[RDR] Mutant Chronicles - The Thomas Baine Chronicle

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Mutant Chronicles

The Thomas Baine Chronicle

Year, 2361 More than three centuries after the peak of the second millenium. This era in time held the largest development in technological and biological scientific discoveries. Among these discoveries, were newly modernized artillery, weaponry, nuclear weaponry, biological warfare, cybernetics technology, and early artificial intellegence discoveries. One Biological Warfare weapon created that should be known is the Trace Cyrum. This Cyrum ultimately changed the direction of the ongoing Second Civil War occuring in North America.

 

With the emergence of the New European War, Arkadia began to seperate into different sections; commonly between the East and The West. The Eastern Side of Arkadia wanted a new found Cyrum on their soldeirs, which would increase their strength, speed, senses, agility, and other capable abilities. Senators of the west greatly debated against them, as many test cases of the cyrum expressed abnormal transformalities, which could be detrimental to the soldiers and the population of america and the world.

 

Eventually these debates turned into supreme court cases, though the Trace Cyrum was always overturned. In response to the governments decision on the matter, the Senators of the East succeeded from the West, in hopes to aid the Allied side of the new World War. In order to once again preserve the Union, the President of the United States began sending in troops to the east to make them follow the courts decision. This turned out to be a very bad situation, and unofficially started the Second Civil War.

 

Only Months after the war officially started, Eastern Governments organized a Squad of ten professionally trained soldiers, and began testing a newly developed Cyrum on them. At first the cyrum did wonders for the soldiers, helping them win battles against the west single handedly, but the cyrum started exposing serious side effects on the ten member squad. These soldiers began mutating, giving their bodies abnormalities. The only bad thing about the transformations was that they developed more strengths, lost more weaknesses, and became crazed.

 

These mutated humans began taking over the Eastern Government which unofficially ended the Civil War. The only problem though, was dealing with the mutants who were now in power in the eastern states. The Mutants began killing hundreds of americans, mostly senators and other government officials. In order to stop these creatures from further bringing harm to the people on the east coast, the Secretary of State grouped together a Special Ops Team composed of twelve suitable and experienced, in either fighting or a to a certain weapon, soldiers to go into the city of New York, seek out the mutants, and kill them.[/align]

[spoiler=[b]Directory To Everything That Is This Roleplay[/b]]

[spoiler=[b]Do You Wish To Participate?[/b]]

This is a club based roleplay. If you wish to create a character, you will first need to sign up to the club here, Roleplaying Done Right. Upon acceptance, please look in the first post of the club for the spoiler entitled 'Mutant Chronicles - The Thomas Baine Chronicle Roleplay' and search for the Character Submission Application. Fill it out, and post it in that thread. If approved you will be given some instructions on beginning this roleplay, and along the progression of the RP you will be given helpful tips within the GM's Posts.

 

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Background Information you should know before Playing.[/b]]

This new roleplay series is called 'Mutant Chronicles'. Chronicles, because it holds multiple Chronicles following different characters through this main plot. The Chronicle we will be working on in this first RP is called 'The Thomas Baine Chronicle' which revolves around the main character or NPC Thomas Baine. The way this RP will work, is it will follow a series of cutscenes, each with its own main event. The first cutscene will be an NPC Conversation, and will contain no Action. This is so that members get familiar with NPC Conversations and the basis of presenting your characters personalities.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Origins of this Series[/b]]

This roleplay is based in about 100 years before the beginning of this roleplay, Globex Corporations. They are of the same universe, but not continuations of eachother. If futuristic roleplaying suits you, we encourage you to sign up to the said roleplay.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Knowing When You Are Allowed to Begin Posting[/b]]

This roleplay will begin with an NPC Conversation, including only Highly-Important characters. If your a higly-important character, you will be notified upon acceptance into this roleplay. Along the course of this first NPC Conversation, we will be presenting hooks, to allow entry points for new characters to be introduced so that you get used to the Hooks and Entry Points System. Once the NPC Conservation is completed, participents will be upgraded to Rank 2 of the club. Alsom since this is the first NPC Conversation, it is a perfect time to present your characters personality. There shouldn't be any character development at this point.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Rules of this Roleplay[/b]]

Look at the Advanced Roleplaying Spoiler

 

This is somewhat of a tutorial based roleplay, and as such will NOT be fast paced. There should be a maximum of 2 pages of content posted in any single day, even that is ridiculous. I may sometimes step in and stop the progression of the roleplay and restrict any new posts, so that I may have time to create a new post with helpful suggestions to participents on helping with roleplaying improvement.

