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"Most mages in Thedas belong to the Circle of Magi. As such, they are taken from their families while still children, and highborn children who are able to use magic will lose all claims to their family's estates and titles when they are taken to the Circle. This helps to create a bond stronger than social class or race, since everybody in the Circle is raised and taught the same way.

Some mages manage to escape the notice of the Chantry and the Circle, and grow up without the training that those who are taken from their families will have. Any mage not a part of the Circle is considered to be an apostate, and will be hunted by templars if discovered. "

But they have to find you first.

Magic - the ability to manipulate the world around you, to use the powers of the elements and other such sorcery. That is of course assuming you have training in the art. Show the talent as a child, get shipped off to the Chantry and from there the tower, and learn how to use your amazing powers. Those who don't get shipped off? They are still a Mage at soul, finely tuned to the whims of the fade though lacking the protection to ward off such things. They are living, breathing magic engines though -- it's impossibel to avoid using it forever.

And the Fade is always there. There, with its spirits and its demons just holding out for a suitable host to open themselves up a little too long. Then they enter the world and a new abomination is born, people die, and the Templar and Mages eventually slay the fiend, and all is well again. It's seemingly the fate of any child not sent for training...but not all parents are so wise.

That is why Apostates like you, ______ Cousland, are hunted down like dogs. So what if you are a fine child of noble upbringing, second to House Cousland of Highever? What if you've never been trained in the slightest regard to magic in your entire life? There are still the rumors of odd things occurring around you, water freezing and things catching light when you are especially angry. It's only by luck that when your father's friend Duncan, the Grey Warden, came to conscript your brother that he also warned your mother as to your imminent fate -- the templars were coming and you were forced to flee. Far, far away from Highever to the city of Denerim to live on a petty ration.

Oh how Nobility doth decline to be forced to seek refuge with your father's Elf in the Alienage.

Templars are a dilligent lot however - not just one that will let you scamper away free. Three of them have been assigned to the case of hunting you. You are an adult, a fully grown magus child with no training, a danger to all and an abomination just waiting to spawn as they see it. But as luck would have it Denerim is a big place, a massive capital city with new people arriving every day -- much more so now that what is believed to be a blight is growing in the south. With the city so busy perhaps freedom is not entirely beyond your grasp just yet?

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doesn't matter if you're skinny
doesn't matter if you're fat

Johnny was hardly expecting visitors when biting into the breakfast pizza. One hand the pizza, the other a black coffee, artful mix that. He greeted Dallas with a little raise of the coffee and a smile. . .at least once he was done chewing.

"I suppose he is." Well he sounded jolly for this early in the morning. Mister Traunt seemed to be a morning person. Up went the fork as he started cutting pieces off the slice. Never use your hands in company, oh no. Proper manners that one. "Have to give the guy credit though. I could barely stomach the stuff and poor ol' Charlie put away almost half a bottle." Considerable counting the stuff tasted like honey infused gas - it was probably flammable. "He did have a little bird on his shoulder encouraging him though. Guess she was sad that she couldn't try it, eh?" As if it were not obvious enough he pointed his fork at her belly with a smirk. It'd come out at dinner the night before that she was pregnant. Good luck hiding a thing like that though. Tell one person and it spreads outward. 'Be careful of the pregnant girl.' turns into 'Don't let the pregnant girl drink anything!' That sort of ordeal.

Now if only he could recall her name and avoid making an a** of himself.

Oh, he'd probably heard it at dinner. Surely he had. He'd heard quite a few names though and recalled almost none of them. Too many at once and . . .well. . .he'd never been one for recall of such things anyway. The bearded man had spent only an hour in his room before departing to the car for a coffee. Coffee turned into casual conversation with other passengers about the this and that's of train travel, then a snack, then more coffee, and finally dinner with most of the train. Quite a little friend circle by that point. He ate with a group of people he'd just met that included the young woman in front of him, a man in an orange jacket, and an older woman with an interesting hat. Names, names, never was his strong suit. Especially considering that right after dinner the train staff had offered them a 'sample glass' of the 'finest local brew' that apparently caught on enough for some rather heavy [at least by Johnny's standards] drinking. He was lucky enough to not be hung over. Judging by how few of the people from dinner were sitting with them at the moment it was safe to say he'd gotten off quite lucky.

With the pizza done Johnny pushed aside the plate and nursed his coffee.

"Ever find the person you were looking for last night?"

