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NaughtyXNightmare

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PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:55 pm


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PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:57 pm


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The Rebellion
Are you ready to take a stand?

Introduction
- The Great War
- Destiny
- The Gabriel Convention
- Last Mission

Setting
- The Clean Cities
- The land
- The Highwind
- Technology

Rules
Characters
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NaughtyXNightmare

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NaughtyXNightmare

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PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:03 pm


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Introduction

The Great War

It was the year 2065; WWIII had erupted spreading chaos across the world. For a decade endless death and destruction plagued once great nations, leaving the world with only a third of its population. Though, the worst was over, more suffering was to come. For two more years the people of America were left with nothing but anarchy and ruin. Its state continuing to deteriorate; the survivors kept hoping and praying for someone to relieve them from their suffering. A messiah to take their pain away.
From the ashes of this tragedy, a single man would rise to pose as this savior, to take in their “misguided” souls and lead them to a new life, one free of poverty, pain, illness and war. And answer to their prayers. He began preaching to the people about the savage ways of the “old world”, and implanting ideas of a total reform. Soon these plans would become reality, and a new government called Destiny would emerge, finalizing this man’s power over the new nation. The new America. The next chapter in humanity.
With Garter Winchester as the new leader.

Destiny

Destiny is the government Garter had created in his reform while accepting his role as leader. The once democracy was now a totalitarian-monarchy like hybrid. While controlling the people in every way, he planned on passing down his leadership through his bloodline as time grew. Having convinced the people that this was the only way things would work, he gained more power. At this point in time the people had the illusion that Garter indeed was their savior, and taking full advantage of this, he had influenced them all to believe in his religion and only his religion. As well as him being a gift sent to them form Christ himself. Which granted him their full faith and allowed him to do as he pleased no questions asked.

In Destiny, Garter conceded on forming a military branch called EX.I.T Force (XForce for short) meaning Extermination Infiltration Task Force. His plan was to take a certain percentage of children ages 7-18 and train them to be warriors and to protect the clean cities. This of course was only to make the people feel safer, but would later serve a much greater purpose when outer rebellions formed.

As Destiny was created and stabilized, Garter made for a new constitution of sorts. This he called The Gabriel Convention.


The Gabriel Convention

The Convention is almost the polar opposite of the Constitution. Having taken away virtually every natural right, Garter raped the people of their freedom. But once again no one objected, having convinced themselves that Garter had only their profit in mind, and that this was all God’s plan.
In Garter’s earlier preaching, he had told about the flaws of the old world and how it inevitably lead to our destruction. These preachings carried through into his rules and his justification in them. Including banning of natural practices like sex, and intimacy. To Garter, sex was barbaric, and animalistic. So, he suggested artificial birth. In other words, children conceived in labs with womb simulators.
Below is a list of some of other banned practices and rules from The Gabriel Convention.

-No natural sex or physical intimacy
-No swearing or cursing
-No alcoholic beverages
-No press, art, broadcasts or public opposition to Garter or the government
-No unregistered merchant exchange
-No leaving the cities with out permission
-No weapons kept in one’s household
-If you are suspected of treason, or any other form of law breaking you will receive the proper punishment according to offense.
-If an officer or guard asks permission into your home you must allow him or her to enter.
-No one is to sleep in the same bed as another.
-If your child is chosen to attend a training school they MUST go.
-There is no negotiating of sentences of a crime.

At this point the blind faith was thinning for some. Those few who had little faith in Garter to begin with now had a voice. They began demanding a change, more rights, referencing to the old world. Desperately they tried to get the support of others, but Garter was quick to retaliate. Acting first, Garter began to tell the people of the blasphemous thoughts these people, shunning them from the society. No isolated the now “rebels” began smuggling out of the clean cities, risking it all to be free of the tyranny they had been numb to.

In this was the birth of The Rebellion.


