Uprising [Walk in Open/Accepting ]

[GunsmithFox]

Uprising:

Arch_Angel78415



Created By// Arch_Angel78415 (Commissioned and payed for by Foxy Bossy)
Inspiration// Previous Roleplays, OOC Actives, Various Others (Credit goes to Ninjadragon66 for the basic idea))
Genre// Military Organization, Gifted, Miltary, Political
Literacy// Semi-Lit to Lit
Various Credits//: Google, Photobucket, Deviantart
Status// Under Construction / Accepting Profiles

Links:
OOC Thread



Announcements

10/22/13- Construction... Construction everywhere.

11/14/13 Ach has been M.I.A, so in his absence; I shall boot up the RP myself.
Why did I commission him to run one? I'm in fact very lazy about running a RP. I'm spotty, like a period.

But I bore of waiting for his next appearance, so here we are!





Announcements

10/22/13- Construction... Construction everywhere.
12/10/13
I will be creating Characters to keep people occupied, please invite your fellow roleplaying friends to this thread so we can keep up the Activity, also don't forget to rate the thread!

We also need two or one person to play the Uprising leader and one to play the other brother, these slots are open, with two rules, Must follow the storie's set powers an history and dictations.

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[GunsmithFox]

Rules

Ⅰ-- Foxy Bossy (Me) is the RP ruler. Admins: Ach Angel

Ⅱ-- Listen to and Follow Gaia Online's TOS and Arch_Angel78415

Ⅲ-- Enjoy each other's company, you'll be stuck with one another for the duration of the RP. There shouldn't be any reason for those involved to be at each others throats OOC. Keep it civil.

Ⅳ-- PM me for ideas, suggestions, questions, or any general notices. You may also just post in the OOC Forum to share with the public. I'm pretty open to suggestion.

Ⅴ-- Semi-literate and above for literacy. I don't want to see this rp die due to one liners and use of **'s for actions. Writer's block is a genuine thing, but I don't see any reason for your post to ever be smaller than a paragraph.

Ⅵ-- If you cannot post for -x- amount of time, please let me know. If your character is inactive for an extended period, they'll be removed to free up whoever was stuck trying to interact with you.

Ⅶ-- Post your profile in the Profile thread and go..

Ⅷ-- NPC's are necessary at a number of points. Anyone can have a random stranger pop up for a hint towards where things are going on, etc, etc. NPCs will also not play major roles in a fight, or event, etc etc.

[GunsmithFox]

~Prologue~


A long time ago a pair of twins were born, both growing up a number of years before it was realized they were not normal children. Both were gifted, but their gifts shined very differently. By the time they were 4 one was coming up with ways to get their parents out of the room and grab the cookie jar with no one noticing. The other was a quiet child, observing everything around and practically drawing knowledge in. It a only a handful of years when their unique talents matured a step further. The mischief maker developed a knack for the sciences along with a gift for strategy rivaling the greatest military leaders. The introvert developed literal powers… the ability to hear thoughts, to move objects by will alone, to utilize the energy around him to create natural elements like fire and lightning.

These developments did not go unnoticed by their parents, who just so happened to be a military man and his rather politically involved wife. It took no time before them to see the potential in their children, grooming them just for that purpose. Seeing as how one could read minds, they both knew what was going on. That they were being ‘used’. But their parents loved them, were proud of them, and everything was right. It was another number of years before they were both highly involved in the military world their father had raised them in. Weapons had been developed based on the powers demonstrated by the one brother. Military might was exercised on the enemies of the nation. The two brothers had found a niche where they belonged. Or so it was thought…

Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Power and advances like they had presented to the world brought the attention of those nefarious groups that wanted nothing more than to set the world ablaze. The government was warped, the military higher ups changed, people came and went, and ideals shifted. And the powerful brother observed it all, knowing every move that people were making. Seeing into the shadows that some tried to hide in. And despite this he couldn’t stop his world from shifting.

He ties were removed, rumors spread, and the world pulled out from under him. Everything he and his brother had taken part in to create was being tainted. And his brother, he was being drawn in by it all like a moth to a flame. The chance to do what he had been trained, put his talents to use, rise in status was irresistible to him. The two used to be inseparable, but now… they were practically strangers.