It'd been hard not to notice the way she'd kept eyes on the door. . .at least when not encouraging them to drink.

The pregnant bird had been doing quite a bit of that.





you can dress up like a sultan
in you're onion head hat

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【 STACEY ★ w r i g h t 】 → ♀ 16

----------------------{リヒツ ★サテシ }

---► French Hornist of the S - Oke
---► American (German / Polish / British)
---► From Pittsburgh, PA, USA
---► Born February 28th
---► 2nd Year Student
---► Element of Earth
---► She loves video games.
---► Independent, Masculine, Outgoing, and Curious
---► Muse of Electronic

Stacey has always lived in Pittsburgh with her mother. Her father divorced her mother at a young age, and when she was younger she would spend weekends with him. Her mother had a difficult time getting money for her family... And Stacey didn't live in the safest part of town either. She has always been the tomboy of the group and not many girls could relate to her. She would spend time playing on video games in order to get herself away from reality. She is rather close to 【 RiKE ★ s c h i r m e r 】 because the two have lived almost in the same living conditions. She is also close to 【 NiKA ★ s t e r n 】 because of her love of anime and video games.

---► open | applied for | reserved | taken

This is the background check. First do this and PM it with the title "Harmony~!". I will delete your entry if it does not have a title or the correct title so be careful please. This is for my own organization.

★ username;

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★ person;

Stacey Wright

★ profile;

[listI was planning to base her appearance off Oregano from Hitman Reborn. Even if you are into the series, probably do not remember her, haha. That much of a bit part. Her. As for history, I"m a fan of the simple as opposed to SUPER EXTREME DRAMATIC. I figured that I would stick to the simple 'accepted to prestigious school' catagory. Giving some SUPER SERIOSU reason for her and her mother moving to Japan from the US would just weigh the character down. As for personality, I'm digging the idea of a fiercely independent character. Her personality in the snippet was outgoing, curious, masculine, and independent, and I'm thinking I could have some fun with that by making her a bit stand-offish and awkward. I know, outgoing and awkward? What? It works with people who do not really think about what they are saying before they say it. I'm thinking that sort of offensive character. It especially works since she is a fan of video games - interactive energetic things. I'd make her a fan of competitive gaming to tie into the general 'masculine gamer' stereotype, as opposed to classic RPGs and stuff. As for anime, I think it would be fun to make her not much a fan of it. That way can ahve fun relationship with Nika who's interest seem to contradict with her's, but close enough to be friendly. Sports would go along with the interest in competition and winning. I'm really keying in on the idea of a fast paced, energetic, and athletic character, seeing as how she is the Muse of Electronic Music.

★ ideas;

I am really not too sure what to type here. It depends heavily on how the RP itself progresses and the other characters interacted with. At the start of the RP - I'm thinking the character would be pretty socially isolated. Not by depression angst/angst, more by choice, just not thinking people are much worth putting up with. I am thinking that over the course of the RP this could be prone to change see'ing as how she would be working with others more. As for the actual conflict in the RP, I'm thinking that at the start she would see it as something of another 'competition', something to be the best at, so she would probably be intense about the whole fighting thing. Kind of oblivious in regard to others again though - so the overarcing, 'GOAL' of stopping the disonnance itself would likely not sink in so well. I'm really thinking that this character will be stuck doing Soloist attacks for quite some time before even considering branching into Duet, haha. As for the weapon form of the French Horn, I am still somewhat undecided on what. A massive shield would be one choice of it but I am also digging the idea of a massive chakram. Playing off the size and circular shape, obviously.

★ time;

Until December the 11'th, good luck seeing me online. Finals are wrapping up and I am in the final push. After that though I'll be at home for break, no job, no school, and pretty much nothing to do, so I will be posting quite often and actively. Once February rolls around I will be back in school and starting a busy semester so I'll likely decline quite a bit in the OOC. However, I susepct I'll still be able to make at least three posts a week since I wake up very early in the morning to exercise. Could just do it before leaving.

★ samples;

Feel free to pillage my test thread for samples.
-One sample on how you would act as your character (mandatory)

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xoxoxo x. ________ ( first middle last )

» CURRENT AGE AND BIRTHDAY

» WHERE YOU CURRENTLY GO TO SCHOOL

» DATING / CRUSHING ON ANYONE?

» ANYTHING ELSE THAt IS NEW?