 

Don't stray off the storyline.

 

All OOC Posts should be posted in the club thread.

 

If your classed as a lesser important character, don't try to make a big difference in the rp.

 

God Mod and you'll be Neg'd.

Post an OOC Post and you'll be Neg'd.

Post without joining the club, and you'll be Neg'd.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]And We Begin[/b]]

As soon as I have some characters accepted, I will make a fallow up post introducing the setting and situation of the roleplay. From there roleplayers will be able to begin engaging in the NPC Conversation. Until then, posting here is restricted.

 

 

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profiles[/b]]

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - .Traveler[/b]]

Full Name: Thomas Baine

Age: 24

Gender: male

Appearance:

Personality: [The quirks and strengths in your character. No, you may not just list random attributes. Explain them, and how it fits into your character]

Personal History: [Now here's the hard part. Write down a thorough, if brief, history of your character and his important activities that he has done during the years of his life. Also explain his/her experience in combat or to a certain weapon. Maybe some information in his/her history in the military.]

Physical Defects: [simple. List any physical defects that your character has. To prevent god-modding, you are required that your character have at least three physical defects]

Physical Strengths: [What type of physical strengths does your character excel in? To prevent god-modding, you can have a maximum of three physical strengths]

Sexual Preference: [Heterosexual, Homosexual, Bisexual or Asexual. Please be mature and original about this]

Importance: [Please list the level of importance according to your activity level. If you believe you could be active in the progression of the roleplay, include that, if not note that too.]

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - Lucifer[/b]]

Full Name: Lucifer von Hexen

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Appearance: Lucifer is a tall man, around 5' 11", and very 'sexy/handsome' to most people, gay, bi, straight, and so on. He has natural silver eyes, and silver hair that drops to his butt.

Personality: Very quite (So to not release information to the wrong person), Very hard to irritate (Perfect to focus on the mission(s), so there will be less fail if calm).

Personal History: Before Lucifer joined the Military/Special Ops, he was an athlete, being a fast one, with a different name, to prevent assassination attempts. After his decided to quit, with good athletic skills, he joined the Special Ops. However, because of his capabilities, he was forced to take certain drugs.

Physical Defects: Not entirely strong (Can pick up easy weights, around 100 lbs or so), hard to turn when running, slightly skinnier than normal people (Not anorexic)

Physical Strengths: Very fast, slight hightened sense (See last sentence of Personal History), Strong bones with numbness when getting hit (Last sentence of Personal History)

Sexual Preference: Asexual (Might change throughout the RP)

Importance: Active, and stays on everyday, except for some days (Like Holidays and etc.) So, very high.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - Roxas[/b]]

Full Name: Arthur X. Anatos

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Appearance: My character wears a black, short-sleeved shirt and black leather pants. He wears checkerboard wristbands on both hands. His hair is blonde, and he has heterochromia, meaning that his left eye is hazel and right eye is amber.

Personality: Arthur is quite the lecherous man, always distracting by a woman even marginally attractive, but is still ruthless and cunning. When he speaks of his exceedingly masterful plans, he often interlocks his fingers and holds them at mouth level, showing that he was a passion for theatrics.

Personal History: At the age of 17, Arthur graduated as a valedictorian at his High School. His exceedingly good grades continued into his college years, where he graduated at the age of 21. Arthur majored in philosophy, creative writing, government, and economics. He excelled in fencing, and joined the army at age 23. In 2,360 Arthur was recruited into a Special Ops team, making him one of the newest members of the team.

