GPD/Genesis/Aegis [A Return...]

[Lord Gaea]

<center>((If anyone else had any RPing going on, I didn't see it. Three pages of all OOC is enough for me to ignore any serious RPing that I do hope is going on. If I somehow interfere with it, I am sorry, and will rewrite my posts to eradicate the flaw.))

A new building. The old GPD (well, the newer old one) was no more. The fancy park that Seth had enjoyed all that time ago was gone. Seth, however, was glad. The GPD was a place for business, now a place for tourists from the mountainous Aeekea or the watery Isle de Gambino to lounge.

A new Commissioner. Seth had not yet met this man that took over for the three Commissioners that he had learned to respect fully. He did not feel that any man could make up for the wise Tacitus, the tactical Aya, or the resolute Edymion. He knew he would need help from the great officers of the three branches. However, the chances they would show up were very slim.

A new hope. Seth had been fearful, very fearful to even leave his secrative home. Though he had taken down villian after villian over the time he had come to Gaia, the number of mob lord was tremendous. He did not know if any of them had a hope of beating out all of the others and becoming the lead power of Gaia.

The GPD once again stood out against the crouded cruelties of the land. Having the ability to send (possibly) even one officer to take down the smaller mafias. A couple for the big. Of course once the leader of them stands out they would be crushed in a second. The GPD was (once again) unstoppable.

That is, as long as they got their numbers back up. sweatdrop

[Boxah]

The distance hum of a motorcycle engine grew as it drew nearer and soon enough the sleek black body hammered along the main Barton road. The vehicle was beautiful with a perfect paintjob and engine that roar as though pleasured, with two large speakers tied to either side with a conjoining rope, their pre-stripped wires trailing behind the covered number plate.

It skid to a halt outside of the new GPD building, it's cleaned tires leaving no markings, and the driver threw himself off of the vehicle, completely covered from head to foot in black leather. His hands were covered with the latest in cyclist's gloves and not an inch of skin or hair on his body was shown, head even covered by the black tinted visor and dome of his helmet.

Despite the tight leather costume, the driver displayed a starting freedom of movement and tug at the speaker's stripped wires with his covered hands, hooking the ends of the wires to the motorcycle’s battery at the front. The gentle hum of static vibrated at a low, speckling bass, hushed with the volume down low. Behind the helmet a smile broke out as the gloved hands frantically searched in his jacket pockets.

The body pulled back suddenly, finding what he was looking for. His eyes darted from left to right beneath the helmet as he scanned the area for cameras. Noticing several by the GPD building focused on him, he tug out a small black box. Though unrecognizable by someone of no knowledge of the specific field and completely unidentifiable unless up close to it, he plug one of the two leads coming from the box into each speaker. It was a sine wave generator.

[Master Vegilla]

((I have a question. My guild in the FFA section is going to be toppling the Eiffel tower in Paris to gain recognition. They have made a tape claiming that they did it and will send it to every area of law inforcement they can think of once the tower has fallen.

I wanted to know if the GPD would like to be involved in trying to stopping said terror act if you have officers in France. Or atleast showing up on the scene of the aftermath and finding out what happened and so on.))

[Cleric Pei]

Shielding his mummied face with the back of his bandaged hand, the inspector tapped a heel to the rhythm created by the clack-clack of a marble in an aerosol can. With a cough and a wet, measured hiss, he began spraying acrylics over a corner of the new GPD foundation.

Peeling the stencil and painter's tape away from the wall, a strange symbol now broke the monotonous pattern of brick and mortar. To some, it may have been neat graffiti or a construction marking, but to others who were like the inspector long before he came to Gaia, it meant something. 'Allies,' to be specific.

A quick about-face, and Pei walked back around the corner, and into the entrance. The aerosol can slipped into one of his many coat pockets.

[Chris Ganale]

(Gel, what was your mafia count?)

[Gelmax]

Master Vegilla

((I have a question. My guild in the FFA section is going to be toppling the Eiffel tower in Paris to gain recognition. They have made a tape claiming that they did it and will send it to every area of law inforcement they can think of once the tower has fallen.

I wanted to know if the GPD would like to be involved in trying to stopping said terror act if you have officers in France. Or atleast showing up on the scene of the aftermath and finding out what happened and so on.))

((No one gives a ******** about France. The GPD has enough problems just dealing with problems in Gaia; as a rule, anyway.

Ganale: Hell if I know, I stopped bothering to count when the numbers hit forty-five or so, and instead busied myself cursing at nothing in particular.))

[Master Ryld Argith]

A man dressed in a fine business suit stepped out from the black Pontiac GTO of the 1967 year. He steadly approached the building with a confident walk that many had come to name "The Gunfighter" walk. Even though he carried no weapon he still seemed to have a cocky swagger to his smile. He brushed the light dirty blonde hair from his forehead and made to approach someone about getting an ID card so that he could enter the building.