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Reservation.
name;; Castiel [Future]
age;; 34
i'm diggin a little of;; Dean Winchester [Past]

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v71/Ethan4546/Castiel-5-04-castiel-8513659-100-10.jpg

It is super late and I'm super tired when I found your thread.
So I'm hoping I am doing this reservation right. >___>

I did not see anything about samples but just in case, my test thread.

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++++++++++++++++۩ Weak - - - Men - - - Seek - - - Pleasure - - - Over - - - Truth ۩

++++++++++++++++『 CASTIEL 』
++++++++++++++++New Age Escapist

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The room was nigh silent. It was all grey walls and one adorned with a large mirror that - quite obviously - showed only one side. The door was thick steel that probably could not be effected by a grenade, and the guard standing stock still beside it looked similar. He was not armed judging by looks alone but that was to the untrained eye. No, that guy was definitely a cyborg. That much Collie was for sure of as he stared at the guy, once again disregarding the investigator across from him. Somewhere between smoking his cigarette and watching the cybernetic human her words were just not as important.

"Please, would you just state your name?" The brunette, well dressed woman stole a glance at the mirror while talking. In his head Collie had some big tale going on about how she was sleeping with her boss and he was watching, and she was worried their affair would end cause she was a bad interrogator. Was that the case? Probably not - it was a ridiculous tale. Judging by his face you'd think his cyberbrain had a spell of brain-down. Those brown eyes of his looked so dull, uninterested, nigh stark contrast to what one in police custody was expected to have. They'd been ten minutes in interview and all he had done thus far was plant an elbow on the table, drop his forehead on his hand, and only change positions when taking a puff. Why the cigarettes if he was not cooperating? It was all they could give the guy to even get his eyes open. Those brown eyes that were, even now, staring at anything but the woman from the slits between his fingers. All these mannerisms made her -- no, all of them -- nervous just to be alone with him. She'd drawn the short straw to be given the duty and the only solace was the combat cyborg ready to deal with any outbreaks.

The man before her was, to a degree, more dangerous then any murderer. He was a regresser.

It was a term that'd been long brewing on the net but fresh on the streets. Regressers, people who got so into brain dives that they started losing track of reality. Men and women, sometimes children, who wanted to be one with the collective consciousness of the net. They were disturbed, problem people with troubled minds, or so the government said. The police tended to just consider them criminal minds. Who had the best homebrew brain upgrade software, patches, and hardware? It certainly was not the good, upstanding citizens who made good use of their cyberbrains. No - it was regressers who wanted the best experience they could get. They were notorious for hacking the system core of their own minds and making upgrades. Even more so was their infamy for 'code theft', stealing special software coding to integrate into their own system as a patch. These were the things that made them truly dangerous. You never knew what had been installed. In this case they knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that this was no cyborg sitting in front of her. All the parts but his brain and linked connectors were one hundred percent human. But, with that said, they still had no idea what was installed in that head of his. It was part of why she had been chosen to talk to him. Send the person with no cyberbrain to face a masterful one.

"Sir, I need your name." It was the first step. The initializing to the interrogation. Unskippable.

And he finally seemed to realize that.

"Johnny Truant." His voice, the first she'd heard it, was not as flat as initially expected. It had a hint of accent - American, not British - and had a arch to it and roll of the 'Tr' sound. It could have been the gravels of Satan to the investigator though, she looked ecstatic. At least until she glanced down at the open folder before her to confirm what he had said. After that she had a frown firm enough to curdle milk. He smiled behind his hand, she did not see it. Instead the brunette woman slapped a hand to the table, "Look! I do not have time for these games! You are not Johnny Truant," He opened his mouth to speak but just let it drift close with a smile as she cut him off, "You are not Leonardo Jones, Viktor Klause, or Gregori Rasputin either!" At that he rolled his eyes - of course that last one was an utter lie. That only seemed to fuel her rage as she jumped to her feet, pushing the chair back, and finally snapped and yelled,

"Your name is Evan Collie, age twenty-three, born in America right!?"

She looked ready to choke him to death when he smiled at her and spoke a simple, "Yes, that's right."

