Hidden Origins [OOC/Signup]

[Mincaldenteans]

Hidden Origins The IC “They used to say one nuclear bomb can ruin your whole day. It was sort of a joke, until the June morning those terrorist bozos whacked us with an electromagnetic pulse from 80 miles up. You always hear people yapping on how it was all different before the pulse. Land of milk and honey blah, blah, blah, blah with plenty of food and jobs and things actually worked. I was too young to remember, so, whatever... The thing I don't get is why they call it a depression. I mean, everybody's broke, but they aren't really all that depressed. Life goes on.” – Max, X5-452 Welcome to the world where blood does runs deeper than water. Set in 2016, in a 3rd-world United States, freed genetic engineered soldiers and covert assassins struggle against a corrupt government and a fanatic order bent on total domination. Slowly, but surely, the fight is becoming desperate: the enemy is winning. Their plans, each and every faction, are unknown to the public and those that are “in the know” are usually dead, on the run, or in league. Set in Seattle, Washington, you will belong to one of these groups living your daily lives and setting about to complete the greater goals of your organization. But not all is at it seems. Agendas are layered, allegiances are tricky, loyalties are tested, consciences weigh heavily, plots twist and intertwine, and the decisions you make will affect everyone around you. Who do you serve? And who do you trust?

Manticore A shadow organization that was created in the late 1800s by a man known only as Sandeman, the main purpose of Manticore is still shrouded in mystery. Sometime after WWII, the organization fell under the U.S. Government's purview, though remained autonomous in their development until their breakthrough with splicing human and animal DNA. The research was then furthered to create a genetic soldier which combined all the benefits of both characteristics. Research continued slowly until the government granted full funding to a program called the "X-Series". X-Series 1-4 were experiments that had more animal DNA than it did human, resulting in clones with distinctive animal features (eyes, hair, teeth, etc.), traits, and behavior. Some were proven too unstable, or a safety hazard, but their existence kept for research purposes until no longer useful. The X5 to X7s were proven to show more human traits and retained their individuality (except X7s which were researched & developed for 'hive-mind' communication, they retain only a modicum of their personality). All X-Series, despite Manticore's many attempts, came with some genetic defect. Some are minor such as sensitive skin or in need of corrective eyesight, some more severe such as advanced aging or seizures or psychological illnesses. Even with the genetic abnormalities, the X5 series were the most successful as the clones proved able to adapt to different situations and environments faster than any other X-Series with minimal issues to no issues. Sometime in 2012, a fugitive X5 was captured; her body harvested and studied. Research showed hidden qualities of human DNA that could forgo all necessary need of animal traits and characteristics, it also showed that their genetic modifications were able to pass along to 'normal' humans thus increasing the average human's natural abilities. Furthermore, Manticore came to realize that while animal DNA did enhance their soldiers, the human aspect hid a certain message that they have since begun attempting to decode. **Manticore's Primary Directive is to unlock the genetic secrets in creating the "Superior Human", capture or terminate all escaped XSeries subjects, and eliminate Abstergo as its competitor.** Eyes Only This organization has been classified as a political movement, a terrorist organization, a resistance, and to some in the public - the only last voice of freedom. Run by a man the government has yet manage to find, Eyes Only has pitched its efforts to helping those that escaped Manticore in return for exposing the corruption of the government on all levels (city, state, federal). Despite its many public broadcasts (aired daily, every hour, from 4pm to 8pm for 3 minutes), their work and accomplishments have been varied. For the most part, their voice has fallen on deaf ears of the public with only a select few individuals able to glean and take action the information aired. They have served as a warning beacon on more than one occasion to fugitive X5s, and to the government's dismay, had a helping hand with the original escaped 12 that took down the Manticore facility in Gillette, Wyoming. Their capabilities cannot be underestimated, but nor can they be overestimated. Eyes Only is dependent on trusted volunteers, its recruitment is as close to a grassroots campaign as it could be. To be part of Eyes Only is to risk everything for the greater good. **Eyes Only's Primary Directive is to expose the government, take down Manticore and assist other escaped XSeries.** Aberstgo/Templar Originally known as The Knights Templar, this order has been in existence for hundred of years. It has survived the fall of empires, the destruction of humanities persistent warfare, and the earth's unforgiving nature. It's goal is simple: find the missing pieces of Eden and gain control of the human population. Then and only then will there be peace and order. The Templars would go through any lengths to realize this and in the generations have adapted themselves to manipulating society, governments, economies for this pursuit. In today's age, they are known as Abstergo Industries (also known as Abstergo Entertainment), the leading commercial entity in the world. What is not known to the public and the government is that Abstergo is merely a front to their real mission. They have worked in secret, finding individuals that can unlock the genetic memories of the past and discover the whereabouts of the remaining pieces of Eden. To throw the government and the public off, Abstergo launches a brilliant adaptation of these memories as movies; their latest hit is the pirate life of one Captain Edward Kenway. Little did anyone know that Kenway's descendant gave invaluable information of the next piece of Eden and forced their traditional enemies - The Assassin Order - further into hiding because of it. Unfortunately, Abstergo, like many giant conglomerates, suffered the same critical setback during the global terrorist attack on June 2015. They haven't forgotten their mission, but they've become more careful... and even deadlier (if possible) because of it. **Abstergo's Primary Directive is to find the Pieces of Eden at any cost and eliminate Manticore as its competition, and the Order.** Assassin Order The counter of the Knights Templar. The Assassin Order (or simply, "The Order") is as old as their long standing enemy, perhaps even older. They have acted as the balance, the last defense and the only hope against the Templar's relentless pursuit for the Pieces of Eden. The Order's objective is simple: find and destroy the pieces of Eden. All other concerns are irrelevant. To become an initiate of the order, one must prove themselves of able mind and body; the tests are kept hidden from their recruits, as it will be up to them to realize their potential and role in the grander scheme. Because of that, their numbers are extremely low, but for every one Assassin recruit, it can be assured it would take a half-dozen Templars to just even the plane field. Like as of old, Assassins today hide in plain sight, they work as janitors, mechanics, or secretaries to key figures in government and high ranking civilian roles. Acting only as necessary, anonymity is their weapon of choice and key to their survival, held to such high regard that it is often on par to their Primary Directive. It was only during the terrorist attack that the Order had its first major victory against Abstergo, but the move came at a high cost to their numbers are even lower. Because of it, and Abstergo growing in number and more ruthless, they actively (but carefully) seek individuals capable of taking on their daunting responsibility. **The Order's Primary Directive is to destroy the Pieces of Eden, destroy Abstergo, stop Manticore, and seek allies.** The Factions tab are the 4 primaries that all characters will come across with. This tab are additional factions characters may or may not interact with but can also influence characters, plots, causes and effects. Seattle Police Department Established in 1886 as the replacement for the traditional town marshal and the need for a multi-officer law enforcement agency, the Seattle Police Department was once a proud and prosperous agency. It held a checkered history: it was a nationally-accredited agency (ironically) with a dark history of misconduct, the worst being identified by the US Justice Department in 2011 as having constitutional violations on its use of force. Its officers varied like those out of any major city's department, going between highly professional and highly inappropriate in behavior. However, the 2015 Terror Attacks struck the department hard: the city's government immediately reallocated funding away from the department in order to compensate the need for replacing destroyed electronics equipment, all while anarchism and looting struck the streets in mere minutes. A total loss of communications for nearly days meant individual precincts were forced to rely on runners, and officers began to take the law into their own hands: as a result, dozens of people were killed or wounded during the first month following the attack. Much of the department's routine and behavior changed, letting go of its role of upholding law and order for all and simply becoming an occupational force. The dangers of the new ghettos meant that officers were routinely being wounded or even killed, and thus restrictions and standards on recruitment dropped as fast as the paycheck. The issuing of new equipment was cut down to the very basics: thus, officers began to partake in more illegal activities to keep doing their jobs: purchasing now-illegal firearms from backroom dealers, collecting protection money from policed neighborhoods, stealing belongings from suspects, and a slew of other offenses. Most officers eventually became divided on the issue: either they didn't take an issue, or they resigned as a result of the stigma that the Department soon gathered. This further lead to a nonchalant view on corruption and unconstitutional actions in the department, which came to a head with the resignation of the previous Chief of Police following a mental breakdown. Nowadays, the Seattle Police Department is a shadow of its former self: officers routinely are shuffled in, become susceptible (and usually involved with) corruption, and are either killed off or find themselves in comfortable positions outside of the ghettos. The equipment that the department uses daily is largely made up of equipment carried over from before the Pulse, and generally modified by officers and mechanics to keep them running. Most officers generally are highly restricted by shortages, so their uniforms are supplemented with military surplus or department riot equipment from before the Pulse. Glock 22's are about the only piece of equipment, alongside of handcuffs and radios, that are 'standard': even amongst SWAT officers, whom are generally better-supplied, large counts of equipment are improvised or non-issued. Vehicles are also generally carried-over; while a fair count of cruisers, such as Dodge, Ford and Chevy vehicles, are from the period of modernization, older Crown Victoria's are still in service and are generally also the most makeshift in appearance. The SWAT team makes use of Lenco armored vehicles and Port Authority boats, though they are still limited in number. Most aerial observation and support roles have been taken over by unmanned drones, though they tend to operate within wealthier sectors. Thus, the SPD relies on the King County Sheriff's office, whom already provide law enforcement outside of Seattle, for helicopter duties. **The SPD's Primary Directive is to maintain their own existence, prevent corruption from coming to light, and to eliminate subversive elements such as Eyes Only.