Last Mission

Our story begins 40 years after Garter established Destiny. Drawing close to the end of his days, Garter is preparing to pass down his rule to his son Cohen. But before that takes place, Cohen is to marry a young woman named Lynn. Being a fighter in XForce, and top of her class, Lynn prepares to embark on her final mission before her marriage. Garter had managed to get information about the whereabouts of a large rebel group come to be known “The Highwind group” (named after their airship) and are preparing for an ambush. Little did they know this was a set up by the rebels, who in turn had other plans to capture Lynn and use her as a bargaining tool. Earlier that month one of their members had been captured; knowing the worth of Lynn to Cohen and overall Garter they hope to use her to retrieve their lost comrade.




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PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:34 pm


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Setting


The Clean Cities

By using the technology from before the war, Garter was able to shield the surviving cities with a sort of bubble they call “Subatmos”. (Think of a mini atmosphere.) At first it was used to protect the cities from the dangerous and unpredictable weather that had resulted of the chemical warfare used previously. (I.E severe acid rain, sand storms, etc.)
But soon the weather managed to heal and become livable at least. Yet Garter stayed constant with his tellings of how dangerous and cruel the world was outside the cities, as to keep control over the people.
The buildings with in the cities are predominantly white, as to represent the “purity of their new society”. Large housing buildings similar to apartments were built to accommodate to the restriction of living in that city. Luckily, later on more cities where built to help relive the stress.
Below are the names of the current cities:
Artega
Volter (Capitol, biggest city, also where Garter lives primarily)
Vegna (Where the XForce training camps are located)
Lutri
Kimani
Manara
Threa (first city built, old capitol)
Demani
Archea


See Map at bottom of Post for locations.


The Land

After the war, the land was more or less unlivable. Acid rain was common and could be deadly in certain areas. Heavy amounts of radiation affected local wildlife greatly, creating new mutated species, dangerous to humans. Most vegetation had been destroyed leaving the soil unanchored and unprotected making sand storms frequent. The sky, even today is constantly covered by reddish clouds, the sun is RARELY seen.
Our story mostly takes place in the Vega Plains which was formally known as Las Vegas. Not far off is the main city Volter. Key in the rebel’s plans to over throw Garter for good and make things the way they should be.

For pictures of what it would look like click here
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The Highwind

The Highwind is an old airship used in the Great War. After the rebels first left the cities they searched for a place to shelter them from the harsh weather outside. Some took up residence in large underground bomb shelters while others, like our group found old airships. This airship was in no running condition at first but after some maintenance was able to function. Soon, after considerable more work, the Highwind was even equipped with up-to-date weaponry and systems.
The Highwind is divided into 3 sections. The deck, the living quarters, and the Engine room. The deck is where all the weaponry, navigation and technical things are carried out. At the head of the deck there is a giant window of sorts that looks out in front of the ship, with a retractable steel shield for protection when needed. The living quarters contain 35 rooms, including the captain’s quarters, a mess hall, and group bathing areas. (think something similar to gym showers.)
The subdeck also known as the engine room contains the heart of the ship. Two nuclear cells (see technology section) run the ship and power the monstrous thrusters on either side of the ship.
Airships, unlike planes, do not have to fly at high altitudes, but rather can hover above ground or cruise at great speeds higher up. (it’s not safe after a certain altitude due to the permanent chemical clouds)

For a better idea of what they Highwind is similar too, click here . To see pictures of what the inside would look like click here

Technology

-Nuclear power cells:

The nuclear power field was mastered in year 2034 by Roderick Hein, making battery sized power cells that could last to 5 decades with no risk of radiation. Soon after they made power cells on a larger scale and used them to replace oil and fuel all together.

-ECannons:

A fantasy come reality, a cannon like structure that focuses energy into an “eye” and when it reaches it’s action potential threshold, releases a incredible attack doing a great deal of damage. (think something similar to the alien’s weapon in Independence day)

-D bullets:

A dissolvable bullet that releases a toxin in your body ensuring death in a matter of minutes.

