesting...My post doesn't seem to show on the Index...))

[GamerKale]

He checked the clock as he closed the lid on his toolbox. He'd made another small clockwork toy. This was one of his more adventurous pieces, a music box. The song it played reminded him of Angie...he wouldn't be playing it anytime soon. He looked up at the clock, it was almost time for the debriefing he'd probably be late, if he were normal. As it stood he had time enough to grab one last thing. Half a dozen strands of rope. Not anything particularly special, but it was the symbolism he was interested in. A good rope is a special thing, the individual strands are weak, but together they are strong. He wound the strands together and gave a swift tug, satisfied he slung it over his shoulder and hurried off to the meeting. He ran across Dr. Sue and Jacklyn.

Jacklyn Derentas "Siren", Psychic, Sonic, and water breather. Her monicker certainly fit her powers. She seemed a tad young to be part of all this, but then he remembered just what kind of people he was dealing with. At times they reminded him of his old boss, Charlie a mobster. But overall they had better intentions than Charlie. Not that intentions usually meant much to other people. He'd killed Charlie, not many people would complain about that focusing the fact that it's one less mob boss they have to worry about, 'what a wonderful thing to rid the world of one more evil' they said but he had had no such good intentions he had just been pissed. He did the name Crimson Tiger proud that day, the manner had been covered in blood.

But all that was in the past for now he just nodded to Sue and Jacklyn and kindly ignored them both as they made their way to the briefing room.

((6:25 here))

[Dimitri]

Alone in his dark room, the person born as Jason Lorne muttered to himself. He could feel others all around the facility, some were regular humans like Doctor Sue, others were similiar to himself. He always could tell who was who and what was what, it was his phychic gift. He could lash out with his power, but that was what his blades were for. Jason lacked the ability to read minds, instead he felt people's aura's. Each aura was unique and through it he could feel what they were and what they wanted. Some of the humans pretended to be kind to him but he knew the truth, they only wanted to use him and his gift. He was their tool, but he accepted it.
"They let me strike at the monsters and they'll help me kill them. As long as there's creatures to kill we're useful to each other." He muttered.

He felt one of the humans coming closer to his room and he identified it as a young assistant named Richard.
"Hey there! How ya doin today?" Richard asked with a smile. Jason didn't answer, he knew Richard didn't honestly care. He could feel what Richard wanted, which was finish his tasks then go home to his family. Then he felt something else, Richard was exited about something.
"What's going on? What happening?" Jason asked softly.
"The Doc been gatherin up several of you guys today, I think somethin big's gettin ready to go down." Richard replied, exitment in his eyes.
"Really?" Jason replied softly "Thanks for warning me."
Richard nodded, set down Jason's meal and walked off.

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

"It's time" The young man said staring at the brass astrolabe he'd just stolen. " 'Mother' liked space..." He turned around to see the museum security checking their "walkie-talkies." He could hear the message clearly. "Wing R, item 143 of the Astronomy Department went missing on camera." He didn't show any enjoyment, just clutched the item in his pocket. "I'll need to buy a suitcase for these items eventually..." He sighed, looking at a map of the city. "Is that the place?"

He walked into the building, he closed his eyes and walked through the building, using his cane to assist him. "They gave me a list of the people I was to meet." He sighed looking it over again in his mind. "Mike Taylor, Jason Lorne, Kenpachi Heihachi, Jacklyn Derentas, and his assumed persona, Jacques Philemon." He went over it in his had, his introduction, his name, his accent. Though one thing bothered him, "Only one woman on the team..." he whispered.

