The Gambino Army

Who has the better avatar?

Neon and his dashing, regal, and yet humble Christmas sweater	53.6%	[ 15 ]
Miles.	46.4%	[ 13 ]
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[The Masque II]

Seven years ago was the first time for many that Gaia had been split into two; those who supported the continually rising ambition of billionaire Johnny K. Gambino, and those representing the ever-present old money of the Von Helson family. Harboring a secret agenda of world domination backed by acts of blackmail, kidnapping, and worst of all, murder, it was an agenda their patriarch, Count Vladimir Von Helson was no doubt accustomed to.

To combat this threat, a lone supporter of the Gambino cause, SilverLynx, conceived a plan to call forth all the Gambino's top allied forces, and eddy them into a collective that would defend the family, G-Corp, and the islands; an 'Army' under the banner of Gambino.

Ever-growing with every passing evil, the Gambino Army has remained a steady force for nearly eight years since its inception. While the blood-feud between the two families has since been squelched with the newly-crowned king of vampires, Louie Von Helson, issuing a treaty between his people and the human race, the Gambino Army continues to defend against any threat to Gaia's wealthiest family.

Post 1: Welcome!
Post 2: Rules
Post 3: How To Join
Post 4: Le Roster
Post 5: Plottery
Post 6: Home Sweet Home
Post 7: Our Story
Post 12: Current Status

[The Masque II]

|| Rules ||

A hologram would scratch to life, following your almost-timed completion of the introduction. Put together, before your very eyes, was a woman, compiled of streaming, indigo circuits that begot her holographic figure.
"Good evening," She'd welcome you. "I am Skylar. I oversee Security on GA Island, located to the west of Isle de Gambino. It is my job to make sure that everyone abides by these rules and regulations. Please take a moment to review;"

1. Please do follow the Terms of Service.

2. Use semi-moderate to moderate roleplay. The GA is largely a friendly roleplay-based thread. We've always prided ourselves in acceptance, no matter what RP style you use, but a little understanding is always appreciated. While we're no doubt very story oriented, it's all really about having fun. Criticism is appreciated, but no put-downs. Experienced RPers, learn to gauge your peers. If they're a little weak to this, give 'em little leeway sometimes.

3. Keep godmoding in all its forms to a minimal, kthx.

4. Anyone ranked Officer are moderators! If you're doing something that an Officer deems out of line (generally by violating one of the two rules above), you are to act under their instruction. Don't worry! Generally this will hardly ever be invoked, since we're pretty lenient. Just, y'know... use common sense.

5. Since this is a new thread, the rules will be in a sort of stable flux, yet still subject to change when need be.

[The Masque II]

|| Your Resume ||

"To join, all that is required is explaining your attributes, skills, and background, and we will assign you a rank and a team after reviewing what jobs your abilities are most suited for." Following that explanation, a display of holograms uploaded from her body. A network of digits and symbols that eventually culminated into something discernible; a resume.

Character Skeleton

Name: List your birth name, as well as any aliases, codenames, or nicknames you wish to be called.

Birthday: Optional.

Gender: How many X chromosomes do you have?

Race: Please list your ethnicity and/or species.

Appearance: How will we recognize you? A list of your typical attire and physical appearance.

Abilities: A short list of your abilities, be they strengths were born with, skills hardened over the course of your career, or any otherworldly or unnatural powers you may exert. Also, any mention of weapons or devises used to accomplish these feats is appreciated.

Personality: What kind of person should we be expecting?

Background History: A brief summary of how you came to be, and more importantly, how those instances landed you here, on Gambino Army soil.

[The Masque II]

|| Le Roster ||

"The Roster acts as a simple diagram," She'd go on to explain, "Hosting a list of prominent, active members." Pulling up another spread sheet of holograms, with a list of spilled names across the front, sans one - your own.
"The rank of "Colonel" remains among the highest regard and is usually reserved for team leaders. The Gambino Army's make-up consists of teams that specialize in different missions, with different equipment, skill sets, and uniforms that separate them." Several electronic manikins, no bigger than herself, would dance in front of you, all sporting different uniforms and different weapons.
"Anyone ranked above Sergeant Major is considered an Officer; anyone ranked below are situated into Security."