Physical Defects: His legs are not very strong, he tires out easily from running, and has recently lost his right thumb, hindering the right-handed fencer's skills.

Physical Strengths: While he is not strong with his legs, his arms are rather strong to the point that he swings a rapier as easily as a butter knife. He has begun to train his left hand in an attempt to make up for his missing thumb.

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual.

Importance: I would be quite beneficial to the progress of the RP. However, I will be going to Hawaii in July, so I hope that either the RP ends before that or my character disappears with a good reason, be it permanently or temporarily.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - Careless Whisper[/b]]

Full Name: Metiyu Morgan. (Meti for short)

Age: 18 years of age.

Gender: Male

Appearance: Wears a solid, midnight black, sleeveless trenchcoat and medium baggy, black jeans. His shoes are solid black Nikes and his socks are medium length and black. His hair is partly ash-black with violet and blue highlights. His eye color is the same color as moonlight. His height is about 6.2 and his weight is around 150 lbs.

Personality: His mind is a multitasking master. His mind's capability to think of literally dozens of ideas and thoughts at the same time results in a slight schizophrenic behavior. He's been labeled as a psychopath, despite his insanely reasonable logic. His enhanced memory length spands through his entire life, causing him to sometimes get distracting in 17 year old memories as when he was a toddler, even 18 year old memories of himself actually being born.

Personal History: Meti Morgan was born with his genetic 'defect' as some may call it. He, himself, refers to his mutation as a gift. His mother was disgusted by the mere idea of him and sent him off to live with his divorced father, who as well was a mutant. His father took him into his Mixed Martial Arts shrine and taught him self protection. Meti's father passed away when a violent raid came to his village, burning the huts and tearing down his father's shrine. Meti turned and fled, knowing that he was not ready for such a fight. He was only 6 years old then, he's been living on his own for 12 years now.

 

In this roleplay, the effects of the Trace Cyrum have only, to military knowledge, infected the ten people of Special Squad team formed by the eastern military. If you will, change that detail of your father being a mutant as the mutation hasn't spread from the orginal ten yet, at least not yet.

 

Physical Defects: Scars and cuts from weaponry and other objects across his arms, chest, and legs.

Physical Strengths: Sight, hearing, smell, and speed are completely enhanced to the acute level of a wolf's.

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual.

Importance: About an 8.4 for certain.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - BrokenHeart15[/b]]

Full Name: Zachary Nagato

Age: 27

Gender: M

Appearance: He is of average height (5'7). Most of the time he wears long black clothes to 'blend in' to the shadows. His eyes are a pretty blue colour and his hair is short and brown. He has a thin body frame (not anorexic). He is usually seen wearing a comsat on his head, and his glasses are black metal with a thick left lens.

Personality: Unemotional at times (To focus on his work), Doesn't judge people on first impressions (He begins to after learning enough about them).

Personal History: Zachary never found himself an active man, just, adequate. Since the age of 17 he spent most of his time gathering research into anything interesting and managed to create a large database which he stored on various USB's and computers. All this time spent around machines left him unemotional as to prevent bias in his study. He didn't apply for the Special Ops, they found him; and thus became an intelligence officer for his group, he didn't want too, but knew he had too. Zachary hasn't had much experience with weaponry, so he tries to remain unseen as he types into his portable lap-top and let the others do the work. He does carry a small switchblade knife for ABSOLUTE necesity.

Physical Defects: Lazy eyed (Left eye, so he wears glasses), Not very strong (can lift up to 30kg), Weak legs (Can't run for extended amounts of time).

Physical Strengths: Eagle-eyed (Is good at noticing most things from a maximum of 30m away), Touch type (Can observe something and record the data without looking at the keyboard), Silent (Can move about and make as little noise as the environment allows)

Sexual Preference: Bisexual

Importance: High

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - Hunter[/b]]

Full Name: General Grafton Mordred

Age: 55

Gender: Male

Appearance: Roughly 6' 3" Caucasian. Tends to wear a brown suit. He has a white beard and moustache growing around his face. Appears intimidating to others. A stern face that shows someone who has seen the worst of the worst.