-Subatmos:

Created by scientist Gerard Halen in 2056 to originally help deep sea divers, was converted into a large scale bubble used to protect cities from pollution, which later served to help Garter in post-apocalyptic times. The subatomos mimics an atmosphere, regulating temperature and oxygen levels. Is made of a similar energy used in ECannons.

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Red=Volter
Purple= Artega
Orange= Vegna
Aqua= Lutri
Blue=Kimani
Black=Manara
Yellow=Threa
Pink=Demani
Green=Archea


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NaughtyXNightmare

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NaughtyXNightmare

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PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:39 pm


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Rules

This, if you haven’t already guessed, is an advanced rp, thus the expectations are higher and the rules stricter. We expect everyone who joins to have read the rules, and follow them. If you do not do so, you are given 1 warning then if you continue you will be kicked out and your character killed.


1. No god-moding. This is a given and is NOT tolerated.
2. No cyber, or excessive sexually explicit material. Sex can be implied, but lets keep things in the gaia ToS. In the same sense, I expect maturity in this thread.
3. No fighting, if you have an issue with another player, notify me and I’ll handle it or take it to PMs, DO NOT litter this thread with meaningless squabbles.
4. Please write in third person past. There has been confusion in the past so I want to make this clear.
5. This being an advanced rp, I expect good well rounded posts. Absolutely NO ONE LINERS. I understand if you have writers block, but even then one liners are not accepted. 3-4 paragraphs minimum.(this is flexible but don’t abuse it)
6. If asked to re-do your post by a rp mod, you are expected to comply. Please do not argue with us, we do things for a reason.
7. Show respect. Enough said. No racial slurs, or sexually offensive comments.
8. Try to use spell check if you can, it makes things easier to read.
9. When in a fight sequence with another player, do not try to make your character the “undefeatable” hero all the time. No perfect characters.
10. No one has “special powers” if you ask me I will ignore you.
11. Keep cursing to moderate or medium. I understand staying in character, but we don’t want to get into trouble with gaia.
12. This is a PG-16 rp.
13. Keep in mind your character doesn’t know what other people posted unless it’s said to them.
14. Overall, have fun with it!!! I know these are a lot of rules, but it makes it better in the long run, trust me!!
15. To find the key word for you bio, highlight the page to find it.

If you have any questions you can message me or one of the other RP mods listed below..
EndofDawn, Unrealisticdream248,



Keyword: Ultimate Malice



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PostPosted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:41 pm


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Characters


These are the characters already set up. Bios are below

Logan, Captain of the Highwind (EndOfDawn)

Lynn, Cohen’s fiancé (BellaTheDevious)

Sin A.K.A Gunslinger (BellaTheDevious)

Cohen, Future ruler of Destiny (EndOfDawn)

Rosen, Rebel doctor on Highwind (EndofDawn)

Darius, Highwind Techie (BellaTheDevious)

Brynn, ex-XForce (MyPearlAngel)

Allison McGuinn, Rosen's trainee/Rebel fighter (UnrealisticDream24 cool

Mutt, Rebel fighter (Bakeneko Grin)

Demi and Dion, Rebel Fighters (DetectiveO)

Ryan E. Ramsden, Rebel Fighter (WindFiar)