Technicians: Imported from the mainland, the G-Corp Security quickly adopted the "Technicians" moniker through their skill in operating and designing new weapons. Naturally, they came to oversee security on the island as well, and repair the base when needed.
Colonel: Slait
Lieutenant Colonel: Luna Summers (Luna Vitesse) - Acting Leader
Major: Hikaru Silvio ([~Crescent~Decent~])
Captain:
First Lieutenant: Phyno (Slait)
Second Lieutenant: Romeo (Neon Graffiti)
Sergeant Major:
Sergeant:
Corporal:
Private First Class: Matt, Vincent, and Jacob (Slait)
Private: Lynn Sang (Lytsar)
N/A: Skylar (Neon Graffiti)



Suits: G-Corp's Punitive Staff are a ruthless, ragtag bunch of well-dressed reconnaissance trained to handle specific jobs like espionage, guarding officials, and assassination.
Colonel: Chiharu Wind (Countess Elsinore)
Lieutenant Colonel: Steve Helstrom (Neon Graffiti) - Acting Leader
Major:
Captain:
First Lieutenant:
Second Lieutenant: Gregory, Sampson, and Petruchio (Neon Graffiti), X and Y (Countess Elsinore), Mel Reynolds
N/A: Botty (X_Sparkie_X), SOPHIA (Lytsar)



SLDR: A SWAT-like division under the jurisdiction of the GPD. Possibly the most well-known of Gambino's forces, the SLDR are the military brainchild of G-Corp. Through the process of infusing Ghi into worthy candidates, members of SLDR are granted exceptional physical capabilities.
Colonel: Neon Graffiti
Lieutenant Colonel: Hyde Hyle (Neon Graffiti)
Major:
Captain: Hirokato Mishamura ([~Crescent~Decent~])
First Lieutenant: Kit Tainess
Second Lieutenant: Rick Jenner (Neon Graffiti), Alik Moscow (KittyKakesRawr)



Demolitionists: Also called the "Underground SLDR", they were once the acting security of the Secret Underground Test Facility (as well as its test subjects). The Demolitionists were buried beneath the aftermath of the Silent Flash protocol, until the excavation of Ground Zero. They are the fundamental opposite of the Technicians, ordered to wipe out anything in their path, be it enemies or evidence.
Colonel: Tenack Acki (Tenack2)
Lieutenant Colonel: Captain Wright (Tenack2)
Major: Genocide ([~Crescent~Decent~])
Captain: Terra Rose (Commander of Tenack's air forces)
First Lieutenant: Nick Reed (Barton Commander, Task Force 53) (Tenack2)
Second Lieutenant: Oswald Multin (Durem Commander, Task Force 13), Ashley Fletcher (Aekea Commander, Task Force 66), and Jack Robinson (Isle de Gambino Commander, Task Force 37) (all Tenack2)
N/A: Dr. Von'Crogsgel (DrkNrgy Labs Lead Scientist and Owner)


Medical Technicians: The MedTechs were unearthed from the same debris as the Demolitionists. Admired for their calm collectivism in the face of any wound and willingness to help injury regardless of affiliation, they were also employed to cure, and if necessary, fight unorthodox diseases; namely, vampirism.
Colonel:
Lieutenant Colonel: Dr. Benjamin Ainsley (Countess Elsinore) - Acting Leader, Dr. Carey Ulra (X_Sparkie_X)
Major: Dr. Stand (Neon Graffiti), Grimoire Wilhelm Redcap (Countess Elsinore)
Captain:
First Lieutenant:
Second Lieutenant: Circe and Apollo (Countess Elsinore), Dr. Killjoe (Slait)

[The Masque II]

|| Plottery ||

::Under Construction::

[The Masque II]

|| Home Sweet Home ||

::Under Construction::