There was a warning buzz that came from somewhere in the room, a hidden speaker? That was apparently all it took to cowl the woman. She sang back into her seat with a great big sigh. Evan Collie, her unfortunate conversation partner, quirked a brow at it and leaned back in the seat with a heavy slump. The movement caused some ashs to fall on his sand colored sweatshirt but he paid it no mind. Not that anyone expected burned clothes to matter to him. His faded, stonewash jeans were not only too big for him and held up by a black leather belt, but they were also covered in tiny black scorched holes. Probably cause? Brain diving with a cigarette in hand. Mother of all bad ideas. He probably had wonderful skin damage due to it. Everything about him looked faded, unkept, and ratty. His reddish-brown hair, almost auburn but a bit lighter then that, was off hinge and looking like it needed to see about ten minutes with a brush. It like he barely cared at all. The thing was that he probably really didn't, and that was the problem. Yet there was one thing of which to take proper note. His skin, teeth, and hair were all immacuately clean. Perhaps they were not well groomed but they were clean of filth. Another trait of his sort, maintaining the body so as to not cause function issues with the mind. Some just rubbed their skin almost off but he was not a bruised red welt, that was good.

She coughed, "Now. With that out of the way we can move on to the real question. Mister Collie," He rolled his eyes at the 'mister' and she pointedly ignored the act. ", did you know that you were arrested under suspicion of attempting to steal a communications code from a local vid-phone booth? We've been unable to clarify on if the code is still there or not. Would you please tell us what you did with it?" It was likely she did not expect him to actually answer. At any rate the woman almost dropped the cup of coffee she was sipping when he did. "I stored them on a private server. It's easily accessible but I'd have to link to your cybor-" She cut him off with a very firm, "No." He hardly looked disgruntled at all. Instead he sighed, ground his cigarette out on the table, and muttered a low, "Well, I guess I'll keep on getting free phone service in Britain then." And that was that.

He went for another smoke and she quickly snatched the pack away. The glaring match was on.

"Well, at any rate, I'm sure you are aware that you are wanted in Germany in connection to theft of a new security patch that the Ableton Company was working on?" He stared at her in such a way as to convey the message, 'You are retarded and I hate you.' It apparently unnerved her, she gave him the cigarettes back. That was all it took to bring back the despondent expression. "Can you tell us what you did with the patch?" He ignored her in favor of searching for a lighter - she handed him one. That apparently earned his favor after the chain smoker lit up, "Can't give it up. I integrated it into my Medigo OS. The only way to get it out is to do a full brain down and untangle the code piece by piece from the drive I backed it up to." He seemed to know exactly what question her opening mouth was about to spew as he threw a hand up (causing the Cyborg to take a single step forward and her to jerk back) before continuing, "No. I'll not tell you where I stored it. Just know that it's in a very, very important part of my brain, and I converted it into a homebrew code." The message was painfully clear, 'It's in my head and it's not coming out.'

Another buzz went off except this time with voice, "Sarah, the envoy from Germany just got off the plane."

Collie looked at the brunette investigator - Sarah - for an investigation as she gathered her things. At first it seemed like she'd not give one. Yet as all the folders and papers came into her arms she stopped and peered at him down her nose. "As soon as they heard you were caught the Germans dispatched an envoy. I can see why though. You stole a code allowing you access to the whole grid of Ableton cameras. It's no surprise they want to talk to you about getting their privacy back." She seemed to rush the door once his stare went thoughtful - which meant unnervingly focused - on what she had said, but it was turned upon her. It looked like he was focusing on her. Obviously not her thing. She paused just long enough at the door to throw back a, "Oh! And do not try and do a brain dive in this room. It's firewalled. Don't think you'll be able to dive without someone in the station noticing! Several of our surveillance cyborgs are monitoring this room!" And with that high and mighty declaration she rushed from the room, her cyborg following, and the heavy door slammed shut behind them.

That left Collie alone and bored. He went for another cigarette then stopped with a sigh. She took the lighter.

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+++++++++++++++++++++What a day, young boy next door passed away.
+++++++++++++++++++++It makes me wanna say,
+++++++++++++++++++++"Hey, I don't wanna waste another day."

+++++++++++++++++++++But alot can happen before tomorrow.

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"I am building a new religion here with the tenets of
love, compassion, and anonymous group sex."
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The Future Castiel ↙
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..................jaded ★ sarcastic ★ intoxicated


﹙ ★ ﹚o Pastor to the Believers, Angel to the Snide
﹙ ★ ﹚o This body should be about thirty four.
﹙ ★ ﹚o Jimmy was Taurus, May 8'th.
﹙ ★ ﹚o Dean of the Good Ol' Days
﹙ ★ ﹚o Ocular Penetration
oooooooooooooooo ↘ i 'm that fallen angel
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PM Title: I'm Learning To Jump Waves

❝ username ❞ ● ● ● Ocular Penetration

❝ character ❞ ● ● ●

Well I will be playing a boy. I tried to find someone to come into the roleplay with me but most of my people seem to have lost interest in Loveless. It's super sad. So I guess I will need to find a roleplay partner in the OOC thread who wants to pair up.