[Dark Blade]

Mike had finished getting dressed and threw his coat on as he left his room and closed the door. It's not like it was cold or anything but he had customized the jacket to hold his favorite weapons, not to mention it had become a habit of his to cover as much of his skin as possible to hide his scars. He was faster than a normal human and ate up the distance to the meeting room in a matter of minutes. On the way he had taken the liberty to mess with as many of the lab technicians as he could and get away with it. He made some slip and drop what they were carrying, he made one male technician wander in to the female bathroom causing the funniest screaming session he had ever heard ending in a few loud slaps. And finally he made sure to cause the door of the head technician to explode in a shower of wood and metal as he went past it. As far as he was concerned the bastard deserved it for everything he had done to Mike and the others. A few guards came running when they heard the door shatter but quickly stopped when they saw what the probable cause was. "Good day boys. Sorry, no time to talk. Don't want to be late for the meeting." With a smug smile on his face he kept moving. He caught a few of their thoughts as he walked on, 'Little punk', 'Cant wait to get him alone!', 'When the director hears about this...!' His smile just widened.

As Mike sauntered in to the breifing room he spoted Jacklyn sitting in the front row next to doctor Sue. A few rows back and some seats over there was another resident of the base sitting alone, his red hair like a beacon in an otherwise empty room. And finally he spotted one last one sitting way back in the corner far away from everyone else. Seeing as how no one wanted to be near each other he would do the same and selected a seat around the middle of all the chairs and put his boots up on the chair in front of him. He leaned back as one of the folding chairs went flying past his face. "You are so not cute." He said in Jacklyn's direction. The chair came back but stopped midair and crumpled in to a ball and fell to the floor. "I can do this all day sweetheart. But you know we'll eventually run out of chairs." Another chair started to come off the floor but went back down as doctor Sue put her hand on Jacklyn's shoulder. "Aww doc, your no fun." "You know as well as I do Mike that your mental power's far exceed hers. The last thing we need is you showing off and trying to impress everyone." Mike sighed, getting bored, he made three chairs come off the ground and started spinning them slowly in front of him. "So when is this big secret meeting going to start?" "As soon as the last member gets here. Then we just need to wait for the general."

The chairs stopped moving and started to bend slightly. Mike knew who she meant when she said the general. Sue meant General Constantine. Just the thought of the man's name made him sick to his stomach. As far as Constantine was concerned all the subjects, him included, were animals that should be put down. If the general was comming this meeting must be important. He took a deep breath and set the chairs back in their proper places. "Anyway. Whose this other member? I know I havn't met everyone that lives here yet but I would still like to know." "He does not live here." That caught Mike's immediate attention. "Where is he comming from then? What will his escort be like? Large? Small? What are his powers?" "There will be no escort other than the one he receives once he gets here. He was recently made aware to us by his home government. If you want to know more ask him once he arrives." Sheer strength of will and that peculiar mental wall Sue had was all that kept him from dragging the secrets out of her mind.

[GamerKale]

Kenpachi took the brief moment that Mike spent concentrating on Sue to throw one of the strands of rope at him, none too gently. He tossed one to the other two as well, the one meant for Jacklyn he landed on Sue's lap. To say the girl was skiddish seemed an understatement plus he didn't want to have chairs thrown at him, not that they'd hurt but they'd be a minor annoyance and they might have him try to fix them later. Although throwing the rope at Mike might have just gotten some thrown at him anyways.

The loud slap as the rope hit Mike's chest caused the chairs to shudder for a moment and then fly towards Ken. He caught the first two with his hands and the third with his teeth. He tossed them all to the ground and returned to just facing the front of the room. He wasn't sure if that would be the end of Mike's retaliations, but there wasn't a whole lot he could do against a psychic, especially since Mike was almost as strong as himself as well. Well, there was one thing he might be able to do, but he didn't much care to get into a fight. Although by the sounds of it General Constant Annoyance had a fight in mind. Now that's a hit he just might do for free were he still in the business.

Come to think of it the entire room was filled with psychics, I'm the only one not. He let out a sigh and slumped in his chair. Well, I didn't expect much privacy in this place anyway, why should I have my mind to myself? He began planning his next project. He had recently acquired a classic car. It'd be a fun little restoration project and should occupy him for a while.