** History – Ties in both worlds with a few edits/additions to blend together: MANTICORE (Dark Angel) 2000. A secret government-led organization dubbed "Manticore" produces the first human/animal genetically enhanced soldier project through surrogates in a research program called "The X-Series". Its "offspring" called "transgenics." The results were mixed yet promising and further funding is authorized. Four years later, improvements to the program marked the first production of able bodied soldiers. Their enhancements include superior strength, speed, senses, stamina, energy, regenerative abilities and high aptitude in all academic studies. Some abilities were greater than others depending on the field that the program deemed necessary. And some had more physical animal traits than human. “X” through “X-4” clones were considered test trials, while the “X5s” to “X7s” were considered the pinnacle of genetic engineering and military advancement. Of all the X-Series, the X5s were the most successful, however despite the X5’s advantages; few were noted for genetic defects. Regardless, the project was given a green light to continue and Manticore began slowly fielding X5 soldiers within the U.S. Military in highly classified or mission specific areas as needed while ‘fixes’ to the genetic disorders ongoing. Sometime in 2005. A group of 12 X5s escape the Manticore facility in Gillette, Wyoming and all attempts to locate and apprehend them end in failure. The X5 project and all other projects were placed in jeopardy by the security risk posed by the escapees. Research and development continued per Sandeman’s orders and influences within the U.S. government. The goal of apprehending the 12 that escaped the facility becomes one of its main priorities. From 2005 to 2016 a few of the original escapees were captured; their bodies and DNA harvested and even on one occasion a child was born, its own DNA shown to be a marked improvement to the human genome. What was left of the original 12 formed an alliance with a rogue man whose extensive connections with various individuals, authorities, companies and funds created a vocal activist group called “The Eyes Only Network”, or simply “Eyes Only”. Authorities brand Eyes Only as a terrorist organization. Members of the original 12 find the man sympathetic to their plight and vows to help free their brothers and sisters trapped in Manticore and exposing this government project to the public. 2016. The Manticore Facility in Gillette, Wyoming comes under attack by the remaining members of the original 12 with the help of Eyes Only. The facility is destroyed, almost all information is erased and dozens of Manticore’s subjects flee. A counterattack was issued but had limited success and only a few freed subjects were captured. Some of the subjects did resist capture, while some aided in the capture of their "wayward" brothers and sisters. The facility has since moved to the Seattle branch, with Sandeman taking a personal lead in the development of genetic enhancements. What is becoming clearer as Manticore pushes the limits of genetic modification is that the DNA samples are beginning to lead to something bigger. All information leading to different thoughts and hypotheses of what it could mean and be by Manticore’s topmost scientists is transferred to Sandeman’s personal research team. ABSTERGO ENTERTAINMENT (Assassin's Creed) 2007. Based in Seattle, WA, Abstergo Entertainment is the lead commercial enterprise in the world. Known for its realistic virtual simulations and advancements in holographic technology, Abstergo becomes a commercial (and quietly, political) power. Its success is credited by a technology they created known as the Animus, a machine capable of extracting ‘genetic memory’ of the subject and using the information to give an accurate accounting of the subject’s hereditary past. Funded by an ancient order known as the Knights Templar, Abstergo is an elaborate front to their true mission: to find the genetic memory that can unlock the locations to fragments from a dead civilization known as the Pieces of Eden. Their research in genetics is unmatched and their success in recovering information of the past puts history in a never-before-seen-perspective… all under the guise of entertainment. 2013. Abstergo Entertainment develops a realistic virtual film of a pirate named Edward Kenway that sailed the Caribbean waters during the Colonial Period. The marketing success was astronomical. For the Knights Templar, it was a solid step forward in their search for the Pieces of Eden and the Observatory left by civilization simply called ‘Precursors’. Continued research and marketing propels the Templars to aggressively search for the Pieces of Eden and all viable subjects to be apprehended and analyzed through the Animus machine. The Assassin Order retreats deeper into hiding, unable to cope with the launch of Templar’s aggressive push, and only marginally able to deflect or distract the Templars long enough to not progress too far ahead to their ultimate goal. RECENTLY June, 2015. A terrorist group detonates an electromagnetic pulse across the world at various locations. Some nations fared better than others, but super powers such as the U.S. and China were crippled because of it. Literally overnight, the once leading nation became a 3rd rate power. Manticore persevered despite the setbacks thanks to Sandeman’s efforts and influences in the government for the facility and project to be kept alive. Absertgo fairs far worse. In light of the attack, most of their proud technological advancements were rendered useless and across the globe suffered tremendous losses in property, funds and men (as the Assassin Order found this to be the perfect time to make a successful counterstrike). The Templars survive the brutal onslaught, consolidating and carefully branching out, and Abstergo is once again resuming its research, development and marketing. To ensure their safety, they have hired, bribed, blackmailed and outright strong-armed local authorities and even a few key federal employees into their ranks. NOW 2016. Abstergo’s lead man and a representative on behalf of Sandeman (and by extension Manticore) meet for the first time. Though each entity was aware of the other for years, they had little in common in their goals and never sought a partnership. However they quickly discovered otherwise. They exchange subjects that were forced to undergo genetic procedures to ascertain their value to each company. Results proved promising: each X-Series were born from surrogates or cloned from previous samples, their DNA proved to have sufficient genetic memory and even a few X-Series subjects were kept to Abstergo’s permanent care and further examination. The same was said with Manticore, as subjects were shown to have genetic markers that could improve their already potent genetic makeups for the superior soldier and unlocked fragments that could piece piece together and unlock the theory of a ‘superior human’. As each work together to fulfill their goals and each other's, it is slowly becoming a game of smoke and mirrors, plots and double crossing. Contention between the two entities is brewing, slowly, but surely. Blood has already been spilled, but neither would admit nor deny. It’s only a matter of time. Seattle is filthy, corrupt, overcrowded and mostly a poor area to live in. People attempt to eke out a living, jobs are scarce and welfare is laughable at best. Checkpoints are put all over the city, separated by Sectors, and not everyone has clearances to every area. Those very few that are rich enjoy a safe area, with local authorities paid handsomely for such privacy. Government sectors are restricted. All other checkpoints are open to the public, but likely to face issues with corrupt police officers looking to make an extra buck. Crime is, of course, an issue. Anything outside the sectors are generally far worse (though pockets of small peaceful communities do exist). The law, federal and state, are hardly observed here: the risk and the rewards outside the city are your own. Legend Goes from LEFT to RIGHT Sectors 1, 2 & 9 (Top Half) - These sectors are controlled by the most affluent. Despite the city's downtrodden state, these people spends a massive amount in order to enjoy security and luxuries they have enjoyed since before terrorist attack in 2015. Here, crime is virtually eliminated, and the stark difference is keenly noted with its pristine streets, meticulous landscaping and all pervasive police hover drones that ensure the rich citizens' safety. Sectors 6 & 7 - "Middle Class" Residential area and travel routes to and from the city. Sector 7 is littered with buses and checkpoints. The upper north of Sector 6 is likewise peppered with checkpoints. Checkpoints here are usually manned and run by the U.S. Military. There is a military airport located in Sector 7. Sector 12 - The industrial area of the city, these sectors are filled with workers that line daily at a shot of a decent paycheck. The (dead/dying/twitching life) Port of Seattle. Illegal trafficking runs rampant here. Sector 12 is also the only airport open for all civilian traffic. Sectors 4, 3, 5, 8, 10, 11, & 9 (Bottom Half)- The MAIN areas where a lot of this RP will focus on initially. It is a mix of residential and commercial venues, extremely packed. The University of Seattle is opened to those that can afford it or bribe their way in. Police frequent these areas (with the exception of Sectors 1, 2 & 9). Don't expect them to jump for every crime committed though, they're usually out for themselves. **Terminal City? Don't worry about it... for now. Person & Points of Interest ~~~This section is intended to give an option to any new player a starting point from which to begin posting. All current players can also use these places as a frequent spot to do whatever they need or want. The idea here being is to make it easier for both current and new players to interact without having to ask “where should I come in from?” to a minimum, at least. Hopefully one of these locations (or persons) will prove useful. This section is subject to being expanded on a need-to basis.