[The Masque II]

|| Our Story ||

::Under Construction::

[The Masque II]

|| Status Updates ||

August 31st, 2012: Thread is still under a little construction, but is fully functional and open for posting! Just need a little creative momentum... -Neon

[Neon Graffiti]

Chiharu Wind

Dear Neon,
I’m sorry this is arriving to you so very late. I…I’ve sat down to write it at least a hundred times, but I guess I just don’t know how to say what has to be said. It has to be written though; I don’t think I could look into that face, the one I’ve loved so much, and do this. You know me, Neon. I don’t have the backbone to do scary, sad things. You’ve always been the strongest of us, even if you sometimes didn’t think so.
You haven’t heard from me in quite some time, and I’m sorry. I’ve been hiding. From everyone, but especially from you. I’m not coming back, Neon, at least not anytime soon. Not to the GA…not to you.
But you’ll be okay; I promise. You’re stronger, remember? And you can do a whole hell of a lot better than a halfblood princess who hits the sauce too hard. But I always told you that. You never listen. <3
I know that right now, as you read, you’re shaking your head. You’re thinking that I’m being supremely stupid, and you might be right about that. My life is different now though, and so am I. I met someone new. He’s different too, more like me than like you. I care about him a lot.
I miss you already. Do you miss me yet? You’re going to be a fantastic leader, Colonel Graffiti. I don’t know what I’m going to be, but we’ll both be alright. I hope if I keep saying that, it’ll be true.

I guess that’s it.

All My Love,
Haru
P.S. No, wait. I just want you to know that, even though I’m gone, well…I mean I’m still here. If you need me. Okay? You’re my best friend, Neon Graffiti. I don’t know if I’m still yours, and that’s okay. Just don’t think you can’t…I mean. If you need me, call me. There. Goodbye, Neon.

Neon made a history of burying emotion, swallowing pain, and hoarding desire. He had made a career out of it - but when he finally harbored the time to tear open and read the letter he had so looked forward to these past few months, he felt his heart wrench.

Word for word, she had observed him, like she was spying him, through a pair of binoculars. His long, uncut hair, hung like a willow, further illustrating his bubbling heartbreak. The normally very-physical artist, who spoke with his hands, became crushed into a diamond with each word he grossed over.

But wasn't she on some type of top-secret mission? Something so important that the Suit's commander had to take leave for months at a time? Wasn't she...?

It didn't matter. By the end of the letter, Neon had no tears to shed. He merely sulked in his own sorrow, sitting in his room, coated in expressive art and mediums. The room looked electric in comparison, meanwhile its diminutive core, the Graffiti King, seemed to suck any kind of life from it. Neon's image reflected his emotions, and when he was sad, it wasn't very hard to tell - normally stunning baby blues, warm like a lamp from the Ghi coursing through his body, now lay dim lit, like a scene in film noir.

Were anyone to speak to him, it would translate as little less than static. That stupid girl. That stupid, stupid girl.

[ Several days prior... ]

[Saka Hirozumi]

The warm sun reflecting through the window of the tiny two bed, one bath apartment. Warming cold, undead flesh but stirring from his nightly slumber the vampire rolled over with his nose meeting the soft neck of a young blue skinned dark elf. Her figure was warm to his otherworldly cold body, his back was warmed when the other rolled up against him, with a sigh he rose from the bed. Standing to his full six-foot-one height with nothing but a sheet wrapped around his waist he walked to the window slowly, mixing a concoction of blood and gin to wash the previous nights activities from his senses. Long black locks rolling down his shoulders like rivers of darkness against his pale flesh, red orbs looking out of the window over Durem in almost a longing trance like state.

"Sir." "Is there, something wrong?" The two girls, now revealed to be twins sat up in bed rubbing their purple eyes in unison. Long white, almost silver strands of messy hair rested on the silken ruby sheets of the king sized bed. The girls stood slowly to throw on some form of clothing, they were a good bit shorter than their lover being both standing at five-foot-three but curvaceous weighing in at one-hundred-thirty-five pounds. Identical in seemingly every way. Their melodic angelic vocal intonation was met with a chillingly relaxed articulation.