Personality: Cocky. He knows what hes doing and wants to be respected and listened to so he can accomplish his goals. Hes a natural leader and gets furociously angry when he doesn't win.

Personal History: He was born to a poor family. He was a troubled child, always breaking the rules and such. His parents sent him to military school, where he was toughened up and he learned responsability and leadership. He graduated and joined the marines. His attitude and intellect made him the ideal leader. He quickly grew a reputation as a master tactician. He was made a general at the age of 28. He has been an asset to the United States military ever since.

Physical Defects: He has a bad knee, which stops him from running well. And his eye sight isn't what it used to be.

Physical Strengths: Years of military training and fitness, has made him a strong man, even as he gets older.

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual.

Importance: Relatively high.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - Lucifer's 2nd[/b]]

Full Name: Amber Martin

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Appearance: Amber is a girl that is around 5' 7", black curly hair, that reaches to the middle part of her back. She has Black eyes, and kind of pale-skinned.

Personality: Friendly with others (Good for her, she can get information she needs), serious (Can get the mission done).

Personal History: Amber used to be a happy-go-lucky girl, who didn't have much care. However, when she joined the Military/Spec Ops, she saw Lucifer for the very first time, and developed a crush on him. However, she heard about Lucifer being forced to take drugs, and decided to volunteer to take the drugs as well.

Physical Defects: Not very strong, not very fast, slow reaction timing.

Physical Strengths: Numbness, abnormally strong bones, heightened senses.

Sexual Preference: Bisexual

Importance: From 75% and up <.<

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Character Profile - Daimyo Niyabari[/b]]

Full Name: Amadeus Sykes

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Appearance: Sykes has a half circled rounded head, with a military buzzcut running along at the top. His eyes are oval and crooked, with bright blue shining at the center of them like the color of the ocean. His nose is long and smooth, and halts abruptly at the start of a stubble running along at the top of his mouth to around the bottom of his face like a beard. He has dark Caucasian skin with a thin, slender and muscular body. Not a body builder, but fit nonetheless. His arms and thin and dexterous with long rough legs, fit for running long distances.

Personality: Amadeus (normally called Sykes) is usually cheerful, often liking to crack jokes with others around him, making him seem like a very likeable person. He is polite, though usually when you get to know him he can get egotistical and suffer from bouts of superiority complex. He usually believes he is right on the manner, making him seem like a stuck up jerk. The problem is, he is wickedly intelligent and often chooses the logical solution to the problem rather than the emotional.

Personal History: Amadeus Sykes was born to Roosevelt and Martha Sykes in Catalyst, East Arkadia way on the East Coast (called Vancouver today). Amadeus' father was a prominent scientist in the field of Genetics, and well respected. At the age of 21, Amadeus graduated from the Tyrrhenian University of Technology with a full PhD in Astrophysics, Mathematics and Geophysics. It was at that time that the Arkadian Civil War appeared, and Sykes was drafted into the Fifth Tyrrhenian Firing Regiment, one of the first of the many regiments issued by East Arkadia in order to create a perfect soldier. In the Fifth Amadeus learned survival, marksmanship and (by the East Arkadian senators' insistence) Special Forces training. After six months on the battlefield Sykes was agreed to take control of a squad, and was promoted to a Sergeant. Unfortunately, the leadership was revoked after two months where the newly christened Sergeant Sykes led his squad out recklessly out into a battlefield in New Brunswick into enemy fire, killing all but him who directed the assault from afar. Sykes was fired from the Regiment in disgrace, but Amadeus, in a lapse of paranoia, believed they were going to execute him and ran to join the West Arkadian Infantry. Soon, he was drafted into the SpecOps Squad in order to quell the Mutant threat.