~~~ Places: The Eatery: Sector 3. A former fine bistro turned into a grease filled diner. The Eatery is one of the busiest restaurants situated at a corner of a major street. It offers cheap food and open 24 hours, every day without exception. Caffe Fiore: Sector 4. A family-owned and -operated independent coffee shop, popular with college students for its low prices and pastries. As a result, law enforcement also frequents the place, and it is fairly safe. JamPony Messenger: Sector 5. This delivery company has become something of a symbol of hope and prosperity for Seattle’s desperate. Transient employment is frequent and any able to secure a permanent position is usually cause for celebration. Owned and run by a man named “Normal”, don’t expect him to be easily impressed by you, and his sarcasm can cut to the bone. Crash: Sector 5, a couple of blocks away from JamPony. Bar/Weekend Club. Pool tables, darts, booze, t.v., this is one of the few social places that will take anyone and everyone so long as you can pay. Don’t start trouble and the Police will leave you alone; in fact law enforcement is known to come in for a drink or three with the rest of the patrons. This is as close to neutral territory for anyone as it can get. Meridian Insurance: Sector 4. Another company that sees frequent transient employment, this company can prove promising to those looking for a steady job, in fact if you can wring in a person to pay death and dismemberment insurance in this economy, you’re a limb in already. Meridian pays by commission. Persons: Ophelia: This character is strictly an OP/Co-Op NPC character to help new comers AND current players. No one knows her true name, where she comes from (that British voice sounds genuine, but who knows?), or what she does. Known to be everywhere and nowhere, she is a ghost and seems to know things where others can’t even hint at. She’s a wealth of information shrouded in mystery and secrecy. Ophelia aids those seeking her by giving them tasks, even if they seem trivial. She alone sets the price if any, and it is unlikely you’ll see her a second time. If you do, it’s probably because she’s come to collect. FAQ/Quick Rundown ~Whats the genre of this RP?~ Character development, drama, scifi, bio & cyber punk (loosely), action. ~Okay, to the setting; How do these organizations intertwine and what are their missions?~ MANTICORE & ABSTERGO are racing against each other to unlocking the genetic secrets for their own objectives whilst waging a cold (and bloody) war against each other. They also contend with Eyes Only and the Assassin Order respectively. Manticore and Abstergo, despite their differences, are known to occasionally work together against their enemies. THE EYES ONLY NETWORK's objective is to expose the corruption of the Government to the public and ultimately expose and bring down Manticore. The attack on Manticore in 2015 did not destroy the organization and now with Abstergo within their sights, they face a three front conflict with limited aid. They seek alliances with any friendly (and able) face or organization. THE ASSASSIN ORDER act as the counter to the Templars' ambitions and thwart them from gaining world domination throughout time. They have people under cover in key areas of government and even Abstergo itself, passing on information for their comrades to act accordingly. The primary hardship of the Assassin Order has been numbers: they are spread few and thin. Abstergo is their main enemy, but when information leaked about Manticore’s activity, they realized they had a new foe to contend with. THE GOVERNMENT has become crippled and therefore it is not unheard of for corruption tempting those working under its purview. Military commanders have been known to splinter away from their country, setting up personal fiefdoms and selling weapons to U.S.'s traditional enemies (Russia, China, and others of opportunity). Not all is beyond hope for the government, people and committees do exist to curtail (but not stem) the tide of corruption and ineffective bureaucracy. ~Can I play as head of these factions?~ No. ~Can I play a different faction not listed in the OP?~ Yes, but you must explain said faction, origin, primary objectives, and reasons for being in Seattle. You can't make it a mystery unless I or the Co-Ops know and approved it in the ooc. The influence it has will be determined by me. ~Can I expand this portion of Seattle into something more (not necessarily part of any faction)? Such as shops, businesses, etc.~ Absolutely! Help build this world, keep in mind if others have already claimed a spot. ~Realism? Yay? Nay? Maybeh?~ You may have a genetically modified character - you are not immortal. Ergo... If you happen to dodge a bullet at point blank range, I'll shoot your kneecaps off. If you jumped a off a high-rise building and landed alive, I'll shoot your kneecaps off. If you got hit by a bus and freaking walked away, I'll fucking shoot your kneecaps off. How's that? ~How much action will there be?~ Action is entirely up to what you’ll be doing with your character. Decisions have consequences. ~What are some restrictions?~ Aside from Godmodding, Mary-Sue, Metagaming, etc, etc.? No further terrorist attacks. This is a game of cat & mouse. Isolated violence is acceptable; loud public combat situations is in direct contravention to the Primary Directive, so do your best to avoid it. ~How would the Primary Directive be achieved then?~ Myself and the Co-Op(s) will determine that. ~Can I have "powers"?~ *Simple answer: No. *Not so simple answer: X-Series are already genetically modified/specialized soldiers. The Assassins have keen senses and Abstergo has quite the influence in the public eye that to bribe and/or subvert others to their cause. And you'll break my reward system and a few sub plots I have in mind, so no, sorry. ~Can I play as one of the main stars/characters of either franchises?~ No. Create something. ~How does one live life here?~ The premise of what is Seattle has been given. Use that as your basis. Interact with others. Your character's personal story and agenda will help shape this world. ~Can I be (almost) anything?~ Yes, though I'd say keep in mind on how you'd interact with others when making your app. Wanna be a scientist? Chances are you'll fill up Manticore or Abstergo. Wanna be a doctor? You'll fit anywhere. Police? People hate you or like you. Again, depends on your char. ~Okay, so... how and what do we do when we're in?~ This is life in the Dark Angel/Assassin Creed world. Use the Seattle map and legend as your basis. As for LIFE in this RP; make what you will of it. Or don't. The larger plot is on me, the character interaction is on you and what purpose you want your character to have. ~What if I make a character that ultimately has nothing to do with the rest of you?~ *laughs* ~Can we go out of Seattle?~ Yes and no. Yes because there will be times I foresee action outside the city or plots that drive it that way. No in the sense that you won't be in another state, country or continent. ~Will this expand outside, say nationwide or more?~ Maybe. Let's focus on Seattle first. ~So... codenames? Ah yes, you can make whatever codenames you like for your char. The XSeries however, also come with a 12-series number imprinted like a tattoo on the nape of their necks as a barcode. It cannot be altered or removed. Every XSeries will have one. For example, X5-139778621792 would be shortened to X5-792. All X-Series subjects are known to use names and/or nicknames among themselves. The Primary Directive has been stated in the Organizations tab. It will always be a continual work in progress. Secondary objectives, personal character plots by you and others will either affect the Primary Directive or stand alone from it. ***Keep in mind: the Directive is a continual work in progress. Only I and the Co-Ops will know when to change, evolve, or outright shut the book on it. Secondary Objectives Eliminate and/or expose the opposing side Minimize civilian casualties Minimize exposure to the public These and other objectives are considered arbitrary if they have an adverse effect to the Primary Directive. NOTE: A character app is required before any faction/organization/business app. Faction/organization/business apps are subject to being denied outright without clarification. Code: Select all **DELETE ALL PARENTHETICAL CITATIONS** [b]Character Name and/or Codename:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Gender:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [spoiler][img][/img][/spoiler](Picture Preferable)  [b]Affiliation:[/b] (Civilian, Manticore, Cop, etc. etc.) [b]Special Abilities/Area of Expertise:[/b] (if any, nothing overpowered) [b]Short Bio:[/b] (Required, no exceptions. Include character personality and quirks, you know - a bio) [b]RP Example:[/b] (Physical link to post required please.) [b]App Reference: 9991[/b] This is the factions/business application. Optional and not mandatory or needed. Code: Select all [b]Faction/Business Name:[/b] [b]Type of Organization:[/b] [b]Origins:[/b] [b]Years in Operation:[/b] [b]Primary Goals:[/b] REQUIRED [b]Secondary Goals:[/b] IF ANY. [b]Reason(s) for being in Seattle:[/b] REQUIRED [b]History of Business/Organization:[/b] REQUIRED [b]App Reference: 9997[/b] Rules: All inherent rules of being a polite & responsible RP’er apply. If I, or the Co-Ops, have to point out misconduct then we obviously have an issue. All non-related RP conflicts are to be settled outside the RP please. Co-Ops are here to handle issues in my absence. Don't push them; they'll push harder. This is NOT a blitz RP. Quality over quantity. No Mary-Sue, Steamrolling, Overpowered, Meta-gaming, Know-It-All – because if anyone’s that, it’s me. End of. This is a character development RP – there’ll be plenty of action to be had – just don’t expect it right away: you work up to it. Your characters live in this world, and it’s up to you to immerse yourself in it. Help will be given as much as possible, but the ‘leg work’ is on you and how you develop your character(s). I'm allowing as many characters as you can handle, but keep in mind unless you specify, they'll all be treated with the same expectations. Keep ooc comments to a minimum in the IC please. Collab posts are highly encouraged but not required. The most important: Have fun!!! Reward System Everybody loves prizes!!! But how does one get it? Depending on what is done, who did it, and for which faction. There will be certain advantages and disadvantages to keep the people on their toes. Your actions determine the reward. For example: if Eyes Only succeeded in disrupting the communication relays throughout a sector of the city for a few renegade X-Series to flee Seattle, they’ll have a brief moment of having communication taps throughout a sector of Seattle for a limited amount of time. Here, and any player in the affected Sector will either be exposed or hidden. These rewards are temporary and only a handful will be permanent. Not all rewards are the same. Rewards are granted by me and/or Co-Ops in my absence. They can be removed any time, for any reason.