"All is fine girls, I am going to go take a shower and meet some old friends. Sober Lust up and drive Leo to school, I'll leave some money on the counter in case anybody needs food or anything." He placed the transparent glass to his lips, the lucid concoction shimmering in the sun's beams of lustrous illuminating glow. Dropping the sheets he walked to the door frame standing stationary momentarily enough to speak "Enjoy yourselves for the day." He closed the door behind of himself as he made his way to the bathroom into the middle of the hallway between the two bedrooms. They shared an expression of much distraught, and apprehensive emotion gripping them by his borderline hateful reaction.

The hot water ran over his body as if washing away all of his transgressions, it had been several months since the Hirozumi mansion had burnt to the ground and this apartment was his clean slate. The water washed away sweat which had blended with the strong radiant scent of perfume originating not from his anatomy. Taking a moment to get dressed after properly applying cologne, he buttoned up a black dress shirt, with matching dress pants and a pair of black leather dress shoes to finish off the basics of his apparel, next he looped his belt up with the katana 'Devilcore' hanging off of his left side. He took a moment to tie back his long black hair into a ponytail with a long white ribbon, sans for his bangs. Pushing the bathroom door open he was slipping on a pair of black gloves, making way to the coat rack to grab the knee length black trench coat, buttoning it over his form to reveal the left side of the jacket ended at his knee while the right at his thigh. Decorated with silver buttons and a red band around the upper portion of the right arm, reaching into the pocket on the right hand side of the jacket he would putt out a pair of black round framed shades, making sure they hugged his face securely.

"I'm out! Don't forget to feed the cat!" Saka a cat person? Nobody could have guessed, stepping out and making his way to the parking lot he climbed aboard an old model hover bike. Turning the key to start it up the bike hummed to life, hitting the throttle and the anti-gravity generators it shot him above the apartments as he sank his full one-hundred-seventy-five pounds into the bike to keep it adjacent to the wall of the apartment. Hitting the throttle wide open the bike kicked with a nasty burst and sent him straight for the Gambino Army Base, finally hitting the beaches and laying of the throttle he spun the bike around which caused sand to sling everywhere before finally pulling the bike off the shoreline and killing the engine. Sling his leg over the bike he would remove the key and tuck it deep into the right pocket of his pants, whistling as he scanned his former Gcorp card and entering the base. Some things never change. "Anybody home?" Saka called out into the base as he walked past a few soldiers.

[Mel Reynolds]

Mel Reynolds still the newest Suit member was doing her run of the Gambino Army training room She did close combat training and just finished knocking out her 68th soldier. "Whats wrong you all seem to be getting lazy now."
Rolling her eyes Mel couldn't get her fill of beatings. Soldiers were starting to fear training with her as others lifted wights and ran laps around the room.
Mel's gear was packed up in the a locker in the shower room as always when she was working out.
All the things going through her mind. Her commander still missing, the events of her torment in the Lunars realm and her new powers which scared even her not going to the labs yet to figure it out.

[Neon Graffiti]

Saka Hirozumi

Mel Reynolds

[ GA - Coast ]

"Well this is a surprise." A familiar voice welcomed the vampire elder from behind; a blondie, dressed to the nines in black leather, observed Tsusaka enter from the trunk of a palm.
"You made an effort to sneak past the NEXGEN to come all the way over here? To pick up Athena, I take it." That voice was Hyde Hyle, one of the top Soldier and an excessive smoker. He sparked to life his lighter, beneath the summit of his cigarette, his one, glowing eye looking down it like a laser. "What, you don't trust us to deliver her there safely? ... I don't blame you." Hyde laughed, smoke emanating from his nostrils, like a campfire in Mount Rushmore.

"I gotta tell you, the Demos aren't too cherry about you taking their one, most valuable prisoner. But, a deal's a deal," He observed, sinking his hands back into his pockets.