[Chris Ganale]

(right. whatever)

[Lord Gaea]

Chris Ganale

(Gel, what was your mafia count?)

<center>((This is highly degrating to this thread. This has nothing to do with the GPD at all. Couldn't this be PMed to him? The GPD right now has enough OOC without your personal conversations with Gelmax. stare ))

((Edit: At least when he posts, even in response to this, he talks about things that pertain to the thread he's posting in.))

[Gelmax]

Lord Gaea

Chris Ganale

(Gel, what was your mafia count?)

<center>((This is highly degrating to this thread. This has nothing to do with the GPD at all. Couldn't this be PMed to him? The GPD right now has enough OOC without your personal conversations with Gelmax. stare ))

((Edit: At least when he posts, even in response to this, he talks about things that pertain to the thread he's posting in.))

((So how about instead of starting a b***h-war with Ganale, you ******** respond to the multitude of people who have posted here IC for one reason or another, including my own buddy Boxah who's been waiting for over a day to ******** attack this place here? It's all nice and well to b***h OOC about other people who aren't members spamming up the place with OOC, but your hypocrisy hits me right in the chest, considering you're a member and probably a high-ranking one with the way you love to trumpet around that special GPD brand of self-righteousness, and thus you ought to be dealing with the half-dozen criminal masterminds and criminal wannabes trying to start some ******** RP here themselves.

Yes, that's right. If you're so worried about people who have nothing to do with the thread spamming it up with OOC, then why don't you post IC instead of putting MORE OOC into the mix, hmm?))

[Aura Avalon]

Gelmax

Lord Gaea

Chris Ganale

(Gel, what was your mafia count?)

<center>((This is highly degrating to this thread. This has nothing to do with the GPD at all. Couldn't this be PMed to him? The GPD right now has enough OOC without your personal conversations with Gelmax. stare ))

((Edit: At least when he posts, even in response to this, he talks about things that pertain to the thread he's posting in.))

((So how about instead of starting a b***h-war with Ganale, you ******** respond to the multitude of people who have posted here IC for one reason or another, including my own buddy Boxah who's been waiting for over a day to ******** attack this place here? It's all nice and well to b***h OOC about other people who aren't members spamming up the place with OOC, but your hypocrisy hits me right in the chest, considering you're a member and probably a high-ranking one with the way you love to trumpet around that special GPD brand of self-righteousness, and thus you ought to be dealing with the half-dozen criminal masterminds and criminal wannabes trying to start some ******** RP here themselves.

Yes, that's right. If you're so worried about people who have nothing to do with the thread spamming it up with OOC, then why don't you post IC instead of putting MORE OOC into the mix, hmm?))

(( Ah should've known returning to the GPD ment many o OOC arguements. Pop some popcorn kiddies this is going to last forever. Still see your in tip top bosssticular shape Gelmax ))

[Chris Ganale]

(the scariest part is that he was technically defending me)

[Mya_St.Clare]

Mya_St.Clare

With the steady click click of her heels, the young woman wove in and out of the few trees dotting the grounds. The industrious sounds of the downtown area fading into a light buzz by the time she had passed the stairs and become well on her way to walking through the front door.

((Just once.. could the first few pages not include bickering or smart remarks..? xp ))

Passing through the center of the lobby, her skirt swirled as she turned. Her level gaze passing over the room just as the ripples fluttered over her thigh. As one leg crossed the other,a set of youthful twilight eyes blinked then squinted in concentration at the doors laying just beyond.

Before anyone could truly grasp a tangible hold on the almost childish curiosity that had come to light behind her eyes it was gone and so was the young woman. The soft sound of the commissioner's door closing the only sign she had moved..

[Gelmax]

Chris Ganale

(the scariest part is that he was technically defending me)

((If I held grudges that long, after being a regular of this forum for a year and a half, I wouldn't have any friends left. "Live, learn, and let your abysmal memory ensure you forget the very existence of your worst enemies within three months", that's what I always say. B'sides, I'm not particularly annoyed by the reappearance of KCAB this time; I might even join up, if I can find an old memberlist with Phoenix Squadron on it.))

Yes, I know this is unduly OOC spam and I'm not particularly happy about it, but Ganale's got most if not all of my mules and AIM names blocked and I don't particularly feel like making new ones, so I've got to post it SOMEWHERE until he gets around to unblocking me in those various mediums. And, no, I can't post in his thread either, because he has me on his ignorelist, which is also the reason why I can't PM him.

[Master Vegilla]

Gelmax

((No one gives a ******** about France. The GPD has enough problems just dealing with problems in Gaia; as a rule, anyway.))

((I guess I should have fraised that differently. Insted of "I have a question." I should have said "I have a question for the head of this guild, or anyone who isnt an a*****e." wink )