Back in the Time of Tylon...

[CelestialSuicune]

In the latter half of the 20th century, burgeoning population and the rapid development of technology have affected the Earth's environment in various ways. How unfortunate it is that destructive actions should have been set in motion!

Humans, who once gave birth to a flourishing civilization, are heading for collapse. Earth is exposed to serious damage through the self-destructive acts of mankind, which is itself a part of the earth. The danger inherent in their current relationship is approaching criticality, as if the two sides were waiting for the terrifying sweep of some fatal blade.

So basically, years somewhere around 1998, et Multinational Tylon Corps is off doing it's works. Basically, this RP is based off of the first Bloody Roar game.

I originally intended this for OCs only just for a different story sake, but something like that wouldn't seem to work out, so... yeah. Both canon and original character participation is appreciated.

To claim/add a character, please PM me instead of posting in the thread! Anyone posting in here to claim someone will be ignored!

Original Character participating:
Lin Ming- CelestialSuicune
Dougal Ian Boyd- CelestialSuicune
Kurami Uchimaru- CelestialSuicune
Maclaws Lamont-Buchanan- Ghost_The_Impure

Canon Characters claimed
Yugo Ohgami-
Alice Nonomura-
Jin Long-
Alan Gado-
Hans Tauberman "Fox"-
Greg-
Mitsuko Nonomura-
Uriko Nonomura-

WARNING: When claiming a canon character, I recommend doing a little research of the characters if you had not played the earlier playstation BR games. They may not be as you know them from the later games (especially Uriko.)

Aaaand let er' rip~  

[Sir Kedsafus]

"If this testing is all for a better cause, a greater good... Why must people be so miserable? Steven makes people live forever by ******** with a person's DNA just so, and Busuzima... as smart as he is, he's a ******** loony." Maclaws mumbled to himself, looking up at the ceiling of his room from his cot. They couldn't even afford some ******** beds... Cheap ******** was supposed to be working, but he honestly didn't want to today. He loved the science, just not the screaming. It was annoying and hurt his ears. Sighing, he sat up and slowly paced the length of the floor in a zig-zagging pattern. I hope I don't have to deal with this stuff anymore. There's plenty of science elsewhere... like the science of killing.
Lately he had taken up a second job within Tylon Corps. twisted halls: being an assassin. Now THAT is fun. The adrenaline, all the different ways you can kill someone... the kill. A small smile danced across his lips at the thought.  

[CelestialSuicune]

Lin Ming leaned against the steel pole, his job application papers fluttering in his hand. As contented as he was, he couldn't help but wonder why he remained so content; after all, he was just hired to serve as an assassin for Tylon Corporations. He didn't even know how he got the job. He has never killed anyone; the lad exhaled, shrugging his shoulders. It doesn't really matter now: he's been hired, he's getting paid for it, and that's all that matters.

He glanced at the papers again, taking in small details, although a small sticky note caught his attention. Lin peeled the yellow note off the other papers, reading the name written on it. "...Dougal Ian Boyd...?" He murmured to himself, "An' jes' who in the hell is that?"

"An' that'd be me."

Lin jerked back against the pole as a huge arm from behind the pole hooked onto his neck. Choking, Lin dug his nails into the arm. A Scottish accent snarled from behind "C'mon, that ain't gotta be all ya got, boy!"
Lin at that point slammed his elbow towards the side of the pole, hoping to strike a abdomen side close by.

With his luck, he heard a grunt as well as the arm loosening from his neck. Hacking, Lin fell to the ground. His breath was short; the attack was unexpected. He then felt a foot slam into his back, slamming him down into the cold cement floor.

"... Ya got plenty of flaws in your fightin', that's for sure."

Lin looked up towards the figure above him. "Wh-what are ye doing? Ye tryin' to kill me or somethin'?!"

The Scotsman shrugged "Jes' seeing what my new partners made of. I take it ya ain't done much fightin' work, have ya?"

Lin flinched "New... partner?"
The man nodded "Aye, the superiors said you were going to need a senior partner for a couple o' months to get ya through the job." Lin continued to stare with eyebrows raised. The other man continued on, "The name's Dougal Boyd. Call me Dougal, Doug, Douglas, hell I don' care."

"Ehhhh... Lin Ming... I guess."

Dougal stared his partner "...Lin Ming?"
"Ummmm... something wrong with that?"
"Ain't that a Chinese name?"
Lin Ming's lips pursed out of confusion, "Ummmm... Yeah?"
Dougal leaned towards the lad "Well, by listenin' to your accent, ya sound more Irish than anything."
"Ehhhh... Well my ma was Irish, an' my Auld Boy was Chinese."
Dougal looked even more confused at this point "....Your what?"
"My Auld boy? Father? Dad? Old man?"
Dougal nodded, turning away, "Ah, right. Anyways, we need to get ya ready for the courses now."
Lin paused, "The what?"
Dougal swung back, his face bewildered "Do ya know ANYTHING about this job, boy?!"
Lin said nothing.
Dougal rolled his eyes, dragging the China-Irish man by his mandarin collar, "This is goin' to be a looooong couple o' months..."  

[Sir Kedsafus]

Deciding to go into the labs and work anyway, Maclaws grabbed some pants and threw them on. He would just have to do it again tomorrow, and if he didn't show his face around at least once today it was going to get worse... sometime in the near future. Slamming his room door behind him, Maclaws walked down the hall at a slow pace. He wasn't in much of a hurry (Busuzima would probably just think he was working on some other projects or something... with him, who the ******** knows?). As he rounded a corner two figures came into view: Boyd and some new person.
I'm in no real hurry... Wonder who the fresh meat is? "Oi Doug, 'ose the new meat, ah? New par'ner o' yours 'r somethin'?" Came his deep voice as he got closer to the pair messing with each other.  