As for my own character. I am pretty flexible. I do not have an actual partner so I can not go out and saw, "I'll be playing Sacrifice/Fighter" as it's entirely possible I'll have to switch. Though I would really rather play a Sacrifice if it were possible, oh ho ho. For the rest of the character I'm thinking of going the Knight route. Except not making a very active one. As in, a member for the act of being a member, not because of some deep routed disdain against the Council. It would be really great if his partner could be an active hater or something. Blarrrgghhh, I need to find someone.

The character has won six beauty pageants and is a lead singer in a rock band.
At eighteen.

. . .Just kidding.

Future plans for the character? To eventually find a reason to actually take part in said conflict shortly after it starts. Pretty broad I know. I'm not a fan of planning before the roleplay even starts and I know the other characters, so not much here. Sorry. ;__:

This is the image I plan to use.

❝ activity ❞ ● ● ● Until at least February, often. After that, remains to be seen.

❝ samples ❞ ● ● ●

My sample thread is packed with examples for me.

Here are some in thread samples though: x x x
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Sephiroth was defeated.
Holy was invoked to save the world from Meteor.
Three months ago the remnants were defeated as well.
The people were saved from Geostigma by the ancient's blessing.

But there is always a new crisis.

It is a well known fact that after the Meteor Crisis the Shinra Corporation was strong armed by the people into disbanding it's military forces. Many of the soldiers returned home to their families to work simple day to day jobs. There were serveral who took their military experience into private contracting, bodyguard work, and many signed up for direct exchange program for jobs with World Regensis Organization ran by Reeve Teusti. With the WRO quickly moving to replace Shinra as the world's 'peace keepers' it seems the most logical choice for all involved.

There is just one thing everyone is forgetting: SOLDIER.

As far as most of the world is concerned the private military group just vanished in a puff of smoke with the disollution of Shinra. More likely - no one wants to address the problem. You see them sometimes, Ex-SOLDIER members. They cower in the streets with the disdain of the people directed at them - blaming them for all the actions of corrupt Shinra as they were it's 'poster soldiers'. They were not given unemployment for their discontinued service at Shinra and due to their enhanced mako abilities, most are not offered positions at the World Regenesis Organization, as the company is highly concerned with it's blossoming image. Instead they work odd jobs here and there - many of them taking to using their abilities for more questionable employment.

All of them end the same way though -- broken.

Shinra was a meticulous company if nothing else. Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal, Zack, Cloud Strife, and more off the record, there are far too many examples of SOLDIER going rogue. Just one or two of them can cause incredible collateral damage to society. They needed a way to keep them firmly under control. Unsurprisingly, Hojo was the benefactor of the solution - a simple thing really - just enhance the Mako dosage with an additional chemical - a highly addictive chemical. It became part of standard operations at SOLDIER. The average grunt can go weeks without any adverse side effects and many of them are highly stocked on routine supplements to 'counter-act the negative effects of mako infusion'. The problem though? It has been over two years since Shinra fell and no one is paying reparations to these people nor are they being provided what they need. It was small at first -- concentrated attacks against Shinra warehouses looking for the chemical substance known as 'O-isopropyl methylphosphonofluoridate GB' or 'Isoprol' in the labs. On the street though? Ex-SOLDIER are snatching up hits of 'Oxy' - short for Oxygen obviously, a cold joke on how some junkies suffocate because their throat swells up when on the down binge. It was easy to get at first - many were still stocked on pills. Now that the warehouses are running out and most of the reserves are gone - they've gotten desperate. So they just have to take it. . .and so the wave of attacks started.

Yesterday a train full of explosives went off a rail going up the pillar and crashed into a medical facility functioning out of the section six slums. This happened at the same time Reeve Teusti was giving a speech on television, a broadcast hacked into and taken over by another image, a hooded figure declaring his group responsible for the attack, citing their demands that more Isoprol be made available, and giving a name, the "Mako Victimization Survivors", the MVS for short. There will be more attacks until they are given exactly what they want.

. . .But a new company like the WRO can't just give into terrorists, now can it?