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[ GA - Training room ]

"What did I tell you about pickin' on the new recruits?" Slid the man-candy known as Sampson right when Mel was reaching for effects. At the end of the door, he pushed back some of his long, combed golden hair, and saddled into the room.

"Y'know they don't stand a chance, what with your new tricks and all. Jeez, you're startin' to turn out just like the Soldier way over yonder." He cracked, flicking his thumb back behind him. "Gregory's been saying he's been seein' you pretty welled up. You got something on your mind?" Considering there was a deal made with Saka to come under the watch of Athena, his eyes thinned, looking over the new agent. "Something... Athena-related?"

[Saka Hirozumi]

Neon Graffiti

Mel Reynolds

"It's not that I distrust anybody, I would just like to make sure personally that she makes it to our base safe. Though the NEXGEN are a pain in my a**... I guess for the time being it cannot be helped." Saka said with what would almost appear to be a genuine grin, recently kicking his own smoking habit that had been used to hold off his urges for so many years. "So I take it that you will be the one I discuss the peace treaty with? For the you know what." Saka said cocking his thumb to the now opened door before changing from an almost whisper to a now merry tone. "Plus I came in to check out my favorite half-blood patient and her recovery." Taking a step back to his bike momentarily he would pull out a leather bag from the compartment area, it jingled with doctor goodies. "I know I'm not the base doctor, but I feel responsible for her well being right now and would like to make sure nothing has been reopened or weakened. Fractures and such are bad too, even for our kind a broken bone is bad and I imagine her being a half breed, she feels pain..." Referencing the obvious differences between a full vampire and a half blood, nodding before holding up a finger followed by a show of condensed fangs behind a worn out smile. "She is getting at least a blood packet a day as I requested correct?" Even for a man who was dead and always appeared sickly, one could hint at the obvious stress behind of his expressions. Though the talking had led him to edge his way to the door slowly, both hands holding the leather case to his chest with the chest piece of the stethoscope hanging out and glimmering in the sun's light.

[Mel Reynolds]

Mel looked at the two men with a smile she first turned to Sampson. "I guess I've been over doing it huh?" Mel rubbed the back of her head as she walked with Sampson to over to Saka as she pulled a blood pack from her bag.
"I'm on my third blood pack today doc." She said turning to face Saka as with a cheerful smile.
"I have been drinking one ever morning with workouts and night before bed aswell since I got out of the hospital." Mel grabbed her towel from her bag she wiped the sweat from her face before she drank from the I.V. slot on her blood pack. " I'm not fully sure a about my bones fully. My hands feel like they are being smashed still whenever I pickup a gun or make a fist but other then that they work perfect.

[Neon Graffiti]

"Yeah..."

'Our kind'. He took a moment to digest that while he breathed out smoke, only to step off the resting tree and tally his way over to Tsusaka.
"As far as Reynolds goes, the Suit's fine. Just because you were the first one to save, doesn't mean that she isn't in good hands." Despite his obvious mortality, Dr. Ainsley was their leading expert in inhuman physiology, a rare skill amongst human beings. Of course, their latest help spawning from the GA's newest induction, the dark elf Dr. Ulra, wasn't inexperienced in the matters either.

It was right on cue for Mel to enter the stage, sucking back an IV of blood. "H-hey, those're expensive, y'know!" Hyde exclaimed. "It won't be long before we'll be giving you I.V.egan instead of the real thing!"

Hyde cleared his throat. "As for the 'treaty' goes... Neon says it isn't needed. After all, what's there to worry about? I mean, if our masters have settled their differences, then we have no reason to fight... right?" As Neon put it. He laughed at the thought. "But y'know... I guess that isn't stopping you and your Hellhounds from getting in street brawls with the NEXGEN."

Saka might wonder. How is Hyde speaking so freely about the Demolitionists at their home turf? "Don't sweat it, none of 'em are here," Hyde laughed, swishing his hands. "The Demolitionists are around, protecting Gaia. Even Tenack's been scarce. But I gotta say - they're doing a pretty swell job, as far as I've heard."