[Mincaldenteans]

People of Seattle

Character Name and/or Codename: Aiden/X5-458
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Affiliation: Eyes Only
Special Abilities: X5-458 has all the “basic” enhancements afforded to him which includes: enhanced hearing, sight, strength, agility, speed, dexterity, endurance, stamina, regenerative abilities.
Short Bio: Like many of his brothers and sisters, Aiden was created and raised in Manticore and indoctrinated in a ruthless system of obedience, duty, and absolute loyalty. He knew nothing of the outside world pass what Manticore provided, and even those details were deemed only necessary for mission specificities. Aiden, having been the more inquisitive type than those of his unit, wondered about the world outside Manticore’s view and was called upon for his lapses in concentration on occasion, to see if he had ‘rebellious’ thoughts that would be in deviation to Manticore’s agenda. Wary of his intentions, Aiden was not terminated, but rather given the clearance to live and carry out his training under their watchful eyes. Needless to say, Manticore being already an unpleasant environment to live in, now became that much more unbearable and Aiden secretly yearned for a chance to live a life that wasn’t “Manticore approved”. During the attack at Manticore, he was one of many that decided to escape. He did so successfully thanks to the sacrifice of an X3 and a long time secret companion, Matt (X5-197), whom he shared his dreams with. Now residing in Seattle, Aiden joined the Eyes Only Network in exchange to helping other escapees take arms against Manticore, or flee for a better life, and hopes to come across Matt… someday.
RP Example: OP .
App Reference: 9991

Character Name and/or Codename: Jonathan White
Age: 33
Gender: M
Appearance:

Affiliation: Assassin Order
Special Abilities: None, unless a certain specialized knowledge of applied household chemistry counts.
Short Bio: With a background in odd jobs (grocery store clerk, bike messenger, moving-company staff, gardener), Jonathan is someone that most people wouldn't glance twice at when walking by on the street. The wide variety of occupations he's done have given him a level of fitness that, while not up to Olympian levels, is above the average person's. A native of Seattle, he keeps his ear to the ground by frequenting local coffee shops and bars, and by keeping in touch with his foster parents (NPCs) every now and then. Currently he works as a night-shift janitor for an Abstergo-owned building, and has been there for a few months, as an Order agent.

He spends much of his free time alone, when not working or gathering information as above. A hands-on kind of person, he has a collection of ships in bottles and paintings in his apartment. He also keeps a canary, and is a slave to morning routine before going out and evening routine when coming back. Pathologically neat and tidy, his apartment looks as if it's a showpiece in a furniture store, or part of a movie set.
RP Example: viewtopic.php?p=18589601#p18589601; more as required.

