.hack//Underworld

[Lord_morgoth]

This Rp is about Hackers, Bounty hunters, Pk's. It takes just after .hack//Legend of the Twilight

In this Rp you can be a Cobalt Knight=good
Regular player=neutral
Hacker/Bounty hunter/Pk=bad/good
You have to start off between levels 1-10.
There is going to be one story i want there to be a few stories happening at once and if possible maybe they can intetwine with each other. EX. A bounty hunter is hired to kill this normal player but when the bounty hunter attacks thay person accidently attacks a hacker who was runnig away from the cobalt knights.

You can just join in now but once there is 5 people(If it actually gets that high) the story will start and you will have to PM me to ask permission to join in.
Please use this character template.

NAME:
CLASS:
LEVEL:
SEX:
JOB:ex:cobalt knight,normal player,Hacker,Pk or bounty hunter.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
PERSONALITY:
WEAPON:

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Heres my character:
NAME:"Demon Eyes" Kyo
CLASS:Heavy Blade
LEVEL:50
SEX:male
JOB:ex:Pk
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:He has Blue hair and red demonic eyes. He wears a white shirt that has ripped off sleeves and white baggy pants.
PERSONALITY:He is really evil and cruel and is always laugh while he kills.he is rarely kind but he can be kind to people he becomes friends with.
WEAPON: he has a 59.5 inch long katana. The blade never gets dull.

[Kite_2000]

NAME: Hikaru
CLASS: Multi Weapon: Twin Blade, Heavy Blade, Long Arm
LEVEL: 100
SEX: Female
JOB: Hacker (neutral)/ PKK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A black shirt with shorts. White belt, gloves and boots. Shoulder length silver hair and red eyes. She has Kite's cheek markings and red spirals going down her arms.
PERSONALITY: Quiet and mysterious.
WEAPON: Twin Blades: Tripple tipped blades
Heavy Blade: Large heavy blade with two smaller blades coming out the sides.
Long Arm: A long scythe.

[marthwmaster]

NAME: Marth-2
CLASS: Wavemaster
LEVEL: 45
SEX: Male
JOB: PK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Tall, wears a dark grey cloak and brass armbands. Has very long, black hair, and a somewhat thinner frame. His very appearance strikes fear into many.
PERSONALITY: Carefree and unpredictable, Marth-2 (often called simply Marth) does what feels good to him at the time. Usually PKs when in a group, preferring the role of leader, and is known to some as the RPK: a rare breed, he has as much fun roleplaying as he does hunting other players. He is friendly and approachable, except when he gives you a sinister grin; then you should stay away. Has a strong, albeit warped, sense of honor.
WEAPON: Carries a staff which is permanently caught between this dimension and the realm of the dead. This causes the staff to warp, distort, and shift its shape unpredictably. Its continuous fluctuation is symbolic of its wielder: are his intentions pure, and if they are, will they change in the next ten minutes?

[JonFireblade]

--NAME:Fireblade
--CLASS: Multi-waepon: I can weild my two sword in a type of all class style
--LEVEL: 50
--SEX: Male
--JOB:ex:PKK
--PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Here's a picture link (maximize the window if it's disproportional)
http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b82/J ... olored.png
Black hair tipped red,Lightning scare on right cheek. Back trench coat with inlayed plats for protection,plated upper leg armor. Chest plate showing through unzipped coat. Greeves straped onto combat boots.
--PERSONALITY:Although I seem dark I really have a kind heart. I like to joke around and enjoy life, but my obcession with fighting evil causes me to have to be serious alot of the time. I have trouble relaxing and even when I do half my mind is watching out for possible enemies. I love stragey and I study sword-play for fun.
--WEAPON: Above,
-The right hand sword can be weilded as a
heavy blade,
blademast
or a long arm (using the handle that slides along the blade)
-Left handed sword can be used as a Blade master weapon only

[marthwmaster]

Just as a sidenote, once we start playing I think it should be explained why all the PKs, and the ones hunting them, are all lowbies and not epic-level warriors.