It was when martial law was declared and the powerful brother’s capture was attempted that everything truly changed forever. The government revealed it’s findings to the public about those gifted individuals, genetic markers having been found through research on the second brother quickly identifying those with any sort of power. Gifted started being round up, the military rose to power, the president in his corruption backing every action declared by the first brother.
As for the gifted brother, the attempt to capture him failed and he disappeared. He set into motion plans he’d been coming up with the months before everything went to hell. He had seen it coming, and it was his goal to stop it. He popped up here and there, causing trouble, destroying a building or two. And the propaganda made from these events turned him into a public enemy. The public enemy. The last straw was when he ‘assassinated’ a number of government officials… it was then the military declared it’s intention to capture him. It was then the fight between brothers was declared.

Can you see the corruption? Can you see how life has changed over the last 20 years? See what those normal people choose to remain ignorant of? Or do you see these things as being for the best? Are you proud of your military men and women and their cleansing of the country? Are you prepared to see you country sink it’s teeth into it’s neighbors?

Who are you? A nobody? A hot blooded soldier ready for action? Someone who sees this oppression for what it is? An oppressor? Or an innocent involved in this mess because one genetic marker said you were special?

[GunsmithFox]

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~Profile Applications~

Post your profiles in the link below, then proceed with the Rping. I will let you now if your Character is GMing or M.Sing

Profile Thread

Quote:

My lullaby: Theme Song

Whom pulls my strings: Username

My true name: First, Middle last

My friends call me :

I have lived : Age

I am: Male/Female/other

I enjoy the embrace of: Males/Females/ All genders [Sexuality]

The way I am : List top personality traits, six max

But I suffer from Completely optional, State any mental/psychical disorders/defects

Here are my origins: Bio

My ties lay with: Faction and faction Loyalty | Remove if standalone

I am a: Rank within Faction| Remove if Standalone

My unnatural abilities : [ Four Max ] Key: > Power/+ Advantages /-Disadvantages Remove if normal person

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What I like the most:

What I dislike the most:

When I look into the mirrior Anime pictures preferred

[GunsmithFox]

~Positions~

All created Factions/Organizations/groups go here

Major Factions

Military


Uprising

Victor " Void " Kraus | Specialist | forthebloodgod98

Unknown "Dust" | Private | murpdirt

Organizations

AIM Corporation

Ellen

Groups


Dying Suns: A gang made up of Ex-Military Training.
Head Quarters: St. Angelo's Abandoned Church, Center Town, Financial District.

Members

Jackson Bardon | Leader | Foxy Bossy


Standalones/Neutral

Holo " Hollow Domino" Mercson | Foxy Bossy

Trinity "Trin" Blake | Dark Princess Tamara

[GunsmithFox]

~Environment~

The city in recent years have been having an influx of tourist/new residents, swamping the city with life making the nightlife more busy than the daylife.

Tho, since the Uprising is happening into this city, the military has issued Martial law. With Military Guard towers, checkpoints and buildings everywhere, tho only on the streets, leaving the underground, rooftops and sideways unwatched.

But be careful, you never know whats lurking around the corners

The year is

2090

There at Five Districts

Center > Financial Distinct.
Home of Mayor's Office, Skyscrapers, banks the Main Freeway 989, highclass shops, apartments and restaurants.

Crime rate> Low

North > Industrial Distinct.
Home of Factories, Oil Depots and Warehouses.

Crime rate> Very High

East > Suburbs
Home of the Middle class housing local stores and restaurants.

Crime Rate > Mild

South > Old Town
Home of the poor, ranging from run down apartments to abandoned buildings

Crime rate > Very High

West > OceanSide
Home of the Tourist and nightlife. Clubs, resorts and hotels.

Crime > Mild-High

[GunsmithFox]

We are now OPEN

[GunsmithFox]

Tabi No

Holo" Domino" MercSon



Why must I fight for the sake of living, instead of love

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( Short post to get it going )

Holo awoken in the Attic of the church, snow and trinkets litter the room. The gifts of the man downstair's plunders of his enemies. She rubbed her eyes as she sat up from her bed, placing her feet on the snow covered floorboards.