[Dimitri]

Jason was already regretting letting them bring him here. The negative energy in the room would have been obvious even to someone without any physic ability, with his gift it was giving him a massive headache. It didn't help that the other irregulars in the room seemed intent on playing games with each other. He was glad that they'd left him alone so far, he didn't recognize any of them by face, but he had felt all their aura's at one point or another and didn't want to get into a fight that would led to somebody getting killed. Jason had a decent opinion of Dr. Sue, she at least kept her emotions under control. As for the General, the few times they'd met they hadn't gotten along, the general thought the irregulars were beasts and Jason disliked people in general, but they'd understood they each shared the same hatred for the monsters.

It was interesting that there was an outsider coming in for this though. Jason had figured there weren't that many irregulars and that they'd all been stored at this facility. He wondered how many others the other cities were hiding and why they'd be willing to give up one now.
"Do we at least know how long this is going to take doctor? These people are already giving me a headache." Jason softly complained.

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

"I apologize for being late" Hibiki said scanning the faces in the room. 'There's an additional female, and an additional male in the room...This makes things difficult.' He thought to himself, most of them seemed to be psychics, but that didn't matter. Hibiki took an unoccupied seat, not really caring if there was someone next to him. "This city's security is rather annoying. They ask for my identity, regardless of where I'm going."

He was trying to make small conversation, trying to keep his other thoughts at a minimum. 'I wonder how useful these people are, I'd hate to be stuck with a group of useless fools. Why did they called me here from so far away anyway?'

((Technically my thoughts are free to be heard ^^ or atleast the ones in quotes =D))

[Dark Blade]

Sue Stood up once the last subject had arrived and began the proceedings, "There is no need to apologize. This is your first time here after all." Sue turned and addressed everyone. "Everyone I would like to first introduce you to Jacques Philemon. He will be traveling with and aiding you on your mission." Everyone stared at the newest addition to their group. The psychics in the room made a light cursory scan of him to find any info worth noting. Upon only seeing that he was there to help in some manner they gave the matter no more attention and returned their attention to doctor Sue. "Now then without further ado I give General Constant p-- ... erm, General Constantine the floor to discuss why he has gathered you all here."

Not exactly looking too happy the general stood up from his chair and walked in front of everyone. The lights went out and a 3D projection of the earth came on next to him. "First and foremost I would like to make it perfectly clear that I do not like allowing ANY of you monsters to leave this facility. In fact the idea that one of you was walking around the city free is enough to make me want to have this entire city cleansed." The general glared at everyone but for some reason especially at doctor Sue. The general enjoyed being able to push the buttons of the creatures he looked at and knowing the instant they tried anything on him they would all be dead. "Now that the pleasantries are out of the way we may move on to the matter you have all been called together for." The general pulled out a small remote and hit a button. The hologram changed to that of an aerial view looking down. There were lush forests and small lakes. There was a bright flash from somewhere in the forest and the image went away. "The area you just saw is the closest we can get any monitoring equipment to the site of the rift before it is destroyed by some unknown force." There were a few quick glances at each other. Worried, exiceted, expressionless ... everyone seemed to have a different look. "Your mission is to travel to the rift and close it."

"And how the hell are we supposed to do that?" Mike scoffed, "It's only been tried for the last two-hundred years ya know." "You arrogant little ..." The general's face became very red as his anger rose. Before he could blow Sue spoke up, "General Constantine before you get upset perhaps you should explain HOW they are going to close the rift?" This at least stopped him from lashing out for the time being. He took a deep breath and continued, "Utilizing your unique abilites a plan has been devised to close thr rift once and for all. Forming a five point closed space with your powers you will be able to neutralize the energy in to the rift by absorbing it yourselves; thus removing the only thing keeping it open. Of course thats assuming you can find and kill the Prime Abominations that collect the energy from the lesser ones and send it back to the rift to begin with." The general stopped and made a broad smile before continuing, "There is a ninty-five percent chance that should you succeed, the rift will collapse on itself and destroy everything within a five mile radius. Good luck." That last bit couldn't have been said with any more sarcasim if he tried.