Physical Defects: Birthmark on shoulder, putting pressure on it creates extreme pain. A limp from a dislocated leg when he fled East Arkadia. One eye is blind from an enemy artillery shell.

Physical Strengths: Sykes has swift reflexes in combat, and is an excellent runner with great endurance.

Sexual Preference: Bisexual

Importance: 80%. I doubt I'll be inactive on purpose, but just in case.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Careless Whisper]

OoC: I will post my introduction right now.

 

IC:

 

--Alone, so very alone, I am, though at the same time, occumpanied by something close. It is as if my mind is having conversations with itself, trying to discuss my next coardse of actions. One side of my mind wants to cause eternal catastrophy within the city to the north. However, the other side wishes to keep running. This is the first time my brain has evern been doing this sort of thing. I wander why I'm having these voices, other than my own, speak to and about me inside of my own head.

--Metiyu Morgan wrote within his journal as he had nothing else to do.

[.Traveler]

Location - Los Angeles California - Government Headquarters Building 28

 

Thomas entered the unnoccupied males restroom on the seventh floor of the government building. The dingy old tiles on the floor were a checkerboard style, repeating across the floor in a black and white pattern. A lot of them were cracked, which matched the crumbling ripped wallpaper that was falling apart on the walls. There were 3 stalls, and a set of 5 urinals mounted somewhat crooked up against the wall adjacent to the stalls. Across the stalls was a large mirror ranging from one edge of the room to the other, standing right above a collection of rather clean sinks, which were surprisingly the cleanest objects in the room.

 

Thomas walked over to the sinks rather hastily and started running the water at the center most sink of the room. He put his fingers under the water, waiting for the water to get cooler, so that he can start pouring it over his face. The water became quite cold, after which he shoved his head downwards to start patting his face with the cool liquid. After a few moments of repeating this, Thomas lifted his head to meet his face in his reflection of the mirror. He was staring directly into his eyes.

 

What am I doing here? He was staring with a look of disdain in his expression. I have to get out of here. Thomas stopped running the water, and made one last sweep over his face with his still damped hands. He walked over to the paper dispenser next to the sinks, and started taking some sheets out to dry his hands and face with. He then walked over to the door again but before opening it, the door swung open. A man walked in. The two men exchanged facial expressions of hellos, and Thomas walke dout of the bathroom. He noticed a friend sitting on a bench a few feet from the bathroom. "Hey Meti, ready to meet with the secretary of state?" The man sitting on the bench was writing something in some journal. The hall where the two men were standing was rather busy, dozins of people going in and out of several rooms.

 

 

 

[spoiler=[b]OoC[/b]]

Notice at the end of my post there, that I included a detail ab out the hall being very busy. This makes for a perfect Hook. Somone may make their entry point here, but I don't want too many people to come in here now. 1-2 characters are allowed to somehow jump in here.

 

 

[Careless Whisper]

Meti took his eyes from his notebook for the first time in an hour, finally looking up at Thomas, an old friend of his.

"Sure! Why not?" He responded with a sort of amused manner. He stood up, inserted his notebook into his inner coat pocket, ruffled his already ragged hair by just a little bit, as if to seem like he did everything in his power to look even more shabby and less formal, and then put in his colored contacts, which made his eyes look normal.

Meti's eyes were of an abnormal color. If a human being would to look into his eyes, they'd quickly realize that Meti was not entirely human. His eye color was that of a deep, slightly saturated purple, with a hint of a blueish haze around his narrow purples. It was essential for him to look as human as possible, as to not startle any of the humans around them.

 

 

[spoiler=OoC]

What I just demonstrated was a sort of humorous explanation of how my character could be noticed as a mutant. His eye color alone could freak people out, since it is not a humanic eye-color. Keep that in mind through out the roleplay.

 

Also, Traveler, for any OoC posts, label the spoiler as "OoC" instead of "Important." Plus, make sure you go through your roleplaying posts for any errors. It helps when it's organized like that.

