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  1. GearStalker05 7wk 5d ago

    The following is an excerpt from a digital surveillance datafile recently deleted from the CDP databanks.

    *start video transcript*

    Static image, clearing slightly to show a man bound to a metal chair, face obscured by the shadows while his body is bound by numerous chains.

    Two figures, also hidden by the shadows, walk about this figure. The faint outline of a stubbled face shines as one of the men inhales from a cigarette, speaking in a gruff voice before throwing a hard copy of records upon the table before the chained figure.

    Number1: "Suspect name: **CENSORED** Lieutenant: Special Forces Unit **CENSORED**. Two Purple Hearts. 'Retired' by gunfire at the hands of **CENSORED**, deceased. Returns to active duty as **CENSORED**. Receives numerous honors for actions above and beyond the call of duty. Goes AWOL, and commits numerous infractions against the upper echelon. Designated Public Enemy #000. Arrested for armed assault and battery unbecoming of a CPD officer."
    Number2: "The best of us..." *derisive laugh* "What a joke. You're no better than the scum you brought in!"
    Number1: "You couldn't run from us for long, **CENSORED**. You're designated Property of the CPD. You belong to us!"
    Suspect: *silent smirk*
    Number2: "You bastard!" *raises arm to smash the suspect with his elbow*
    Number1: "Hold!" *stops the other man* "We're not through with this one." *turns to suspect* "You deserve to be broken down, you worthless piece of junk. Torn apart and turned into scrap metal. Hell, maybe I should slug you with that custom boomstick of yours; give you a taste of what you've given your perps!..."

    With a deep breath, he inhales then puffs a large cloud of nicotine smoke.

    Number1: "...But...somebody in the upper echelon still thinks you're useful. You've been given one more assignment. Sort of their way of saying 'We'll give you one more chance before we burn your sorry carcass'."

    From within his pocket, the second man draws a remote. With the press of a button, a series of holographic screens of text materialize before the suspect.

    Number2: "You are ordered to investigate this Project SAVIOUR thing that is being undertaken. Certain people within the upper echelon suspect some foul activity within this little project, and they would consider it an act of good faith if you were to investigate on their behalf."
    Number1: "Should the results prove to be satisfactory, you will be granted a full pardon for every illegal act you have committed against the upper echelon. Refuse...and you'll be the first to be 'retired' twice in a lifetime."
    Number2: *chuckling* "Not much of a choice there, pal. So what's it going to be?"

    The suspect remains silent.

    Number1: "Have to do it in the proper protocol." *to suspect* "Orders acknowledged, **CENSORED**"

    The suspect raises his head, a red LED glow piercing through the shadows as he responds, voice muffled out as static blurs the image once more.

    *end video transcript*

  2. GearStalker05 8wk 1d ago

    Another Brick in The Wall - Pink Floyd

  3. GearStalker05 8wk 1d ago

    Heart of Glass - Blondie

  4. GearStalker05 8wk 2d ago

    Heart Shaped Box - Nirvana

  5. GearStalker05 8wk 4d ago

    (reading the intro suddenly gets me in the mood for the movie, Metropolis...)

    Character Bio:

    Corporate Law. The rules set by the Corporations and enforced by the police on the Corporate payroll. In response to the established rules, crime in the lower sectors has risen 700% since the beginning of Earth's evacuation. Typically, those who remained cared little of what went down below their standings, but rumors began to surface that those below would try to seize the upper rankings by force. In response to this uneasiness, several minds within the corporation set forth upon a most unique project: the creation of artificially enhanced enforcers that could deal with the threat from below. The project was called Operation: Mach Rider.

    The Iron Hawk of the CPD. 'Retired' in the line of duty, his devotion to the law reached the higher ups of the Operation. Stolen from custody, he was rebuilt from the grave with the technology at their hands. Made better, faster, stronger than ever before, he became the prototype for the Operation. At the whim of his creators, he was given a most unique name for a specialist of his caliber: Deckard. He fought according to their design, apprehending and 'retiring' those who were targeted by the corporation.