Travis Hartdegen, Cook/ Rebel Fighter (UnrealisticDream24 cool

Others will be added as more people join



Bios


Name: Logan Asher
Age: 27
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Logan fairly tall, standing at 6'2, and has a lean body with compact muscle. Along his mid back is a small thin scar from one of the many battles he has faces. His eyes shine a shocking grey, but shrouded in his messy black hair that often hangs in his face.
Personality: Because he was born a rebel, Logan doesn’t really know what life under strict rules is like. He doesn’t like feeling constricted or manipulated and holds a special loathing in his heart for being told what to do. He is stubborn, determined, and like his friend Sin he can be cheeky and defiant. He runs his ship with great care for it and its members, feeling that everyone aboard is his personal responsibility. Logan keeps a cool face and a steady hand, trying to be like his father and not let his temper control him. As long as you are on his side he is friendly and easy to talk to and trust, but if you go against him he will hold a grudge until the day he dies.
History/Past: Born upon the ship the Highwind, Logan was among the first generation of children born outside of the clean cities called “rebel-borns”. But little did they know of the price it came at. Medical supplies and personnel were scarce, so the mothers of the new rebel children often suffered and in some cases even died. Unfortunately, Logan’s mother was one of those cases, having died shortly after Logan’s birth due to an infectious wound and blood poisoning. Now left with only one guardian, Logan was taught the history so long forgotten, and the crooked ways of Garter. With the rebel mind, and free heart Logan steadily grew to someday take over the Highwind. At age 18, Logan’s father Cyrus was killed in an XForce raid, prematurely leaving young Logan in charge of the growing rebel group.
Extra: Logan feels he can’t fill his father’s shoes when it comes to the Highwind. When it comes to the way things are run he is laid-back, holding true to the rebel way of life by setting only a few simple rules:
1.) No killing other rebels.
2.) No stealing from other rebels.
3.) Do not violate the basic human rights of other rebels.
4.) Garter is dumb.
5.) Anyone who fails to follow the rules will be thrown off the Highwind at the nearest camp. If you kill another rebel without probable cause or betray them in any way, the penalty is death. Thank you and goodbye.
Gaia Username: EndOfDawn

Name: Lynn Fallen
Age: 26
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Despite Lynn's petite appearance, she is quite strong and agile. Her eyes are a deep emerald, and fierce if nothing else. Lynn is only 5'6 and is considered quite small in comparison to others.
Personality: Quick tempered and headstrong, Lynn has a hard time fitting in the strict structure of Destiny’s society. Her fiery personality has a habit of getting her into trouble with her superiors. When around Cohen and Garter Lynn does her best to suppress her true self to prevent agitating them. But when around her fellow soldiers Lynn is free to be her spunky self. Lynn doesn’t easily trust people, after being betrayed by a fellow XForce solider while in battle, almost leading to her demise.
History/Past: At age 7, Lynn was recruited to an XForce training camp where she would spend the next 10 years. Located away from the clean cities, the children who are chosen are taught the skills of fighting and protecting Destiny, while the lies and twisted morals of Garter and his society are further ingrained into their young minds. Upon Lynn’s graduation she received her first mission, which involved the capture of a small nomadic rebel group. It was then that Lynn first witnessed the brutality of the punishments for rebelling against Destiny. But she quickly reassured herself that it was all for the greater good. Only a few short years later Lynn was promoted to Lieutenant, and was given her own squad to control. On one of their missions a squad member went rouge and tried to kill her, but luckily she was saved by a man named Cohen, who happened to be Garter’s son. Cohen grew attached to Lynn and eventually wound up asking for her hand in marriage. Afraid of the consequences if she refused Lynn went along.
Extra: Lynn’s deep hatred for the rebels comes from years of lies and ignorance to the truth of the matter.
Gaia Username: BellaTheDevious





Name: Rosen Bluesummers
Age: 25
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Personality: Rosen is a friendly yet bookish young woman. She is kind and nurturing but has a fiery passion for the things she believes in, so debating with her is a lost cause. She takes great pride in her job as a doctor and will work endless hours if Allison doesn’t make her rest. Even then sometimes her stubborn nature will kick in and only Logan’s threats will shoo her away.
History/Past: Rosen’s parents escaped the clean cities when she was only 7 to keep her from being recruited by XForce, after that they traveled with various nomadic rebel groups until finally stumbling upon the Highwind. Rosen’s father was a skilled doctor and contributed greatly to the crew of the rebel ship. Rosen spent most of her time by her father’s side watching him care for the wounded and sick rebels, learning to eventually become a doctor herself. When Rosen was 14 her mother was shot by an XForce solider and fatally wounded. Unable to save her, Rosen from that day forth blamed herself for her mother’s death. Only a couple years later did her Father pass away from a brutal attack from one of the many mutated creatures wandering the Vega Plains. After his death it became her job to care for the wounded and sick of the ship. A girl named Allison would later come to work under Rose’s watch as an assistant.
Extra: The attack on her father piqued an interest in Rosen about the strange creatures wandering the plains. She began a log about these animals to help better understand them and prevent future attacks.