 

 

[.Traveler]

The hall was so busy, many people began bumping into Thomas as they walked by. "Meti, I haven't seen you since the Veritas Mission back in 58'" he said moving closer to Meti as to get out of the way of the increasing traffic of people around him. "How have you been buddy?" He watched Meti put in some contacts into his eyes, waiting for a reply.

 

Thomas was carrying a somewhat heavy dufflebag, which hung around one shoulder. It was dark blue with long black nylon straps. He was dressed in a blank white undershirt which was a little wet from when he washed his face only moments before. He wore some long, nicely fit army pants with various green and brownish colors in an army-like pattern. His boots were a little dirty with sports of dryed mud on them.

[Phantom Roxas]

Arthur fiddled with his switchblade rather carelessly. He has actually amazed that he was able to bring it in, but then he remembered that it was because he had the benefit of working directly for the Secretary of State. He inhaled in a rather loud manner, held his breath for about a second, and let out a heavy sigh. He was on the fourth floor, several floors away from where his "comrade" Thomas was. While Arthur alone was cunning enough, he felt confident in Thomas more than he did about the other members of their small group.

 

He swung his weapon like a pendulum in a grandfather clock. Bored with the lack of orders, he walked slowly - he didn't like to use his legs much - to the elevator. He took his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Thomas's number.

 

"Thomas?" Arthur said into his phone. "It's Arthur. Do we have orders yet?"

[.Traveler]

"Hold that thought Meti, I think my phone is vibrating." Thomas unzipped the front pocket of his dufflebag and pulled out his cellphone. He had a missed call, of his friend Arthur. He opened his phone getting ready to call him back, when the phone began to vibrate again. It was Arthur again. He clicked the small green 'Send' button in order to answer the call. He raised the phone to his ear, while simultaneously putting his bag down and walking away from meti, only a short distance. "Arthur? Sorry I put my phone on vibrate." He listened to Arthur's response and began again. "Yes Arthur. Are you at Building 28 yet? Really, then come up to the seventh floor, i'm here with Meti. We have a meeting with the secretary of state in about ten minutes." He said to Arthur, waiting for his next response.

[Phantom Roxas]

Arthur closed his cell phone and placed it into his pocket.

 

"It would have been nice to get a "Yes" or "No" to my question, but I guess reminding me of the meeting was good enough."

 

He pressed the button ringing up the elevator. When the elevator going up arrived on his level, he went inside a pressed the "7" button. The elevator door closed as music began to play. Before Arthur began to enjoy the tune, the "ding!" came as the door opened. Arthur walked out of the elevator door and managed to find Thomas and Meti in a few minutes. Arthur checked his cell phone for the time, as he never felt like wearing a watch, and realized there were only three minutes left before the meeting.

 

"So where's everyone else?" Arthur asked.

[Careless Whisper]

Although Thomas was having some difficulties moving through the crowded hall way, Meti was easily sliding past the bulge.

When they were both cleared of the hall way, Meti stopped to wait for Thomas. After a while, Thomas finally cleared the crowd and put away his cell phone.

"I've been lying low ever since 58. You should know the reason why." He explained, then he dropped to a whisper just audible enough for Thomas to hear. "You remember that mercenary that was sent after me. Well, he's still alive. I never finished him off." He explained more clearly.

[The Warden]

Zachary had finished packing his laptop up and looked up, noticing everyone had left. He quickly left the now empty room, an annoyed frown creased his brow as he passed through the doorway and saw members of the Special Ops team chatting in the corridor; though they were into conversation, Zachary decided to enter it as well. 'That was the lousiest intelligence report I have ever heard, most of the information I already knew. Speaking of knowing, I was thinking of seeing the head to see if there is any information he can give us on the mutants. My files are unusually slim on said topic, anyone want to join me?' he asked.

[.Traveler]

"He's still alive? But I thought you killed him?" Thomas was utterly shocked, left with his mouth slightly open, with a slight expression of anger and sadness in his face. Before Meti could respond, Thomas felt a slight tap on his soulder. He turned around to find Arthur standing behind him. "Oh, hey Arthur. Me and Meti were just...catching up" he said with a short pause. "I think the others are waiting in the secretary of states office." He glanced over Arthur's shoulder to see another member of the upcoming mission coming rather swiftly towards this small group of people. "Hey look, here comes Zach now."