[Long Arm]

This looks like a promising RP, I'll join. ^^

NAME: Cait (Irish girl name that can mean "pure")
CLASS: Long Arm
LEVEL: 41
SEX: Female
JOB: Cobalt Knight
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Wears the usual Cobalt Knight armor except the bottom is a medium length chain mail skirt. Long silver armored boots. Medium height for a female. Violet hair that goes down a little below chin, longer in the front. Teal eyes.
PERSONALITY: Strict and sticks to the job as a Cobalt Knight. Will not let any problems in the area go about unsolved and will do anything to make things right. Around friends she shows her true more caring and naive nature. Sarcastic most of the time and easily annoyed if things don't go her way.
WEAPON: Gae Bolga, crimson spear based off of the legend Cu Chulainn's spear. Special for debugging and its special skill is that it won't miss its target. Skill can not be used more than once in a battle usually because of the amount of energy consumed when used.

By the way, is their any main plot to the RP? If you could please explain the story a bit more that'd be great...

[marthwmaster]

Well that's five. So what now?

[Ritrox]

Can there be a sixth party member? I mean It's not like I'm suggesting my self but... *Rapidly pointing at himself*

[marthwmaster]

It would be nice to have some variety, and a sixth character would be decent for that. Currently we have two PKs, two PKKs (o.O) and one Cobalt Knight, with at least one Hacker among them. We don't have any Bounty Hunters or normal players!

But I would really like to know why our characters start at level 10 and not level...I dunno, 60. There's just something unimpressive about a bunch of newbies PKing and PKKing and debugging each other.

[Lord_morgoth]

Seeing as how this RP is getting more responses then I expected people can just join without asking as long as they post their Character profile in the post (That was obvious) Also If you guys would like a main story we could have one if you want. and I guess the level restrictions are a little stupid but I wanted it to be we leveled up but fine. If you want to be level 50 or under thats fine. Just start up your strory when ever your ready and I guess i'll start mine.
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(Kyo gated into the world in Mac Anu and wandered the streets looking for someone that might be worth following and killing) "Hmmm Doesn't look like a good time to hunt.." (Kyo remembered yesterdays kill and wished he was killing right now, he loved to kill)

((I guess that was an okay start to my guy. some of you guys should interact with him))

[marthwmaster]

Two high-level Blademasters had just been dispatched by a team of Player Killers, leaving the young Twin Blade girl they had been leveling up unprotected.
The leader of the PKers was a Wavemaster, who functioned as their healer and tactician. He was dressed in a grey hooded cloak, with long, black hair that trailed down to his chest. Though handsome beyond imagination, his lavender eyes bore a look of mischief that betrayed the darkness hidden in his heart.
“Well, what do we have here?” One of the Wavemaster’s comrades, a Long Arm with spiky green hair, pointed his spear at the Twin Blade. “Now this widdle girl is all awone. But not for long!”
The Long Arm started to approach the girl, but then a smoky aura in the shape of a magic staff blocked his path. “You’ll not touch her, Salis!” warned the Wavemaster. “You may not value your honor, but while you are a member of my party, you will not attack those who are obviously weaker than you.”
Salis snarled at the Wavemaster. “I’ve had enough of your pathetic warnings, Marth. It’s over for you this time.” The Long Arm and the other PKer moved in to flank the Wavemaster, their weapons trained on his body.
Marth chuckled to himself, then turned to smile at the girl he had stood up for. “Well, I guess this is what chivalry has earned me this time!” He raised his staff in surrender, but his former allies denied it, and both of them swung their weapons at the Wavemaster.
At the last possible second, Marth leaped up in the air, where he remained suspended by a levitation spell. The two PKers hit each other, instead of their target, with their attacks. Marth closed his eyes and began uttering an incantation. “Astor ek ador. Slato dionage! Lanceor, I command you: destroy these fools!”
At his summoning, a being of light appeared and rained down destruction on the enemies of his master. Electric waves shook the ground and made the two PKers stumble. The Long Arm perished, his life energy escaping his body and turning him into a ghost, which retreated from the battlefield immediately. Satisfied, Marth dismissed the magic that had been keeping him afloat, and descended gracefully to the ground. “Lightning never misses its mark. Until you learn to fly, remember that.” Marth pointed his wispy staff at the remaining PKer, who indignantly pulled out a sprite ocarina and played it, causing him to vanish instantly.
The Wavemaster turned to face the young girl, who too had lost her balance when the shockwave had rattled the earth. Marth bent down to offer the girl his hand, and she took it. As he pulled her up, he introduced himself, “I am Lord Marth, known to some as the Lionhead. And to what name may I attribute such a lovely face?”