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Character Name and/or Codename: Allan Cranston
Age: 46
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Affiliation: Civilian
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: Accounting.
Short Bio: A native of Jamaica (Queens, NYC), he lived through the later part of the Civil Rights Movement era during his childhood and saw society changing for the better during that time. While his early life wasn't one of leisure - he worked in his parents' hardware store as soon as they considered him old enough in addition to school - he grew up relatively well-adjusted. Going to college gave him an accounting degree, which was good enough for the IRS to hire him. He moved to Seattle and has been working in the IRS office there since.

A bit of an optimist, he's dismayed by the changes he sees now occurring around him as opposed to what society went through when he was a kid, and is starting to realize - slowly - that all that glitters is not gold. Where that realization will take him now is as yet a mystery.

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Character Name and/or Codename: Angelique Tate
Age: 30
Gender: F
Appearance:

+ 5'11" 152 lbs. In keeping with her faction's philosophy, she has no identifying marks.
Affiliation: Assassin Order
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: Close-quarter combat with knives. Expert pistol marksmanship.
Short Bio:
A French-American, Angelique was born on September 26th, 1986 in New Haven, Connecticut. Early on in her childhood, she was doted on by both her parents. Unfortunately that lasted only a few years, as her parents died in an IRA car bombing intended for a vacationing Irish politician. After that, she was taken in by her father's mother, who lived in Bainbridge Island, not far from Seattle. She spent the rest of her upbringing there, supporting herself through a sports scholarship - cross-country and volleyball - through the University of Washington. While it was a decent and relatively happy one, the hole left by the loss of her parents festered. Even as she kept her head down and seemed well-adjusted under her grandmother's care, she dreamed of being able to avenge her parents. The secret single focus led to her becoming quite adept at dodging romantic overtures and in fact social outings of all types, to the point where she earned the moniker "Ghost Girl" as much for her extremely pale skin as for the fact that she could never be seen outside her dorm room, except for sports.

Four years, a CIA internship, and a degree in international studies later, she applied for a Staff Operations Officer position at CIA headquarters. With the recommendation of her internship supervisor and a pass on all phases of the interview process, she got in, but was sent to the working group to counter al-Qaeda, as September 11th had already happened. She bided her time for six years, until she managed to secure enough resources to forge a clearance authorization for the members of the IRA cell, most of whom had now renounced terrorism and retired. From there, it was a simple matter to arrange a vacation of her own. Upon touchdown in Ireland, she went about systematically locating, confirming, and finishing the four Irishmen. That was the only occasion on which she made her kills clearly personal, but it was her first step into the world of assassination. It was getting herself back, successful and unscathed by the Garda Siochana and U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement, that first attracted the attention of the Order. She was approached by an Order representative and spent the next two and a half years training and traveling on missions for them. Her return to Seattle for her grandmother's funeral coincided with the terrorist EMP attack, and she remains there in one side of a duplex at the corner of 5th Avenue North and Boston Street in Sector 9, while she awaits her next assignment.

Character Name and/or Codename: Caleb "Cal" Tanner; (Badge No. 4127)
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Appearance: At a height of 5'10", Cal weighs 150 pounds and sports a frame that is just on the border of medium. No identifiable marks, but is generally well-kept amongst the SPD's base of officers.

Affiliation: Seattle Police Department (Officer); potential Eyes Only supporter
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: "White Knight" officer from the vastly-extinct era of professionalism with the SPD, meaning an inert knowledge of common behaviors and code-usage amongst police forces. Inertly interested in firearms, though his expertise is not incredible nor commonly-practiced. Semi-experienced in the use of a baton, considering its common use in the daily life of an officer.

Short Bio:

Born in the May of 1990 to 2'nd Generation Irish parents, Caleb generally didn't get along with his parents on most of the smaller things in life. His elementary days were just about the only days that he got along with them; his father always wanted a masculine son, who would find a nice Irish girl and settle down in Seattle to overtake the family's independent general store, and his mother wasn't far-off either. Once the age of 11 hit, two major had occurred: the September 11'th attacks, and the striking of his teenage years. While his friends took on sports and talked about how they'd love to be soldiers fighting the terrorists, Caleb never took on anything more than a casual interest in football and watched the police with incredible interest (a Seattle precinct being right down the street didn't help things).

And while his father was initially excited with Caleb's interest in a 'masculine' position, he did not find it exciting when Caleb started to think seriously about becoming a police officer instead of taking interest in manly DIY crafting. Nor when Caleb "exchanged (his) perfectly good" name for 'Cal', or spent Freshman schoolnights with friends in Fremont watching "those crazy bastards, running around dressed like idiots". Sure, Cal brought home decent/good grades, but skirting in Psychology and Theatre classes instead of Tech and Shop classes didn't bring much pleasure. With a mother desperately wanting a "normal" son and a father wanting a hairy-chested, axe-wielding Irish family man, Cal got little ear and a lot of yelling with each decision he made.

It seemed to reach a head when his parents told him at age 15 he should seriously think about bringing home an Irish girl, and to start taking more interest in dating. Ironic, considering the parents of his friends were yelling at them to bring home fewer girls. Underneath pressure, he brought one home the night before prom: she was out of the relationship the next day before the event, with Cal skipping out to go spend the night in Fremont. The incident stuck for the rest of his highschool days.

Cal having a slightly whimsical personality alongside of an odd combination of shyness and sense of duty didn't win him any prizes from his parents, though they gradually laid down arms and wished him well when he went to the University of Washington. Sure, it wasn't on a business degree, and he didn't join ROTC or the military in general, but his dream of being a police officer came with the strange dual-condition of his father's request that Cal be the burliest cowboy-officer in the history of the West, and his mother's that he not get into any dangerous situations. He 'accepted' both.

A four-year criminal justice degree was a relatively enjoyable, if difficult, achievement for him, and soon the SPD had about half as much interest in him as he had for the agency. He joined at 21 as a part-time cadet, and later a full-time officer at 22. Initially, his incredibly-active sense placed him on the right track: diligence lead him to being placed in line for the possibility of promotion to Detective, perhaps even Sergeant in less than a few years time. A supportive partner, an experienced Sergeant with the department, helped leaps and bounds. And with his parents only concerned about the lack of Irish girls around his arm, life seemed to be looking up.

Well, that was until the terror attack knocked out nearly every semblance of normal life. For those first few months, everything went down south quickly. Communications in the department itself broke down and had to be modified quickly, even without considering the city's issues. Anarchists, whom had already been causing enough troubles before the attacks, made life awful for police officers over the course of that period. The original list of 58 historical causalities before the terror attacks rose to 70 by November of 2015. Experienced officers were resigning to care for their own families as martial law started to take hold, and the role of the SPD shifted from Law Enforcement to Occupational Force. New recruits had their training cut down drastically to accompany the need for new officers. Ethical standards followed the next hour.

By the time 2016 rolled around, most everyone from the 'Glory Days' of the Department were gone. Those who were left relied on previously-unconstitutional methods of violence, were lazy in their behaviors, or were downright corrupt and sold Department equipment to those who provided more money than what the Department now paid. Cal suddenly felt outcast: an officer who kept his uniform in-shape, who diligently carried out his duties and attempted to uphold the law for everyone, who filed complaints about fellow officers that never even got a peak once they hit the desk of his new Lieutenant. Instead of a promotion, Cal started getting the worst shifts possible.