[Phantom Roxas]

Arthur was perplexed. Why did Thomas hesitate in his answer?

 

"Thomas, you-" before Arthur could finish what he was going to say, Thomas welcomed Zachary to join the group.

 

Without letting them have a chance to formally greet him, Zachary went on to rant about the quality of the intelligence report. Although he paid attention, Arthur still wanted Zachary to just stop complaining.

 

"We got a minute with the Secretary of State in three - two minutes". Arthur corrected himself when he looked at his watch. "Can't it wait until then?"

[Careless Whisper]

"Then we'd best be going. In my opinion, we shouldn't show up late." He then started walking down the corridor when he turned back and addressed Zachary, "Especially after what happened last time someone ranted about reports before a meetings."

Although it was 5 years ago, back when Meti first joined the Special Ops, he could easily remember Zach's rant on a back-up report that made them late to the briefing for his very first mission. Meti was always the youngest member of the Special Ops team. Being only 13 years old when he first joined the Ops Core, and now he was 18.

[.Traveler]

"Zach, Zach come on, walk with us or we'll be late again." Thomas urged Zachary to walk with him towards the last door in the hallway. He looked over to Arthur and Meti and gave them a quick glance, followed by a movement to urge them to follow them as well. "The meeting will be starting in a couple minutes." He said looking at the silver rolex wrist watch around his hand. "The others should be waiting for us in the secretary of states office." As the group started walking, he tugged on Arthur's shoulder so as to say something to him, while the others walked in front of them breaking into a conversation. "Arthur," he said with a whisper. "I'm afraid...George didn't make it through the surgery." George was a long time friend in the military of Thomas and Arthur, going on several special ops missions with them in the past. Due to an injury on his last mission, he began having heart problems, which would require the surgery. There was a short pause that seemed to last longer than it did.

[The Warden]

Zach's brow slowly lifted and his look of annoyance faded. 'I'm not complaining, but it is imperative that I know all that I can know for this mission. I'd hate to see one of you guys die out there for a lack of information on anything. Because then I'd have to get to know another new person' he replied, and noticed they had left. He sighed in annoyance and followed them. 'I trust this guy will have something interesting to say' he said under his breath.

[Careless Whisper]

Meti's calm and chill look kept on through out the entire walk. When they entered the Secretary's office, he took his seat immediately, without addressing the few people already there. He just sat down and tried to look as tired as he could get without falling asleep.

[Enrise]

Walking at a fast pace, Lucifer entered the building. "Great, now where the hell is the Secretary's office. In the center?" Lucifer thought annoyed.

He walked around, and thanks to luck, he found it. Before he opened the door, he checked to see if anyone was coming, to which he saw, nobody was in sight, which was awkward for him.

He turned the nob, and opened the door at a normal pace, and looked around to see the other people that were in the Secretary's Office also.

[Davok]

Bright red and white sneakers should planted on the otherwise clean and refreshing black table, magazines piled in neat orders. The foot casually wandered toward it, as if moving in for the kill. Then a swipe, and the pile of magazines toppled to the floor. Curves appeared at the offender's face, smiling at the deed, and planted his mucky sneakers firmly more on the table. The stubble on the man's face widened and warped, as if in a distorting glass. Suddenly, the door to the room swung open and in entered his other five SpecOps associates. Amadeus Sykes laughed and nodded at the group.

 

"Your about fifty-three seconds late." Sykes chuckled, and clicked a button on a silver stopwatch hidden in his coat pocket. "Better luck next time."

[The Warden]

Zachary entered the Secretary's office and immediataly set up his laptop after taking a seat. It was botting up and his hands were waiting readily on the buttons. He then decided to address Sykes. 'It is of no concern if we are late. As there are still many more to come. I trust you remember that with meetings like this, punctuality is not required, as other member, including the one meeting us, has yet to arrive' he replied with a slight smirk. This stuck to him as he typed readily into his laptop, his fingers brushing the keys in anticipation.