    But something unexpected happened.

    A memory entered his silicon mind. The Corporate Laws were replaced by the laws of old. His devotion to the law firm, he abandons his former post and patrols the streets by motorbike.

    On CPD records, he is now a criminal of the most wanted degree. To those he's assisted, he is a public savior. To those close, he is known as Deckard. To his enemies, he is the Mach Rider.

    ((will post his 'recruitment' into SAVIOUR soon...))

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    ((BNW profile))

    Name: Elric Uzuki
    Age: 25
    Gender: Male
    Bio: A technician who was sent into space several years before the war. Stationed about the space satelite, Satsuki, for about five years, an accident occurs which causes his body to be locked in cryogenic-stasis while the world goes to hell. He awakens on Earth, 500 years after he first went into space.
    Personality: Laid-back, analytical, surprisingly intelligent yet unfamiliar with the current world.
    Ability: Visionaire-caliber mentality (a.k.a. very techno-savy); able to operate, activate, and repair the lost technology scattered across the land.
    Weapon: Mechanical right arm, outfitted with various tools and devices
    Appearance: Red visor-shapped glasses, blue and white uniform (what he had to wear in space), black hair w/ red streaks, exposed mechanical arm. ((think Captain Commando from Marvel vs. Capcom))

    ((FYI: A visionaire is someone with a mental link to machines, computers and electronic devices. I tried to tone it down a bit, though...))

  6. GearStalker05 9wk 0d ago

    The path ahead is dark, illuminated by the faint glow of small torches which do little to pierce the darkness of the tunnel. The only sounds heard are the footsteps made by this traveler of the earth, moving silently through the corridor.

    For safety of cover, she hides within the warmth of Revan's shoulder, what could best be described as an uneasy feeling coursing through her senses.

    Aras-ia: "I don't like this place... It feels...weird here. Something's...no...the entire room feels...alive."

    Sensing her uneasiness, he slowly unfurls his weapon, holding one end draped over his shoulder ready to strike. Moving cautiously, the pair continues into the ruins as along their path, unseen nails scratch and crawl in pursuit.

  7. GearStalker05 9wk 3d ago

    ((It's been awhile, Shadowdawn. Long time no see...))

    From amidst the sand, strange pillars begin to rise. Large pillars depicting bizarre, ancient sculptures of cobras and skeletal figures. Hands holding up strange urn-like plates up towards the sky, forming unique supports for what once was. Though surrounded by a raging sand, the area remains surprising untouched by the torrent all around as a skeletal pyramid extends upwards.

    Unphased by the foreboding appearance, Revan draws closer, eyes watching him from multiple perspectives as he enters the ominous den.

  8. GearStalker05 9wk 3d ago

    ((Ready and waiting to go.))

  9. GearStalker05 9wk 4d ago

    Floating above the carnage, Aras-ia watches with concerned eyes as the dirt and the sand begin to compile, limbs fusing into an ever-growing mound as the small urn begins to shine in a earthly light. The mound grows larger as it reaches upwards, limbs beginning to form from small stubs. Additional features soon appear: the split of the legs, the surface of the torso... As the head takes form, a deafening, low-pitched howling begins to pierce the winds, the air raging in a funnel around the golem as Aras-ia quickly braces herself against a nearby stone. Gripping for dear life, her body is pulled in the direction of the roar as his soiled scarf coils around his neck, silencing the deafening cry and returning the desert to it's normal state.

    The glow leaves the urn, now dangling by his hip as Revan twitches his neck, faint puffs of dirt creeping forth as he bends his limbs, Aras-ia floating curiously towards his shoulder.

    Aras-ia: "You've got to be more careful! You could have been killed.."

    He turns to gaze toward her curiously before bending to the ground, pulling out one end of his chain from beneath the sand.

    Aras-ia: "...True point. Not much can kill something in this particular state, but still we're both aware of what you are. ...I...just worry, that's all..."