The new ghettos of Seattle didn't bode well for him, nor did his new partner. Neither did the next partner after that, when the first replacement was killed by someone for running ammunition as a side job; Cal always suspected that it was another officer in the Department. He became blacksheeped, and eventually he started working as a solo officer when his next partner got sent to a more pristine sector. Eventually, his methods started to become more and more unorthodox to compensate. There were laws in-place baring the ownership and purchase of firearms, but an old friend who once worked the Anti-Gang Task Force now ironically selling guns out of a backalley shack did give him better choice than the Department did. Besides, it wasn't like other officers didn't do it: it was just that Cal always tried to shut down the guys who sold to just about anyone.

But with his parent's gradually turning their store into a mini-fortress after a nearly-successful robbery/arson, Cal's own apartment building, the 1400-address on Terry Avenue in Sector 11, gradually breaking down and seeing more and more people attempting to break in to make a home in the hallways, and the once-proud city just generally falling apart, Cal has been gradually strained in terms of his emotions. Feelings of isolation from his 'fellow' officers, rejection by those he'd sworn to protect while in uniform, the desires for a return to the world that once was: it's enough to make anyone want to start a revolution.

This isn't necessarily helped by the fact that Cal's meetings with his former partner have revealed information about an organization known as 'Eyes Only', which Cal has pinpointed as beginning to catch his interest. But nowadays, who can he trust anyways? Walking on a tightrope between worlds, with everyone wanting something that'll hurt someone that Cal wants to save: it's enough to make anyone feel divided.

RP Example: If you need more, just ask
App Reference: 9991

Character Name and/or Codename:[/b] Helena Schweimer Collins
Age: 36
Gender: F
Appearance: Helena
Affiliation: (Civilian, Manticore, Cop, etc. etc.) Varies from time to time, however she 'likes' Eyes Only slightly more.
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: (if any, nothing overpowered) Talk, diplomacy, chantage, deceit and politics. Knows quite well in evolutionary biology and economics. Very good strategist and a powerful ally to have.
Short Bio: (Required, no exceptions. Include character personality and quirks, you know - a bio) Helena was born into a house of efficient economists, powerful politicians and genius scientists. Obviously genetics did their part in creating Helena the way she is- a very successful EU diplomat to the US. Helena and her family were moderately hit by the terrorist attack, but Helena saw this as an opportunity to push herself into the highest possible position she could achieve. But, as the EU was hit very hard by the terrorist attack, she became a British diplomat instead. Helena always does her best to get her way, be it through untruth and deceit, or diplomacy and gifts. She was sent to Seattle, living in a very well-off apartment, she's sort of just there whenever she doesn't have any work. Her main goal is to slowly bend the third world US under the Europe and its allies, one of the reasons she's a secret but not very strong at all supporter of Eyes Only.
RP Example: (Physical link to post required please.) The weather looks nice
App Reference: 9991

Character Name and/or Codename: Jake Weston
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Affiliation: Eyes Only
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: Hacking skills and a minimal training on how to fire a handgun.
Short Bio: (Required, no exceptions. Include character personality and quirks, you know - a bio) A British-American son from two children, he is the young one. His British mother was a bartender in Seattle while his father is an owner of a restaurant at Sector 6 of Seattle. He was 3 age different from his brother, but they are close friend. While his brother was a college footballer and a member of College Football All-American and went into military, he went to MIT and graduated as one of the best students. After graduation, he went to the Google company and worked there as employee. He was recruited to the Eyes Only at some time in this point, and he gained overlay of power stations and communication network of Sector 6 and use this as the valuable resource to the Eyes Only.

After the changes, he became more motivated to the Eyes Only, by which he grew into a such a paranoid and over-confident person. This is risky to his decisions, but nonetheless, still able to do his job.

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Character Name and/or Codename: Brad Weston
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Affiliation: Abstergo
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: Excellent stamina and athletic, as well as skilled in marksmanship and combat, although he's not a Spec Ops soldier, so he's not that skilled.
Short Bio: Former US soldier, serving in the Army for 12 years. Born as the older brother of Jake Weston, he was such an athletic man that he followed every sports he can, but particularly with the American Football, and excelled in his college years and made it into the All-American College Team. After graduation from the college, he was enlisted into the Army as enlisted officer and later, NCO.

It isn't specified on why he was employed, but it was during the 10th years of his service that he joined Abstergo, first as one of the security member, and later, after he resigned from the military 3 weeks before the pulse, became one of the head of security following the pulse. He lived with his brother, Jake Weston, and unknowingly, both hide their true identity in sides.

Character Name and/or Codename: Andrej Korchow (anyone who spots the reference gets 5 internet points)
Age: 29
Gender: male
Appearance:

Affiliation: Manticore
Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: Andrej is a computer wizard. He has several wetware enchancements which let him interact with computers about 10x faster than a normal person, and much more clearly as well. He is well-trained in the art of cyber-warfare/security and has been working in the field for 4 years.
Short Bio: Andrej is one of those people who you meet once or twice in life who really, honestly enjoys what he does for a living. Whenever he bests an opponent -be it a virus or a hacker or a network's security AI- he feels that sort of satisfaction that only comes from a job well done. In addition to this, he has no problems with the moral implications of what he does for a living. He figures that he's a very useful tool for the higher powers to use, and that tools shouldn't worry what they're building so long as they themselves are OK. He is mostly antisocial, but occaisionally he'll come out of his shell and really connect to somebody, if only for a little while.
Andrej was his parent's only child. His mother was a physicist and his father was a mathematician. Both his father and mother encouraged him to get interested in math and computers from a young age, and he took to it with an unquenchiable curiosity. He mostly drifted through high school, getting straight A's and not making too many friends. He got a full-ride scholarship to UC Berkely based on his academic promise, and got a PhD in Computer Security by the age of 24. He was immediately offered various positions in the NSA and other secretive organizations as soon as he got out of college, but he accepted Manticore's offer because they offered him access to high-tech wetware. He completely revamped Manticore's cyber-security department, which had previously been administrated by an aging CS professor who only worked part time. He is single and lives in a small apartment in lower Sector 9. He also helps a bit in the genetics department, managing their supercomputers and making simulation programs.
RP Example: viewtopic.php?p=18963718#p18963718
App Reference: 9991

[Mincaldenteans]

-reserved again-

[Tiltjuice]

Helloooooo gorgeous.

I meant the RP, of course. What did you think I meant?

[Mincaldenteans]

Helloooooo gorgeous.

I meant the RP, of course. What did you think I meant?

-takes wig off and whistles-

Have no idea

[Whittington]

I'm soooo working for Manticore. Tag.

[Russian people of america]

tag

[Jessjohnesik]

Holy shit this looks awesome. Will make app in the next three days.

Also, can I make foreign character, like an important diplomat, ambassador or something?

[Mincaldenteans]

Holy shit this looks awesome. Will make app in the next three days.

Also, can I make foreign character, like an important diplomat, ambassador or something?

Hmm... I don't see why not, but you'll have to add a reason for being in Seattle.

[Phoenix2012]

Holy shit this looks awesome. Will make app in the next three days.

Also, can I make foreign character, like an important diplomat, ambassador or something?

Hmm... I don't see why not, but you'll have to add a reason for being in Seattle.

I'll try to make time for this. Seattle! That's pretty close to where I am.