Gaia Username: EndOfDawn


Name: Cohen Winchester
Age: 28
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Personality: Cohen is the embodiment of brainwashing, much like the rest of XForce. He follows his father’s orders without protest or hesitation, however unpleasant they might be. He isn’t cool and calculating like his father is, rather reckless and unyielding. He throws wild tantrums when he doesn’t get what he wants. Anyone near him when he is in one of his moods is in immediate danger. Cohen has an extreme attachment to Lyn. She is the only person he cares about besides his father. He plans for her to settle down at his side and start a family as soon as her last mission is over, though he never thought to ask her if that was what she wanted, assuming that he knew what was best for her.
History/Past: -none-
Extra:
Gaia Username: EndOfDawn


Name: Lorsin Demitri (A.K.A Gunslinger or Sin)
Age: 27
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Personality: Sin is known for his wit and sarcasm, as well as his more than occasional dirty joke. He finds humor to relieve tight situations, but one shouldn’t be fooled by his playfulness, when the time presents itself, Sin can become ruthless and will show no mercy when it comes to defending himself and those aboard the Highwind.
History/Past: In Sin’s early years he traveled with his mother from rebel camp to rebel camp, never staying in one place too long. While staying amongst a larger group, an attack was launched against them and his mother was taken prisoner and never seen again. Being only 9 at the time of this tragedy, Sin was taken in by a man named Lucas, who brought him up as his own son. Due to the fact that Sin had never known his real father, he adopted Lucas’s last name since he had no real children of his own. A few months before Sin’s 19th birthday, a group of XForce found the location of their underground camp and massacred everyone in it while Sin had been away getting supplies. Only when he set eyes on the bloody corpses of Lucas did Sin become Gunslinger. Determined to get revenge, even if it cost him his life, Sin set off in search of the fleet responsible. Using Lucas’s two guns he left a trail of blood behind him as he murdered solider after solider for information. He has yet to locate the general who gave the orders, but managed to kill most of the fleet members. Over time Gunslinger became legend, and was wanted by every XForce member. A group of bounty hunters heard word of him and began tracking him, oblivious; Sin was ambushed, and hardly came out alive. Barely breathing, he managed to come across the Highwind. Logan took Sin in and let Rosen nurse him back to health. The second he was well enough to shoot straight, Sin was off, eager to continue his path of revenge. Only recently has he returned to the ship by request of Logan, whom he has felt indebted to.
Extra: The two guns are named Gabriel and Uriel after the two arch angels. Only Logan knows his past, and is his most trusted friend. Also, Sin has a slight nicotine addiction.
Gaia Username: BellaTheDevious

Name: Darius Wyvren
Age: 25
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Personality: Darius is quite and very intelligent, preferring the company of mechanics over most people. His pride and love is the Highwind, for he spends most of his time in the engine room. His emotions are subtle and he is at best socially awkward. But in times of need you can always count on him to listen and be supportive.
History/Past: No one knows Darius’s past, not even Logan. He was found wandering the South western wastelands ever since then he has dedicated himself to help keep the rebel ship running.
Extra: Darius can usually be found in the engine room and has been known to sleep in there. Though he lacks most social skills, he is not unapproachable, but when caught on a bad day can be a faucet of negative energy.
Gaia Username: BellaTheDevious

Name: Dionysus (Dion) and Demetria (Demi) Xanthis

Ages: 18

Appearance: Just incase you couldn't tell, Demi's on the left and Dion's on the right User Image

Personality: Despite being twins, Demi and Dion are total opposites in their personalities. Demi is loud and clearly states her opinion, unafraid of consequences. She loves to make others laugh, sometimes at someone else's expense, but always means well. She's a bit of a risk taker and quite clever. Dion is much more reserved. He thinks things through and never jumps to conclusions. He takes his time with things, never rushing. He's also very polite and gentlemenly. They always know what the other is thinking and, though they fight, they always strive to keep the other one safe.