[ForTheBloodGod98]

Victor was walking around downtown when he felt the familiar tug that alerted him of genetic mutations, someone nearby was evolved in a similar way. After a short walk later he found himself standing outside of a church, there were a couple of guards around the doors but none of them were the target. Sensing that the person he was looking for was somewhere above him he began scaling the outside of the church using evenly placed struts that would take him to the first level o the roof. After a bit of climbing he found a widow and a young girl, he knew in a second It was her and by the look of the guards below she seemed like she could use a friend. Slowly he leaned in and knocked on the window, she seemed to be alone in the room and victor was not one to waste an opportunity to help a fellow mutant.

[GunsmithFox]

Holo

She stretched her wings, her halo becoming visible. She stared towards the stairs coming up into the room expecting Jackson any minute, to greet her morning. She stood up, releasing a fresh set of snow from her wings as she tucked them against her back impatiently, then she heard a knock from the window, but before she turned she heard Jack coming up the stairs. She began to brush the snow flakes off her person as he came up.

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Jack

Jack was stepping up into Holo's room as he feel a fresh wave of air hit him, as he entered into her snow Den." Morning Domino, How are you this morning?"

[ForTheBloodGod98]

Watching the halo's appear he smiled, she was quite the sight angelic in appearance. Victor was forced to duck back as a man entered the room, there was nothing particularly special about him and the first thing he noted was the overconfident stride. Victor had a feeling he was not going to like the man, but he would wait and see how the interaction played out. He also hoped she did not come any closer to the window, as it was she was standing just outside of his power suppression field. If their conversation went quick with no hitch, he might he his chance to speak with her.

[GunsmithFox]

Holo

She blushed as he spook, her wings twitching with excitement. " I am well, the snow is white and the air is fresh." She smiled as her Halos orbited around her head, producing snow flakes." And how are you this morning?"

Jack

He stood there firmly showing no hint of emotion" I am well, seeing as you are in good health." He caught some flakes in his hand, melting them with his body heat." Would you care to join us for break feast?" Looking around at all the expenise items they've brought to her, from Necklaces to high preforming rifles to even raw diamonds and gold they've seized from rival gangs, all of which ignored by her and just collecting snow, It made him more curious on her way of thinking..

Holo

" O yes, I'll join you and your friends in a couple of minutes, I have to let the morning breeze to the neighbors, Christmas is coming, I have to save my strength to cover this city in white again.. I wish it would snow naturally out here.."

She watched him walk turn and walk back down the stairs without saying another word, as she forward past the stairs to a giant opining that led to the bell tower, some one Jack's men came into her room with a chest
"Morning Holo, we brought you the new christmas lights for you to hang if you'd like"

"Leave them by the stairs" She uttered as she spread her wings and flapped her wings creating a great gust that lunched her up the tower, sending snow in her room flying.

[Murpdirt]

Dust

I was sitting on a box in an alleyway cleaning the cylinder of my .44 Revolver. I was in an alleyway of the industrial district as I was waiting for my phone call to be given my orders on what my next assignment was. I kept my rifle on my back with the revolver loaded and ready if someone was to jump out.

Location: Alleyway of Industrial District
Ammo: Full
Condition: Fine
Emotion: Calm
Thoughts:Waiting...

[GunsmithFox]

Jack

Jack continued down the stairs as the items he got for Holo was being taken up to her room, he looked around , he was at the back of the church, on the stage staring down at a church floor covered in Ammo boxes and gun racks, bustling members and gaurds like worker bees. Next to him was the stairs to the Basement where they kept the good weapons, the ones on the ground level where there tell they were sorted, cleaned and repackaged to go down or to the trash.

He walked off the stage and down the clear walkway, members walking out of his way as he walked towards the a scafolding that lead to a makeshift balcony where a couple of men where directing members on a raid" Hows the operation going, any intervention from the Uprising or Police?"

[Murpdirt]

Dust

My phone had went off knowing who it was to be his captain giving his orders. I answered the phone and listened. "Yes...yes...yes I will sir. I shall get my job done." I had answered to all my captain said to me. The location of my mission showed up on my phone as I stood up to go to my mission point and examine my target.

I walked to my destination that had seemed to be a suburban area surrounded by a church of some sort. My captain never told me where my target should be so I needed to lay low here, because I know this suburban area was filled with those people.

Location: Abandoned Suburbs surrounding a church
Ammo: Full
Condition: Fine
Emotion: Calm
Thoughts: Thanks for such orders captain.