[JonFireblade]

((OOC, plz no one play off this lead just yet))


(From Fireblade's point of view)
As I logged into the Lamba server the dark night skies stretched out before me. The back ground music brought a feeling of peace as I closed my eyes. A feeling that ended when I heard his voice.

"You ready?"

I opened my eyes and Sir Wolf was there to greet them. He had brown spiky liek hair that covered the top half of his face. He was dressed in full body armor except without a helmet, wore a dark blue cape that covered most of his armor. He had a black circle like shield ,and had a set of 3 foot long red claws strapped on his right arm.

"Yes,.... I'm ready",I replied

"Faylin is already waiting."

"And the others?", I asked him.

"All there,every last one of the sleeper squads.", replied Wolf.

"Good, I take it your men have been doing alright?"

"Yes, they've been training hard. Although I must say we're all impressed with YOUR squad. At first, everyone was wondering if you could pull them together", he answered.

"They have sprit, and good hearts. Having both at once can make it difficult to bring them to their full potential. But they stuck together as a family. They'll do well; with or without me anymore."

Sir Wolf shot me a inquizitve glace, but I ingnored it.

"The clock is running. Lets go."

[marthwmaster]

(OOC) Nice work on that drawing. I can tell it's an original piece because of the Phantom Blades. But who's that figure standing behind him?

[JonFireblade]

(OOC- sry but I got to know)holy.... is that YOUR original work? cause if it is then wow. are you a professenal artist? how did you do that high of quality work?

[Long Arm]

((OOC- To Fireblade's question I believe that is the official art of the male Assassin from Ragnarok Online.))

The last streams of data dispersed into the the air and soon disappeared where a boy had stood only a moment ago. A sigh penetrated the uneasy silence in the surrounding barren iceland.

"Seems like these Vagrant AIs are becoming superior to some of the best Radiant AIs in games now..."

The female who had spoken stepped forward and examined the area where a Vagrant AI had been a moment ago before the debugging. She wore courtly knight armor and held a crimson spear to her side, a full two meters long. Lost in thought it came unnoticed when a male knight, clad in armor with the same symbol as the female, gated into the field.

"Hmm?" Hearing the clank of the armor she looked back, brushing violet hair back from teal eyes. "The Vagrant AI has been taken care of, why're you here?"

The male knight put his spear down seeing it was only his superior. "Ah, I apologize for my intrusion. There's been reports of a group of PKs in this area also..."

"Oh, them again? Hmph... player killers. They're just as meddlesome as all these AIs that come around..." She walked away from the area where she had previously stood crossing her arms. "It's a shame I'm not in that area of work now... I'd make sure there'd be no more need for PKKs. The World may be a mess now but we'll clean it up."

Smirking she gated out of the area.

[JonFireblade]

As Wolf and Fireblade gated into the area he imeditally became aware of the players hidding behing the trees watching them. Wolf and Fireblade passed the scouts without objection or challenge, just knowing nods in return of the glaces.

Fireblade steped out into the clearing to find close to 800 players gathered together. The Retribution Knights.

He was one of eight Legion Commanders. He led 101 men into battle known as the Gray Legion. His two best friends made up Fireblade's party, and were also his Captians in his Legion: Inferno (aka- Captian Inferno) and Dead-light. Each of the three of them had direct command over 33 soldiers apeice ( 11 parties per person).

It had been a hasle getting the 2 of them to work together but they had finnaly got it worked out.

And now all eight legions had been called for battle. The summons had been unexpected but inevitable none the less.

As Wolf and Fireblade approched the center of the gathering, Faylin and the other Legion Commanders looked up to greet them. Fireblade placed his fist over his heart and bowed his head in a salute. Faylin nodded in response.