The general left the room as the lights came back on. "Well ... nothing like a suicide mission to make you want to go out and live a little." Mike stood up and streched. Sue went over and patted Jacklyn on the back. The young girl was hunched forward, weeping. After a few minutes she stopped crying and stood up with doctor Sue. You will all proceed to corridor 18 and take elevarotor 3 down to the garage. I will meet you all there with the key for the armory and a little surprise for you all." With that they all went on their way.

As the elevator doors opened Sue was standing there to greet them all. Mike had a weird expression on his face and voulenteered to ask the question, "How did you get here before us?" She simply smiled and walked toward a very large door with many mechanical locks on it. "Quite simple really, I took the stairs." Mike just shrugged it off and sighed. "So doc. You said you had a surprise for us. What ... you gonna strip for us before we go? One last look at true beaty before we rush off to our deaths?" He made it sound very dramatic but smirked the whole way through it. A solid punch to the back of his head wiped the smile off his face. Ken had hit him. "Thats strike two. Strike three means I turn your brains in to jello." That was no idle threat and everyone knew it. When he was younger he had mentally lashed out and killed three lab techs. Their heads literally exploded. He had not meant to kill them, only make them leave him alone. He still had terrible nightmares about doing it without meaning to.

"Now, now. No need for such hostilites. At this rate your going to kill each other before you even leave the building." That washed all thoughts of anger out of Mike's head. Being able to leave. To breath fresh air again. "Alright fine i'll behave ... for now." "Good. Now then" Sue slid the electronic I.D. card in to the reader. There was a loud mechanical sound like an engine powering up. There were eight loud thunks, the sounds of restraining bars sliding back in to place and out of the door's locking mechanism. The door began sliding open revealing the armory and garage behind it. "Doc ...... I love you ....." Mike ran through the doorway straight to what had caught his attention. "DIBS ON THE BIKE! (((The bike---> http://vacuita.deviantart.com/art/motor ... -122049748))) Sue laughed, "I'm glad you like her. Please, everyone, you may each find your own vehicle to take or you may choose one for you to share with the others. Everything here is at your disposal for your mission." Sue walked over to the locked armory door and opened it as well. "Once you are satisfied with your mode of transportation you may grab your weapons. The detailed orders for your mission as well as the last known location of a Prime are stored in each vehicles integrated A.I. Good luck to you all. I pray for your success and all of your safe returns." She meant every word of it and gave a genuine smile for them all before heading back up in the elevator.


((OOC: quick note. The A.I. Can be as simple or as complex as you want. You could even make it it's own character. It can have an avatar to represent it. If it does please give a description or a picture. I'll discuss mine in my next post.))

[Dimitri]

Jason had heard about what he'd expected from the general.
So we're to die to be hero's huh. I doubt this group is ready to just die for some nostalgic idea. The general's going to get more than he was counting on. Jason thought to himself.
While being led down to Dr. Sue's suprise he noticed the exchange between the two called Ken and Mike.
The guy is way to overexited if he's threating to kill his teammates now we'll never make it to the halfway point without a corpse or two. He thought sighing and shaking his head.
When they arrived at the suprise and noticed the vehicles Jason couldn't help a small smile, he grabbed his weapons and a few medical supplies then walked over to modified Viper.
"How fitting, Venom in a Viper." He said smiling, "I'll take this one."
Entering it he noticed an onboard computer between the driver and passenger side with an earpiece and mike to communicate with it. Putting them on he heard an emotionless female voice ask him several questions and provided him with data on the car.
It's smart and lacks any emotions, the perfect companion. Jason thought.
(The car)
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v22/d ... /viper.jpg