[CelestialSuicune]

Dougal glanced his eyes at the fellow coworker. He let out a small grin, smacking Lin on the back. The Irish-Chinese man nearly toppled over.
"Aye, that's fresh meat alright. He's gonna take a couple o' months to man him up. After that, gonna see what them Big Wigs want with em'."
Glancing at the other man sheepishly, Lin gave a tiny little wave. "...'Ello." This whole thing was kind of embarassing, looking like the runt of the group, but he was the new worker, so what is there to expect. Not to mention odd; Chinese man with a heavy Irish accent, it just ain't normal.
Dougal then spoke up, "Shouldn't ya be at the lab right now, Maclaws?"  

[Sir Kedsafus]

Maclaws grinned, flashing a quick wink at the lithe Chinese man. Oh, how he LOVED messing with the newbies! He wasn't too sure what he was going to do to him, but Lin seemed like a meek little fellow and wasn't sure if he should make it more of a welcoming gut-bust or a welcoming bash. When Dougal mentioned how he should be at his workstation Maclaws flicked his attention away from his thoughts of pranks.
"Aye, I should; bu' I think Buzu can hol' off'er a bit longer. 'Sides, 's not of'n we get summ'un new 'ere." He smiled, flipping his attention back over to Lin. "'N 'oo migh' ye be, lad?"  

[CelestialSuicune]

Lin Ming glanced at the grinning man, his eye twitched. He didn't know whether to grin back or run, but answering the question, he replied "Ehhhh, th' names Lin Ming... I jes' got hired 'ere today." He had no clue what he was so weirded out about, but something was sending shivers up his spine. The people? The environment? He had no idea. However, trying to ignore it, Lin continued. "So, errr... Jes' who are ye, if I can ask?"  

[Sir Kedsafus]

As soon as Lin had finished with his creeped-out intro Maclaws burst out laughing. "I'm sorry lad! Tha' wha's too frigg'n funny!..." He had a bit of trouble regaining his composure, but managed to eventually. He took a slight pause to brush his eyes of his mirthful tears. "Sor'y 'bout the weir'ness, man. I can't 'elp but t' guage th' new people. 'M name's Maclaws, 'n it be nice t'meet ye." He grinned and put out one of his mammoth hands to shake.  

[CelestialSuicune]

"Aha...ha...ha" Lin chuckled nervously, ...Why am I laughing? he pondered, adjusting his crooked glasses. Lin put out his hand for the handshake. His eyes bulged, glaring at the size gap between hands. This Maclaws man made him feel almost tiny, as if comparing a St. Bernard to a Chihuahua. Dougal just looked at the two, chuckled to himself, raising his eyebrows. "Heh, don' worry lad, ya'll be gettin' his muscles once we beef ya up."  

[Sir Kedsafus]

"Aye lad. 'N a big'n ye'll be, too." Maclaws agreed, taking Lin's hand in his own and giving it a gentle shake. Don't wanna injure the lad on his first day. Then who knows, he might have a bit more to him then he lets on... Deciding against testing his thoughts, he decided to change the topic a bit instead. "If ya need a tour, don' min' askin' either o' us," Maclaws directed Lin's attention to Dougal with his thumb nonchalantly. "Me bud's been 'ere longer, though. 'E probably knows more." He added in a half-joking tone.  

[CelestialSuicune]

Dougal shrugged, "Eh, ya know more about some places than I do, lad." He turned around towards Lin, "Oi, I'm havin' lunch break 'ere pretty innabout five minutes, so ya gonna be on yer own for a while." Lin glanced at Doug, "Eh? Ain't we got the same break?" The Scottish man shrugged, "Ya gonna hafta check with the Bigwigs on that one." He turned back to Maclaws, "As for you, I need to see ya durin' lunchbreak, eh?"  

[Sir Kedsafus]

Maclaws lifted an eyebrow ever so slightly, wondering what it could be his fellow colleague and Scotsman would want to talk to him about. "Sure thing, boyo." He responded, turning to Lin. "Follow th' signs, lad. They'll take ya where'er ya wanna be goin', in this case th' Boss' Office." Maclaws gave Lin a grin and pointed him in the right direction, quickly turning to hustle to his colleague's side.  

[CelestialSuicune]

Lin thanked the brawly man as he proceeded deeper into the hallway. Dougal waited patiently to see that the young man was out of sight, then looking up to Maclaws, he sighed, preparing to proceeding to the opposite side of the hallway "I don' think the lad has been morphed into a zoanthrope yet. He's pretty limber, but them fighting techniques o' his ain't all that great." He then looked Maclaws in the eyes "Ya know where I'm gettin' at, eh laddie?"  

[Sir Kedsafus]

[[Oh damn... I am really sorry! I haven't been able to post in months! I WILL REMEDY THAT... NOW!]]

Maclaws narrowed his eyes just a fraction in confusion, not quite getting what his burly buddy was implying but knowing that there were many subjects it could touch on. "No' quite, Douggie..." was all he could manage as his mind thought up responses. "Ya really think 'e isn' a zoanthrope, though?" he asked as he started down the hall toward the mess hall.  

[CelestialSuicune]

[[It's alright, I'm no better. D:]]
"Well, think abou' it, Maclaws." Dougal replied, walking into the crowded mess hall, " 'is fightin' skills ain't all that great, 'e's slower n' us, and 'e ain't all thatr strong either." The zoanthrope sighed out of subjet "Gad, I hate this place. So damned crowded in 'ere all th' time." Snatching an apple from a passing-by grunts hand, he got back to the subject, ignoring the grunt's shouting and cussing. "Anyways, ya study human n' zoanthrope genetics, right?"