Fireblade- "May I ask what the situation is?"
Faylin adressing the Commanders- "Earlier this morning word began to spread that some low level players had found some areas that PKs were leaveing alone. Needless to say newbies started flocking there. Well Kestrel found out about it and is massing players to move against the low levels. There may be as many as 200 PKs out there, but I'm still getting reports from my spies. Still this is Obviously no where near their full strength, but it's not like they would need it. I'm sending the Legions to protect the low level players and other non-Pks."

Wolf asked-"What are our exact objectives here?"

Faylin replied- "RK is on a hit and fade mission. Go in and get the low level players out safly, then gate out yourselves. Eveyone returns here as soon as the noobs are safly out of the areas. This is a good opertunity to reviel our presence to "the world". Remember we're the watchers from the shadows who sever justice, lets act like it."

Fireblade- "Then I take it we'll be using the hoods."

Faylin- "Of course."

After some more talk the Commanders and thier Captians left to ready the Knights for combat. Ten minutes later they were moving to the town and then on to their asigned areas. They moved quickly and silently. All wearing the same dark black hoods with red flames around the edges. The hoods not only covered the faces of the Ret. Knights but also their user names while worn. At the same time it let the knights identify each other as allies; only someone wearing a hood could see the user name of another hood wearer.

Players in the towns froze and looked as groups of RK moved silently to the chaos gate then gated to the fields.

Fireblade arrived at his assigned post- "Last Breathing Nothingness"

[marthwmaster]

“Faith, is it? Such a wonderful name, but you are indeed worthy of it.” Marth’s tone of voice was noticeably different when females were around, but it was difficult to tell if his flattery was out of a genuine respect for women, or if this was just the sort of character he was roleplaying.

Faith merely nodded. She wasn’t even looking at him.

In the real world, the player behind Marth-2 was a borderline psychic, and could usually sense what other people were thinking about. This gave him profound insight into the complexities of the human mind, and no small amount of success with women. But in The World, the people he spoke to were usually hundreds, if not thousands of miles away, and it was impossible to get any sort of reading. Still, anyone could tell that this Twin Blade resented being saved by the same person who had killed her comrades. The Wavemaster smiled and knelt down to where she was sitting. “I’m sure you must hate me, but give me a chance, alright? Your friends are fine. Invite me into your party and I’ll resurrect them for you.” Marth gave her his member address, and a few moments later, she grudgingly let him join her party.

“Aren’t you going to heal them?” Faith was obviously becoming annoyed with him, but the Wavemaster just stood there, tapping his foot and rolling his eyes, as if waiting impatiently for something.

“Your member address? When you receive a member address from another player, it’s usually polite to offer yours in return.”

Faith blushed profusely, and turned from him. “What is it that you want?”

“Look, give me your member address, and I’ll heal your friends. You have my word.” Marth dropped his luminescent staff to the ground and held one hand to the sky while clasping his heart with the other, in an over-the-top display of honesty. He was teasing her, and she didn’t like it.

The Twin Blade bit her lip, then turned back to face her “rescuer.” Letting out a breath to show her disgust, Faith gave him her member address, and was rewarded with a friendly smile from the one she currently despised the most.

“Now to fulfill my end of the bargain.” Marth picked his staff up off the ground and held it out horizontally in front of him. Closing his eyes, the Wavemaster muttered another incantation, this one much softer and more soothing to the ear. “Thaeros cathe mayourn. Sendo raige. Kay lienos. Spirits, hear my plea. Return this Twin Blade’s friends to life.” A blue orb of light descended from Marth’s staff and floated out between the two PCs. It hovered there for a moment and then dissolved, and the two Blademasters appeared where the orb had been.
As soon as the two realized that they had been restored and saw the one who had killed them, they both pointed their swords at Marth’s neck. The Wavemaster looked quickly at Faith, who only glared at him. Sighing, he turned his head back to face the two men. “Put your swords down. Having been ghosts in the field, you must have seen what happened, and who is responsible for resurrecting you now.”

Looking at one another, they cautiously sheathed their weapons. “We are grateful to you for rescuing Faith, but please leave us alone!”

Marth stifled a laugh. “So you can die failing to protect her again? Go right ahead.”