    A sudden yank drives the weapon from beneath the sand, the axeblade embedding itself in his shoulder as his chain coils around his left arm. He gazes at her once more, empty eyes watching from behind the scarf wrapped tightly around the lower part of his head. Though there are no eyes to see, she can understand the intent behind his stare.

    Aras-ia: *shaking head* "It's nothing. I'm fine. We should be going."

    She returns to the comfort of his shoulder as the unearthly pair continue in the direction of the ruins which lie beyond.

  10. GearStalker05 9wk 4d ago

    Nowhere Man - The Beatles

  11. GearStalker05 9wk 6d ago

    (Updated Profile: Weapon, Appearance)

    As the portal vanishes, Revan rises to his feet. With no further reason to be armed, he drives his newly found weapon into his right shoulder, the blade embedded harmlessly into his soiled hide. Proceeding to take another step forward, he suddenly stops, eyes glowing as he quickly turns around to gaze through the twisting sands towards the dark figure hovering in the air.

    Ziz: "Such skill, my curious creature... ...But you will not have me!"

    Twisting his wrist, Revan throws the blade in his grip, spinning and twisting through the air like a fiery wheel racing towards it's victim. As the blade draws closer, Ziz's body begins to grow darker into a neon glow, skin turning into dark before shattering into a field of jagged tiles of the deepest black. The axe phases harmlessly through the field as the tiles vanish into the air.

    A sudden pulse pokes at Revan's mind, a bizarre sensation that seemingly instructs him towards the left. Twisting his left arm in the desired direction, the chain grows taught , bringing the axe to a sudden stop before it swings sharply towards the left. Slicing through the air with minimal effort, the blade arches downwards towards the desert sand before colliding with a metallic clang. The chain hangs in the air for a moment before it's owner recoils it back to his grip, the axeblade stained with a dark, opaque ooze.

    The sand lowers it's torrent, revealing Ziz standing hunched upon the surface. Panting furiously, his left hand clutches the side of his metallic dome, the same dark fluids gushing forth from the gash cleaved previously.

    Ziz: *Twitching "...Y...You... ...YOU BASTARD! YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT, YOU ABOMINATION!"

    Before he can even react, Ziz materializes before Revan in the blink of an eye. Raising his hand upwards, Ziz points towards his opponent as a black void takes form once more.

    ===================================
    *30 seconds later*

    Ziz pants in exhaustion, composure returning as he stands before the cleaved remains of his opponent.

    Ziz: *panting* "That wasn't...too hard."

    Back to normal, he turns in the direction of the ruins in the far distance, a shade of olive skin exposed from the wound in his helmet. Chuckling to himself, he kicks over a round vase by his feet, spilling soil upon the desert sand.

    Ziz: "I'll just tell the decrepit old fool that he didn't have what he was looking for. Such a pathetic creature... I don't understand why this...thing attracted his interest so much..."

    He vanishes once more into the tiled mist, oblivious to the scene transpiring beneath his feet as severed limbs and body parts begin to crawl and creep towards the urn of spilled earth.

  12. GearStalker05 10wk 0d ago

    Running Down a Dream - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

  13. GearStalker05 10wk 0d ago

    Digging himself free from the soil, Ziz watches with glee as the worm swallows Revan in a sudden bite.

    Ziz: "...So dull. Thought you would put up more of a challenge..."

    Suddenly, the worm turns towards the one who remains in its den, mandibles twitching in anticipation of the second course.

    Ziz: *chuckling* "Pitiful creature... You shall not have me so easily..." *waves hand* "Begone!"

    The ground begins to collapse as a portal materializes beneath the worm, swallowing it bit by bit into a shadowy void.

    ==========================

    *Worm Belly*

    No light. Not even a glimmer. Surrounded by darkness, he falls into the dark oblivion.

    He gropes blindly about in search of some hold, only to be greeted by the slick walls that squish and pulsate all around, oozing forth with a thick fluid. In desperation, Revan throws his chain upwards in some vain hope of snagging something...anything to stop the falling.