[Tiltjuice]

Character Name and/or Codename: Jonathan White
Age: 33
Gender: M
Appearance:

Affiliation: Assassin Order
Special Abilities: None, unless a certain specialized knowledge of applied household chemistry counts.
Short Bio: With a background in odd jobs (grocery store clerk, bike messenger, moving-company staff, gardener), Jonathan is someone that most people wouldn't glance twice at when walking by on the street. The wide variety of occupations he's done have given him a level of fitness that, while not up to Olympian levels, is above the average person's. A native of Seattle, he keeps his ear to the ground by frequenting local coffee shops and bars, and by keeping in touch with his foster parents (NPCs) every now and then. Currently he works as a night-shift janitor for an Abstergo-owned building, and has been there for a few months, as an Order agent.

He spends much of his free time alone, when not working or gathering information as above. A hands-on kind of person, he has a collection of ships in bottles and paintings in his apartment. He also keeps a canary, and is a slave to morning routine before going out and evening routine when coming back. Pathologically neat and tidy, his apartment looks as if it's a showpiece in a furniture store, or part of a movie set.
RP Example: viewtopic.php?p=18589601#p18589601; more as required.
App Reference: 9991 (?)

I might add an Eyes Only character later. Not sure yet.

[Mincaldenteans]

-Appz-

Ashepted!

[Tiltjuice]

-Appz-

Ashepted!

Yayz

-sends penguin-

[Altito Asmoro]

Sounds nice. Let me be the Eyes Only officer. Any recommendation on what kind of person does Eyes Only needs?

[Mincaldenteans]

Sounds nice. Let me be the Eyes Only officer. Any recommendation on what kind of person does Eyes Only needs?

Officer? Not quite sure what ya mean by that.

As for recommendations? No, I don't. Your char is what you make of it, even a civilian with not attachment to any of these organizations.

[Tiltjuice]

Oh, wait, are we only doing one character?

[Mincaldenteans]

Oh, wait, are we only doing one character?

Nope, as many as you can handle. Only NPCs will be treated with lesser expectations (growth, decisions, yada yada)

[Altito Asmoro]

Sounds nice. Let me be the Eyes Only officer. Any recommendation on what kind of person does Eyes Only needs?

Officer? Not quite sure what ya mean by that.

As for recommendations? No, I don't. Your char is what you make of it, even a civilian with not attachment to any of these organizations.

Eyes Only is an organization, so I suppose the members are called as officers.

I guess being a hacker is suffice?

[Tiltjuice]

Oh, wait, are we only doing one character?

Nope, as many as you can handle. Only NPCs will be treated with lesser expectations (growth, decisions, yada yada)

Oh, OK. Altito said "the" officer. Threw me for a second.

[Mincaldenteans]

Eyes Only is an organization, so I suppose the members are called as officers.

I guess being a hacker is suffice?

No, Eyes Only doesn't have official "titles" or "positions".
Hacker will do.

Oh, OK. Altito said "the" officer. Threw me for a second.

no prob. You have the option of playing one char, but where's the fun in that

[Tiltjuice]

:P no prob. You have the option of playing one char, but where's the fun in that

Exactly! *nods*

[Jessjohnesik]

Holy shit this looks awesome. Will make app in the next three days.

Also, can I make foreign character, like an important diplomat, ambassador or something?

Hmm... I don't see why not, but you'll have to add a reason for being in Seattle.

Of course.

[Cerillium]

This is beautifully done, Min. I'd join if my work schedule wasn't absolute shit. What's your desired posting frequency?

[Galdius]

Character Name:Catherine "Cathy" Buchanan

Age: 27

Gender: F

Appearance:

Stands at 6'0 foot and weights around one hundred forty pounds. She has an athletic physique and no identifiable marks.

Affiliation: Eyes Only

Special Abilities/Area of Expertise: A former electronic warfare operator, she is skilled radio operator and due to her time within Parachutist reconnaissance, she's skilled with firearms and combat technique's but is fairly rusty.

Short Bio: A Scottish citizen, she was raised in North Berwick, just by her father after her mother died shortly after she was born. Her father worked as a lobster fisherman and spent his free time hunting avidly and fishing with his own boat whenever he had the free time with his son, Peter, Catherine and his eldest daughter, Nina, although she often had to be forced. Unlike her sister, Catherine was practically never spent any of her free time inside, she was either out hiking, hunting and fishing, almost all of it with her father and her older brother.

But her family and school life wasn't all peaches and roses, Catherine was both mentally and physically bullied both by a few students at the high school she attended, while she was in no way a violent person, she was rather strong, able bodied and was gloated to often fight back by her father, but she remained strong but she was slowly dwindling down. She put up with the abuse for most of her school life until she eventually snapped within her senior year after she was attacked by three people, which resulted in one of the attackers receiving broken arm and a fair share of blood was shed on both sides, but she came up on top of the fight. It resulted in her getting kicked out of school at the age of seventeen, only to get hit with more bad news. Her father was diagnosed with Glioblastoma, type V and he was told that he had roughly three years to live.

This hurts both her Nina and Catherine severally, but it affected her the most, she became more aggressive and less caring about the people around her, she became more destructive. She eventually coerced into joining the British army by recruiters, and quickly passed through boot camp, she was drafted into Royal Corps of Signals as an electronic warfare operator. She found a new passion within her life. When she began her last year of service, she re-enlisted within the Parachutist Reconnaissance and continued to serve up until she was discharged, when she was returned home, she quickly found out that there was very little left at home for her.

She then made the mistake of moving to Washington a few months before the pulse, one she still strongly regrets making. After a few months of living on the streets, she got a job as a rent-a-cop and she slowly began realizing how corrupt the United States government was becoming because of the Eyes only broadcasts, a trough a friend of a friend, she managed to eventually join their ranks due to her skills with radios and on the odd occasion when it's needed, fighting.

Catherine is rather friendly and somewhat approachable person to those she trusts and likes, but keeps a no bullshit attitude composure and particular sharpness around those she doesn't trust or dislikes. She seems to have an Iron will and can remain surprisingly calm in times of hardship and despair.

RP Example:

July 8th, 2014
Route 75
Just West of Rainsville, Alabama
4:30 AM
Leeann McGregor

"Archangel, This is Sabre two - four, do you copy over?"

Leeann was met with nothing but the sound of soothing static which filled her ears, she gave the radio a frustrated look before moving the receiver closer to her mouth.

"This is Sabre Two- four, does anyone copy over?!"

Nothing but static, Leeann had been trying to raise command on the radio for quite a while, since they had cut all contact with her unit infact, which was almost two weeks ago. She glared at the radio, giving it an almost maniacal look, she was frustrated that command had left them out in the shit, she was angry that she was stupidly stuck in this situation and most of all, she was frustrated because she hadn't had a good cuppa in almost a three weeks. Leeann slammed the receiver of the radio before packing it away within the deepest recesses of her backpack whist uttering words that have been uttered by many, both young and old, wise and not so wise.

Fuck it.

Leeann had been awake for the past half hour, trying to raise command for so help, her attempts had been completely fruitless however. She, unlike most within the convoy. Wasn't an American, it was pretty evident from the uniform, the Scottish accent and just the general way she acted that she was a foreigner to these lands and with the heat she was packing, it was clear that she didn't come here as a tourist. Some might wonder why she was with the convoy, those who asked, she tended to blow off the question or just come up with an excuse, she didn't want to be clear with her mission, as it would only end up with even more questions being asked. Some might even be hostile towards her, after all, it was the same people in Camo fatigues that had just abandoned them, had left them to rot within their own country, it didn't tend to make people too happy to see her.