“We were fine until you PKs showed up. You give us nothing but trouble, and then you expect gratitude?”

“Well, in any case, if you need me to bail you out again, she has my member address.” With that, Marth raised his staff over his head and gated out to the Root Town, where he was soon stopped by a Long Arm, who had his spear drawn to Marth’s neck. “I am really getting tired of this.”

(UPDATE: Changed the twin blade's name slightly to avoid confusion with the Cowboy Bebop character, whom I forgot existed (sorry CB fans). I'm a stickler for original names. Note: Marth is an exception, as it originated as a shorthand contraction of my real name, and has no connection to the Fire Emblem character. )

[JonFireblade]

(ooc- it's long but sometimes it's got to be)

She stood there practically breathing down Marth’s neck. Then spoke, “No....,You see-I’m the one getting tired...tired of Pks.”

“Quell! Back down!”, ordered Faylin sternly, “Now...” she continued.
Slowly Quell backed off. Marth turned to face Faylin. She was dressed in a strong and hard full body armor; yet although it was some what masculine, it was in fact.....elegant. A close fitting gray breast plate, with gold trim and designs on the metal work. Her legs ,fully plate armored, were covered by a type of metal mesh cloth that stretched from torso to feet. Her golden blond hair fell to her waist. She had a straight sword seethed at her side. The hilt was grasped by her armored hands, her arms were clad in the same plate armor.

Faylin turned to Quell, “Continued as ordered.”
With that Quell left by means of the chaos gate, Marth thought he heard the words
“Last Breathing Nothingness”
Faylin turned to Marth, “I’m sorry about that. Now then if you’ll excuse me.” She turned and began to leave.

-------Else where at "Last Breathing Nothingness"----------

Fireblade stood hidden on the hill by the stone pillar. The earth element area was swarming with low level players. Behind Fireblade stood his men hidden also by the small range of low hills. Dead-light and Inferno stood next to him.
Dead-light was clad in a dark blue trench coat with as inlayed chest plate. The coat concealed most of the rest of his armor as well. He weapons where duel vampbraces strapped to his arms that had blades running along his arm. A set of armored gloves accompanied them. They allowed him to punch and jab and even block swords with out being hurt.

Inferno’s armor was a custom set that he refused to tell anyone how he’d obtained it. But it didn't mater. It was an excellent creation.

So far Fireblade hadn't seen any Pks. And at this point, the less he saw the better.
Inferno- "Commander, I've just gotten reports from the other Legions. They say they havn't seen any Pks from Kestrel either."

Fireblade rubbed his chin in thought- "Hmmmm.....Then I wonder where they are."
Just the off to his left a large group of players began to appear. The moment the Pks came into sight a cry was heard from the mass of low leveled players to the right. Panic began to grasp them, and some froze, some ran.
Glaring at the pks Fireblade spoke- "Ugh..., looks like I spoke too soon."
Turning to Dead-light he said, "Inform Faylin that we've incountered the enemy and that we're going to require renforcements."
This was going to be an intresting match: 101 Retribution Knights,(acting as PKKs) against some 200 Kestel PKers.
He the faced his Legion and called out, "Alright Knights! Lets go! For RETRIBUTION!" He cried out as he drew his swords and lead the charge over the hill, an entire Legion of black hooded Knights streamed over the hill and past the stone pillar Fireblade had been standing next to. The Pks looked up and became aware of them. The turned but soon they began to drop dead. RK magicians were already pouring SP into their magic skills releasing waves of rock, fire,and lightning.

Fireblade let lose a battle cry and he ran for the enemy lines, swords drawn both glowing a dull white color.
The first battle was on,But it'd be over soon.

[marthwmaster]

(OOC, to Mockery of Abomination) Actually, Fort Ouph is the root town for sigma (Σ) server, not beta (Β).

[spongefan]

-Name:Akaru
-Class:Multi Weapon
-Level:11
-Sex:Male
-Job:Normal Player
-Physical Description: A tall skinny male. He has white hair and green eyes.He wears a white shirt with a long leather coat and blue jeans.
-Personality: He is a kind person. If someone is in trouble he will help but if someone attacks him he is not scared to fight back.
-Weapon: a double sided spear.