[Huntar!]

After reading some reports at his desk, the General decided he was bored and needed something more exciting to do. He was never the kind to sit at a desk all day with paperwork. So he got up out of his chair and groaned as he stretched and yawned. He rubbed his eyes to see more clearly before putting his old-fashoned glasses back on. He walked out into the hallway. He then realized it was packed with people. And hes not one to wait. He pushed his way into the crowd trying to reach the vending machine seeing as he was a tad hungry, working through lunch and all. But he had to get to the meeting at some point in the day.

"Oh fiddlesticks!", Grafton growled as he saw a bunch of young men just loitering in the middle of the hallway.

"Attention!", He commanded as these young men turned to salute. He liked feeling in control. He liked feeling powerful.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!? People have to get around you know and you're just here in the damn way. God, I hate stupid people. People like you make me hate people!", He ranted. The young men were trying to ignore him but look as if they were actually paying attention. He was lecturing them for another minuite or two before finishing them off with a warning and a nice "get the hell out of the way!". He was feeling in a good mood. He hasn't hit anyone yet.

[Enrise]

Noting to self, Lucifer saw the General was in a good mood, maybe he got his raise or something. When he started to give his unneeded lecture about something stupid. Purposely, he turned up his volume on his iPod, enough for the General to barely hear it.

He didn't really like the fact that someone was willing to use their power and status to boss other people around. Nonetheless, he wasn't near the people, so he was mostly talking to them.

"Well, either G.I.Joe is gonna give them a ear load, or they're gonna get beat." Lucifer thought, giving a slight grin of satisfactory of how good this was gonna get, especially if the General heard the music was too loud, and that he was going to get pissed at Lucifer for having it too loud, and for being next to the door, waiting for the Secretary.

[Huntar!]

Since the general was in such a good mood, he ignored the irritating fact that these young men were paying no attention too him even though he heard music, and saw that one had his eyes closed and was probobly half asleep.

After lecturing these young men, he continued on his way to the vending machine. He wanted some cookies to fill his empty echoing stomach. He put his coin in the machine and hit the button and watched his deluctable snack fall down. His mouth watered.

He pulled it out of the machine and went into a corridor in which he needed his pass-key to enter. Here, he sat in a small confortable chair in a waiting room. It had a door that led into a secret compartment underneath the room that the meeting was to be held in.

He sat and ate his mean pondering to himself, "What am I going to do?"

[Enrise]

Looking back at the clock and at the door, Lucifer wondered why the Secretary wasn't here yet. "Where is he?" he mumbled to himself. Lucifer walked over to an empty seat where nobody was near, and took out a sheet of paper, and heard the song change to, "[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUOopiV0TAI]The Beautiful People - Marilyn Manson[/url]". He took a nearby pen, and started to write something down.
About 5 to 10 minutes passed, when he drew about 70 kinds of symbols of no particular meaning, yet, they meant so much to him.

[Huntar!]

He knew what was going to happen. He knew exactly what the world was coming to. He knew before anyone else had a clue. In about 30 minuites he would be presented at the meeting as the leader of the west. He'd have to lead his nation into a war that he'd need all his smarts, all his guts, and all his resources to even stand a chance against the more technologically superior east and their supersoldiers.

once again, he thought to himself, "oh god, what can i do?"

[Careless Whisper]

Meti continued to loll his head as if he were tired. The secretary was late, that was the secretary's fault.

While I'm stuck in here, worrying about whether or not that moron is still alive, that mercenary is out there still hunting me down. I wonder why he's only able to remember someone through their eyes. He thought endlessly to himself. One of his contacts fell out and he quickly swiped it off the table, cleaned it, and then put it into a container. He did the same for his other lens so that they wouldn't fall out during the meeting that seemed like it would take more than an hour to start.