Leeann climbed out of the back of the fairly large Ural truck, her military boots struck the hard concrete of the road as the smell of bacon filled her nostrils, which made her perk up slightly, she hadn't had any of the salty goodness for a month or two, but unfortunately it makes her crave more of the now rarer things that she fancied, especially tea, nothing beat a cuppa with a bacon sandwich. Leeann placed her baseball cap on backwards, the small fun meter patch facing would be visible to anyone who would approach her from behind. She made her way towards the front of the large truck, clutching the SR-25's pistol grip, she kept the barrel facing down, allowing her weapons sling to do most of the work. As she came to a stop, she caught wind of a fairly young guy talking about his "Sex" life, the woman he described made Leeann chuckle as it sounded like absolute bullshit.

"Save your breath kiddo. You'll need it to inflate your date." She joked with her soft Scottish accent as she walked past, motioning masturbation with her free hand towards him as she continued to take the piss out of the kid, only adding salt onto the fresh wound, she continued over to Karissa, who was apparently the Marcus girlfriend, who was the rag tag group leader, she stopped fairly close to her, now clutching her rifle in both hands. "So, what's todays plan then?" she asked, savoring the smell of bacon as she awaited her reply.

Kate Hunter
United Nations Security Soldier

Kate was awoken by a light bump of turbulence in the V-22 Osprey, she rubbed her eyes softly with her tough skinned hands to clear up her blurred vision. Kate blinked a few more times, bringing herself into a steady state of readiness, She glanced out of the small, round window which showed an ivory white landscape of cold, dry, snow. She could hear the harsh, grating arctic windows over the steady hum of the flying beasts engines. She liked the snow, made her feel at home, in the small village of Hell, it was more than fitting name, especially during the winter months when the town froze over with temperatures as low as twenty five below. She liked to think that the cold was her habitat , going out hunting in the cold winter months hardened and trained her against to the freezing, cold bitch of mother nature and training in the Jegerkompaniet just reinforced this. She always thought that she wasn't just able to survive in the cold weather, she was able to thrive in it, both in a combat and survival based situation, but out here, it was a whole different ball game.


Her train of thought was broken by an annoying click of the Geiger counters, She glared towards the origin of the ticking, looking at the small handheld devices.

Great, short term hair loss and long term cancer, just fucking great.

She turned back, the VTOL had an awkward level of silence on board, she wondered silently what this anomaly contained for them, not that she cared more or less, after all, it wasn't exactly her job to care too much about what it was, unless it was a threat that could be dealt with by force, then it wasn't their concern, after all, that was why the over educated, scientists who have probably never been in much danger, if any in their long lives. She clutched the grip of her unloaded heavily customized M4A1 rifle, which rested between her thighs. While the M4A1 wasn't her first choice for an assault rifle, she still liked the weapon she had, it was fairly user friendly and had the option of single shot and fully automatic. The customisations she had were what made the weapon quite special however.

She took one last glance out the window to see that the ship came to a decent before picking up her rifle from her legs, slamming in a magazine and chambering a round. She pulled her goggles over her white, heavy duty wool balaclava clad face and remained seated, waiting for the ship to land.

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App Reference: 9991

[Calces millia]

This....This is a high class rp, maybe too high for my level. Nonetheless, I shall shamelessly join and praying to be accepted.

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Character Name and/or Codename:
Anthony Giorgetti a.k.a "Polite mouth"

Age:
26

Gender:
Male

Appearance:

Affiliation:
Terranova Family

Special Abilities/Area of Expertise:
• Staying alive.
• Good when dealing with "Cosa Nostra" situation
• Sharp marksmanship, especially with his trusty silenced Berreta M9.
• Quick thinking, extremely talented to think something when things goes out from the hands.


Short Bio:
Felix was born in New York with a very special "connection" tied to him since he gets out from his mother's womb. His father, a restaurant owner by day and a capo by night, is the one who brings Felix into this world. Thanks to that, he already accustomed to the underworld since he was a little. He even somehow becomes a friend with the Don's only son and indirectly be friend with the Don himself. After becoming 15 years old, he was being active for the mob by becoming an associate and extra muscle for the family. He was born with a slow regeneration process that caused by his genes that is bothering him when he's in the action, but his quick thinking and sharp marksmanship are enough to cover it.

The reason why he's liked so much is because his personality. Despite of his background as a mobster, Felix is not a bad person and actually friendly, calm and polite man. He rarely got angry, even when someone teases him, though he can still kill you if you get too far. He has also seen smiling numerous times and addresses his peers and enemies politely. When given an order to clip on somebody, he does not openly look down to his target and try to respect them, yet is prepared to kill them when the time is come.

One year ago, following the terrorist incident the family decided to spread his wings to Seattle. By his luck and series of event, he got listed to the one that will be going and will take orders from the Don's only son and his "best friend", Demos. Having no other choice, he reluctantly accepts the change and move to Seattle.

He has no idea that Seattle in the future will turn into a bloodbath.

RP Example:
My RP sample #1 / My RP sample #2 / My RP sample #3

App Reference: 9991

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Faction/Business Name:
Terranova Family

Type of Organization:
Full-fledged Italian-American mafia syndicate.

Origins:
New York.

Years in Operation:
5 year at Seattle

Primary Goals:
Keeping the status quo at all cost and control the city via underground network.

Secondary Goals:
Destroy the THE EYES ONLY NETWORK for being a "leaking" problem. (May be changed later)

Reason(s) for being in Seattle:
The Illegal trafficking business is tempting the family to spread his wings and business here. There's also an addition of the abundant source of corrupt officials that can be used, with of course a small buck as a payment.

History of Business/Organization:
The family history stretches back to the late 19th century, when a Don of a Sicilian mafia family called "Onorato" tempted to stretch his family to the new world. He decided to send most of his best men and waiting the good result to show from them. Little did he know that a lot of his men is already sick of his command and waiting a chance to "revolt" against him, but the plan is hindered because the don still holds a supreme power and have a tough loyal army in his own hometown. So after getting sent to America, they quickly destroy any connection (and some loyal men) that may journey back to the hometown and raise their own banner, Terranova.

Now that they free from their idiotic boss, Terranova family quickly and efficiently start to make his move around the New York City. Illegal gambling, bookmaking, loan-sharking, drug trafficking, extortion, anything that they can get their hand to quickly controlled by them. Any rival family that may disagree can eat some shotgun's bullet, and for those that waging war with them....well, let's just say that they weirdly disappear. Later, they run the black market in New York with ease.

April 2011, The family is wealthy and powerful enough that it thinks that they should spread somewhere else. After carefully picking and choosing the situation, somehow Seattle shows up as a perfect location. The lack of any rivals there seems to allow the family to make its move before anyone else, and though it's not as busy as in 2016, a decent size of the illegal trafficking market has appeared. The family finally decided and the family successfully spread there and start to do its business like what they do in New York, with the local corrupt authorities supporting 100%.

In 2015, The goddamn terrorist turns the country into a wild ride by exploding the electromagnetic pulse across the entire world, hitting Seattle in the process. Unlike other "hidden" organization, The family take it as a chance rather than a disaster, mainly because unlike other organization like Manticore or Aberstgo, the family prefers M4A1 than a computer. In the midst of chaos and slow fall of government in Seattle, Terranova Family shows itself as a new power, clearing their street and making their base as a safe haven for those who can enter it with bullets and blood. In just three months after the incident, they clear Sector 12, which is their main territory, from any disturbance that may hurt the interest of the family.

Now with the absence of any competent police, the family show itself as the order keeper and feared, yet needed in some sector, mainly the 12th.

App Reference: 9997