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owner Ocular Penetration
inspiration FFVII
time Two Years After
setting Midgar
romance All Sexualities
characters Canons and OCs
classification Lit to Adv
status Under Construction

Hello there! Glad to see you stumbled across my RP!

I am going to assume that all of you have at some point played FFVII or one of the subsequent sequels / prequels to it. Please do not join if you have not -- there is almost no chance of you keeping up with the storyline going on here. Personally I am a huge fan of the compilation and decided I'd like to try and make a roleplay featuring my favorite part of it -- SOLDIER. So I did! Welcome!

The following summary is the plot in a nutshell.

SOLDIERS, after the events of FFVII, were looked down upon as ex-dogs of Shinra, people who 'sold their souls' for power and prestige in a corrupt company. It was hardly fair treatment as the public seemed to forget that a mere two years prior - these were the people that children aspired to be like - heroes and leaders of society, people who would protect you from terrorists and beasts! Now they are publically despised, humilitated, not allowed good work, and they can't hide it because the glow of their eyes gives them away. Worst of all though - they can't escape the shadow of shinra, it haunts them with the addiction to Mako. . .and no one seems to care.

Sound interesting? Then read on to find out more about how we'll play it!

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[Ocular Penetration]

The Story Behind
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» Recording_Frozen_Time

++Two Years After FFVII - 3 Months After Kadaj

Sephiroth was defeated.
Holy was invoked to save the world from Meteor.
Three months ago the remnants were defeated as well.
The people were saved from Geostigma by the ancient's blessing.

But there is always a new crisis.

It is a well known fact that after the Meteor Crisis the Shinra Corporation was strong armed by the people into disbanding it's military forces. Many of the soldiers returned home to their families to work simple day to day jobs. There were serveral who took their military experience into private contracting, bodyguard work, and many signed up for direct exchange program for jobs with World Regensis Organization ran by Reeve Teusti. With the WRO quickly moving to replace Shinra as the world's 'peace keepers' it seems the most logical choice for all involved.

There is just one thing everyone is forgetting: SOLDIER.

As far as most of the world is concerned the private military group just vanished in a puff of smoke with the disollution of Shinra. More likely - no one wants to address the problem. You see them sometimes, Ex-SOLDIER members. They cower in the streets with the disdain of the people directed at them - blaming them for all the actions of corrupt Shinra as they were it's 'poster soldiers'. They were not given unemployment for their discontinued service at Shinra and due to their enhanced mako abilities, most are not offered positions at the World Regenesis Organization, as the company is highly concerned with it's blossoming image. Instead they work odd jobs here and there - many of them taking to using their abilities for more questionable employment.

All of them end the same way though -- broken.

Shinra was a meticulous company if nothing else. Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal, Zack, Cloud Strife, and more off the record, there are far too many examples of SOLDIER going rogue. Just one or two of them can cause incredible collateral damage to society. They needed a way to keep them firmly under control. Unsurprisingly, Hojo was the benefactor of the solution - a simple thing really - just enhance the Mako dosage with an additional chemical - a highly addictive chemical. It became part of standard operations at SOLDIER. The average grunt can go weeks without any adverse side effects and many of them are highly stocked on routine supplements to 'counter-act the negative effects of mako infusion'. The problem though? It has been over two years since Shinra fell and no one is paying reparations to these people nor are they being provided what they need. It was small at first -- concentrated attacks against Shinra warehouses looking for the chemical substance known as 'O-isopropyl methylphosphonofluoridate GB' or 'Isoprol' in the labs. On the street though? Ex-SOLDIER are snatching up hits of 'Oxy' - short for Oxygen obviously, a cold joke on how some junkies suffocate because their throat swells up when on the down binge. It was easy to get at first - many were still stocked on pills. Now that the warehouses are running out and most of the reserves are gone - they've gotten desperate. So they just have to take it. . .and so the wave of attacks started.

Yesterday a train full of explosives went off a rail going up the pillar and crashed into a medical facility functioning out of the section six slums. This happened at the same time Reeve Teusti was giving a speech on television, a broadcast hacked into and taken over by another image, a hooded figure declaring his group responsible for the attack, citing their demands that more Isoprol be made available, and giving a name, the "Mako Victimization Survivors", the MVS for short. There will be more attacks until they are given exactly what they want.

. . .But a new company like the WRO can't just give into terrorists, now can it?