    In the darkness of the belly, he feels the chain go taut as he finds himself dangling within the gullet of this gargantuan beast, saliva oozing all about as he slowly begins to climb upward. A faint glimmer from far above illuminates the 'hook' holding him upright: the remains of a soldier lodged against the walls of the living chamber, massive roars echoing from below as the light fades and returns with each snap of the creature's mouth. The entire area quakes as the creature thrashes about, causing the skeleton to become dislodged and plummet down the beast's throat, clinging to Revan for a moment courtesy of a medium-sized battle axe before descending into the darkness below.

    Instead of a thud from below, a sudden surge of burning energy echoes from within as the corpse collides with the dark essence consuming the worm from below. Gripping the walls once more, the moistness causes Revan to slip further and further towards the doom below. Reacting in a state of panic, he clutches the dead soldier's former weapon, ties it to his chain, and heaves it upward, the blade still sharp enough to pierce the fleshy walls and shed more light into the chamber as the beast roars in pain.

    ==============================

    *Desert*

    The worm seeps lower and lower into the depths of the dark portal. Without warning, it begins to thrash about wildly, swinging from side to side as the section of skin beneath its jaws begins to swell. Just before it's head is swallowed, the throat bursts suddenly as a humanoid figure leaps through the air. Landing on its knees with its new weapon in tow, Revan touches ground beyond the edge of the portal as the last of the worm is swallowed into oblivion.

  14. GearStalker05 10wk 1d ago

    Welcome to my Nightmare - Alice Cooper

  15. GearStalker05 10wk 1d ago

    Welcome to the Machine - Pink Floyd

  16. GearStalker05 10wk 1d ago

    Amidst the raging winds, waves of sand extend high into the sky as the worm dives for it's prey, colliding with the bars of sand as Revan quickly, but narrowly, dodges each and every lunge. As its massive form slithers around for another attack, he strikes with his weapon, looking oddly as the chain merely bounces away harmlessly from the worm's soiled hide. From within the slots of its empty eyes, a chilling glow begins to shine in a faint white as a cold mist begins to spill from his covered mouth. Stretching his chain, the cold from his body causes the weapon to stiffen, becoming a frozen bar in his soiled hands.

    The worm lunges once more, mandibles cracking wildly as it skates across the desert. Bracing its limbs, legs buried into the sand, Revan reaches outward, grabbing the beast's jaws as the two sides collide. Bending his muscles, he attempts to twist the creature upwards, only to be tossed skyward when the worm suddenly whips backwards. Twisting about in the sky, Revan unleashes his frozen weapon ready for attack when something extends from the horizon in the distance.

    An ancient ruin, half buried in the sand. Pyramid like in structure, it is guarded by a massive idol, emanating a foreboding presence over the sea of sand with a skeletal face.

    The image of the ruin is obscured once more by the sand spun by the raging winds, body becoming aware of its sudden descent as Revan twists downward. Readying his strike, Revan dives downward while the worm lunges upward, jaws opening wide as it prepares to swallow its meal in one sudden bite.

  17. GearStalker05 10wk 1d ago

    Minnie the Moocher - Cab Calloway

  18. GearStalker05 10wk 1d ago

    Sea of Love - Phil Phillips

  19. GearStalker05 10wk 2d ago

    The worm twists violently as it slams on its side against the sand. A shrill cry of pain echoes from within it's pincer-esque jaw, slowly proceeding to seal shut by crystals of ice before being forced open by a sudden blast of sand. Revan tumbles out, covered in a mix of moist sand and the acidic saliva from within the worm's throat.

    Crouched upon its feet, he uncoils his weapon as the worm turns once more, lunging towards its meal.

  20. GearStalker05 10wk 2d ago

    The pair drudges onward in their trek, their destination unknown.

    The sand rages around them, blotting out the sky to create an endless haze of dust. The path might have blinded human eyes, but to those like them, it was merely a minor hindrance. The spirit and the golem continue in their endless march, unaware of the similar eyes spying their every move from beyond the desert veil. Protected from the scathing torrent, the shadow scrutinizes and studies its prey with curious intent.