[Ocular Penetration]

The Logic Behind
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» Terms_of_Service

++Posting and Literacy

✼ All posts must be at least three paragraphs.
✼ You are expected to post once a week. Can't? Tell us in the OOC.
✼ Have a good reason. 'Writers block' is not a good reason.
✼ Post layouts as great, please have one. Need help? Ask.
✼ On that note - all font should be size 11 or below in the actual post.
✼ I like colors as much as anyone - that said please do not blind me.
✼ Failure to post for two weeks - excused or not - will get your character revoked.
✼ You can hit me with your excuse to the above. I may accept it; probably not.

++Maturity and Content

✼ Know and understand Gaia's TOS - obviously.
✼ You can be romantic in this RP but drop it when pants come off.
✼ No cybering anywhere on the site. If you must sex scene - skip to after.
✼ I am completely okay with cursing but do not get ridiculous with it.
✼ Read the rule above then apply it to violence and gore as well.
✼ Yes, soldiers are strong, but no flying, no matter what Advent / CC say.
✼ Any overtly obvious instance of godmodding will result in your removal.
✼ Do not start preaching about how this RP does not work; main story diversion.

++Characters

✼ If you play a canon. . .then try and stay canon.
✼ Canon character sexualities are up to you entirely.
✼ No, you can not be a member of Deep Ground.
✼ Yes there are roles. No - you do not have to be a loyalist. Get creative.
✼ You may have one canon and one original.
✼ Want to play a terrorist? Talk to Ocular - it's possible.
✼ If the RP starts to stagnate we may time skip.
✼ Do not feel as though Ocular is the only plot mover. You can do it too!

xxxxMore can be added to this post at any time.

[Ocular Penetration]

The Old Players
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» The_Canon_Characters

✼ Cloud Strife - 'Jenova War Hero' | [Open] [Age 23]
Just a simple delivery man trying to get by without being bothered by a world disaster.

✼ Tifa Lockhart - 'Seventh Heaven Owner' | [Open] [Age 22]
Can't a person own a bar and not get wrapped up in terrorist plots?

✼ Rufus Shinra - 'President Of A Fallen Company' | [Taken by Ocular Penetration] [Age 25]
Not everyone has forgiven the man who helped make things the way they are.

✼ Tseng - 'Head Of The Turks' | [Open] [Age 31]
Never had an easy job - it's about to get harder as trouble comes knocking.

✼ Reno - 'Walking Collateral Damage' | [Open] [Age 24]
Work never quits. . .nor do terrorist cells and need for explosions.

✼ Rude - 'Quiet Partner With Trendy Glasses' | [Open] [Age 27]
Work never quits. . .nor do terrorist cells and crushed shades.

✼ Elena - 'Overzealous Secretary Turned Turk' | [Open] [Age 22]
Work never quits. . .nor do terrorist cells and endless paperwork.

✼ Reeve Teusti - 'Leader of the WRO' | [Open] [Age 34]
There you are getting the world back on track and someone has to knock you down.

More characters can be added as requested and felt appropriate, ask in the OOC.

[Ocular Penetration]

The New Parts
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» World_Regenesis_Organization

✼ [♀] The Prized Assistant - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 22-28]

This is the woman behind the man of Reeve Teusti. Except he's completely reliable and she just offsets that, no? Assistant, secretary, helper, call her whatever you want, but most in the company know to go to her when things get rough. Some have even taken to calling her 'Vice President of the WRO', she gets hounded endlessly..

✼ [♂] The Idealistic Youth - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 17-20]

No one is drawn to the WRO like the young. It's practically the newest, most fashionable thing around to be a member. People respect you, you do good deeds, and most of all there is a pretty sweet paycheck which you can put towards college and stuff! Amazing deal, right? Right! It's people like you on the streets putting out the pamphlets and helping build houses for those in need. Without you, why, there would not even be a WRO! Endangered Scientist is your older sister.

✼ [♂] The Ex Grunt - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 24-35]

Back in the glory days of Shinra you were. . .exactly what you are now - a lowly grunt working guard duty, escort missions, and taking orders from the higher ups. Never really moved up the chain because you were a total jerk-off in your youth and never got promoted. Seems not much has changed, still bottom of the totem in the WRO. What's this though? Terrorists on the loose? Danger to the president and his assistant? A promotion? You are moving on up as a bodyguard!

» Old_Shinra_Corporation

✼ [♀] The Endangered Scientist - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 23-32]

Remember Hojo? You should - you were one of his lab techs. Never got access to the really spicy experiments but you did clean up after him, sterilize the equipment, and get to give the injections. Even got to help him make some of them. That's all odl news though - Shinra's collapsed and you are living a normal life with your two year old child as a single mom. Who would think you'd be targeted for the injection you gave out on Hojo's orders? Idealistic youth is your younger brother.

✼ [♂] The Company Face - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 23-34]

No one really wants to see Rufus Shinra on television talking about the future of Shinra, right? He would probably be assassinated by a sniper. Instead you, the new Vice President of the Company, handle all social affairs like conferences and such. The real wheeling and dealing is still the presidents thing though. You see him maybe once a month, sometimes just on a vid screen, and usually just take orders through the Turks. Sorry, you are basically Rufus Shinra's bobblehead.

✼ [♀] The Veteran Reporter - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 23-40]

You ere there in the glory days of Shinra when the stories were fresh and ready to be told. Out on the streets hunting down the next big news source, that's you. Not much has changed either. Still out there getting the story, still pushing agendas without really meaning to. Always had a soft spot for the Shinra Organization - a lot of the stuff put out about them is false and you just know it. . .no matter how much is actually true. Someone has to get the real story out though!

✼ [♂] The Remaining Soldier - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 22-28]

Not every member of SOLDIER was booted off the company roster. A lucky few like you just had their job title changed. Well, not quite, you were poor and out of ork until just after the Kadaj incident when one Rufus Shinra stopped by and hired you. Something about needing a bodyguard who can fight off other mako infused invividuals. Kind of scathing for the Turks right? Maybe that's why they are not fond of you? But hey, you are the personal bodyguard of Rufus Shinra! Talk about moving up!

» Mako_Victimization_Survivors

✼ [♀] The Victims Host - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 26-28]

Someone had to fight for justice for the forgotten - you just happened to be the first to take up the mantle. Oh, you tried peaceful means, almost all of the people did. Nothing ever came of it though. If anything it just made the oppression worse. Now though, with you at the helm, they are starting to fight back. You have to be cold, ruthless, and efficient to win this one. . .funny. . .Shinra taught you how to be all of those things and more. Can you really stomach the things you must do to get what you want though? The terrorist acts? The collateral damage? You have to, nothing else seems to work. . .and this seemed to do the trick for Avalanche.

✼ [♂] The Masked Speaker - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 24-28]

If Shinra owes the Victims anything, you feel they owe you even more. You were one of the first to run out of the pills needed to stave off withdraw. Shakes, tremors, weeks of little to no sleep, and a constant grating sensation in your skull. It's a wonder you did not die. Instead you had to use your amazing abilities to steal and work questionable jobs just to get by. You served with the Host during your time at Shinra. . .you wasted no time in joining up when she approached you. The one speaking during the hacked broadcast was you.

✼ [♂] The Gimp Hacker - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 21-27]

All SOLDIER members are of course trained in combat. Not all of them really excel at it though. Sure, stronger and faster is obvious, but some people just lack the coordination and skill. Why even put them in SOLDIER then? The group was very closed off and needed hackers and such too, you filled the role. Now you still fill the role of computer tech - one specially scouted out by the Host for your skills. Too bad she did not pull you out of Wall Market before a group of attackers crippled your right leg. Now you have to walk with a cane lest you lose your balance, a fresh reminder of how you've been wronged.

✼ [♂] The Last Soldier - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 24-30]

Shinra, to the very end, was producing SOLDIER, even as Cloud and Company flew north to battle Sephiroth and Jenova. You may very well be the last person to have ever been given the rank of SOLDIER. No one showed up after you, the last on record. That also meant that your troubles with addiction are better off then most. Unfortunately, it also means you got the tail end of the bad deal. Now here you are - a member of a terrorist cell that says they are fighting for you, but you question their methods. You are the father of the Endangered Scientist's child, though you've not spoken in two years.

✼ [♀] The Victims Sympathizer - _____ _____ | [Open] [Age 16-21]

When the Victims broadcast first came on, most people wrote them off as a Terror cell with no just cause, cruel inhuman villians. Some people had a different take on it. You in particular had a unique one - your father became a member of SOLDIER shortly after you were born and took part in the Wutai conflict. He died there but you remember him fondly. . .enough to know it's terrible how SOLDIERS are treated now. Ever since you saw the broadcast you've been trying to make contact. Funny, considering that you are the younger cousin the WRO Vice President.

More roles to be added as felt needed by the plot.