    Ziz: "There are no shadows here... ...A different hand must be made before the Grounds can be breached..."

    His perch begins to quake, slowly at first but quickly gaining intensity as the very desert shakes and rolls from an unknown source. Loosing his balance, he plummets from his perch, landing head-first in the sand as a beastly roar echoes from within his helmet...and from within the very sands below.

    ...Sand. Sand everywhere...

    It moves like a bullet, weaving through the gaps in the earth as it twists about like a corkscrew. Aided by a multitude of fine legs, it creeps and crawls through the earth, mandibles twitching in anticipation of the prey dredging through the surface of its domain.

    Like a fish in the ocean, it swims about, descending deeper towards the core before turning sharply upwards, the earth trembling from its approach. It perceives movement above, as if it's prey were trying to evade. Tilting slightly, it matches the movements of its prey, its fine legs working feverishly as it continues to ascend sharply. Feeling the sand become finer and finer, it opens a pair of jagged mandibles, uttering a piercing shriek as it breaches the surface, jaws snapping shut around its prey as the conqueror worm tilts to return to the sands below.

  21. GearStalker05 10wk 4d ago

    *Desert's Edge*

    Only a short distance from the edge of the foliage, the wind suddenly picks up with wild intensity, blowing loose sand in every potential direction.

    He stands alone, savoring the sensation of the dust and the dirt blowing along his soiled skin. Silenced by the blowing wind, a faint cry of joy emanates from within its body as Revan continues onward into the brewing sandstorm. Left arm draped over his shoulder, the chain of his weapon dangling behind his back, he walks as if driven by some unknown desire.

    Swirling around his body in a faint mist, Aras-ia glides towards Revan's ear. Thankful for being a spirit, which spares her from the taste of the sand blowing around them, she is nevertheless disturbed by the shrinking vision which blinds the path ahead.

    Aras-ia: "This is nuts... Are you sure this is the right way?"

    Still walking, he responds with a silent nod, raising his free arm in order to point through the raging winds to their unseen destination.

    Aras-ia: "Oh, how I wish you could at least say something. Just once, I'd like to hear you tell me to shut up...instead of this brooding silence..."

    Turning to face him as she remains perched on his shoulder, she finds herself lost in the empty slots of his eyes.

    Aras-ia: "...I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. We've been together long enough; still don't know any more about you than when we first started this trek. ...But why have we been brought here? Those aura's from before seemed like they belonged here, but we're both... ...well look at us? what purpose would creatures like us serve here?"

    Stopping for a moment, the dust drops from its neck as Revan turns towards Aras-ia, waving his finger before pointing back in the same direction.

    Aras-ia: "Maybe you're right... ...Perhaps our answer lies ahead."

    She follows close behind, the pair marching inwards towards the raging desert as fins of metal watch their every move from below the sand.

  22. GearStalker05 10wk 6d ago

    The Endless Summer - The Sandals

  23. GearStalker05 10wk 6d ago

    The path of the forest clears to a dry ravine. What lies beyond is a vast sea of sand stretching beyond the edge of the horizon, the distant sky blotted out by an opaque mass.

    Through the overwhelming silence, the sounds of distinct chatter echo from the woods beyond like insects creeping about. Revan gazes towards the horizon through empty eyes, perceiving the power that lies beyond. At the same time, Aras-ia gazes back into the forest, tracing the faint auras of the numerous figures that are wandering about in their unique ways.

    Unsure of their intent, she turns to voice her thoughts only to be interrupted by her silent partner's departure down the cliffside before them, clinging to the rocky walls as they descend towards the sand below.

  24. GearStalker05 11wk 1d ago

    Quote by pantsmasterAlso, if we do start in this "Badar's Brand New World" could some one post a link to it for the people who didn't get a chance to rp in it?

    Ask, and you shall receive...

    Brand New World: Part 1, Part 2

  25. GearStalker05 11wk 1d ago

    c - cudgel