History/Past: Dion and Demi are the children of rebels and grew up in one of the many hidden bomb shelters. Their mother told them stories of the old world and taught them to hate the tyranny Garter had put them all through. Their father had taught them everything else from fighting skills to ingenuity. When they were 12, their father was killed by an XForce soldier. Seeking revenge for their father's death, they left their mother behind and joined the Highwind rebel group...

Extra: Demi and Dion look so much alike, they could switch clothes and seem just like the other. They also hate being called by their first names and prefer any other version (Demi, Dem, Dion, Di).

Username: DetectiveO

Name: Mutt
Age: 20

Appearance: Mutt is a tall individual with little fat or muscle clinging to his bones. Instead, his limbs are long and lanky, and look brittle and delicate in nature. Mutt however has tanned skin with hair to match due to his ethnic background, which is unknown. However Mutt has sensitive milky white eyes which juxtaposes this feature with his skin, emphasising their rarity and eldritch like qualities. Due to this Mutt wears dark orange sunglasses, antiques he found as a child in one of the older parts of Thera. Mutt usually wears darker clothes; black or grey in nature, with thick sturdy boots.
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Personality: Mutt is a quiet observer with laid-back attitudes. However, Mutt also has no sense of pride or honour, which then leads to his next personality quirk, Mutt, is an opportunist. Mutt, if given a good opportunity would take the opportunity no matter what it would be, whether it would be getting an easy shot on a Ember or selling out one or two friends to Garter. It is for this reason that Mutt is both distrusted and disliked within the Rebels of the Highwind. Mutt is also quite a contended individual despite any adverse situation, and Mutt is just as happy to be on the battlefield as he would be relaxing in his cabin on the Highwind, he just takes it all in his stride.

History/Past: Mutt has no real past he was like any other street kid but with strange sensitive milky eyes (the origins of which are unknown to Mutt) and a contended smile plastered to his face. It was a normal day in Thera when scrounging through old buildings a man caught his eye, normally no ‘big ‘uns’ came to this part of town, it was dirty and decayed, nothing like the grand buildings in the distance. Led by his curiosity Mutt met the tall brute of a man and soon the unlikely duo became ‘partners’ to a degree. The Brute, Mark, hunted “Hell Hounds” an Ember head would heed a hefty price once one found the right customer, and Mark considered himself to be an entrepreneur with brawn. Not so many brains as it turned out though. So Mark and the newly dubbed 13-year-old Mutt (dubbed by Mark who discovered that his partner didn’t have a name) set off for the Vega Plains.

The ‘business venture’ lasted 32 days, not bad in retrospect. During this ‘business venture’ Mutt became quite a good marksman, although only when he was very far away from his prey, he hadn’t quite get the hang of close combat. Instead Mutt always waited for the right opportunity to get a good head shot. Despite Mutts innate ability with marksmanship and Marks bountiful physique, Mark was eventually felled by a pack of Embers. Mutt whilst this was happening was far away, on a ridge, which overlooked the scene. Mutt sat and watched, there was only one box of ammunition left for his new sniper rifle, and there was a very old car with four Ember carcases in it. By letting the Embers eat their fill of Mark, Matt reasoned that he would have more bullets to protect himself with, and less money to share when it came to cashing in the Ember remains. Seemed like a good deal to him, and he’d learn how to drive the antique quick enough. Luckily for Mutt, this is how it all developed.
For the next couple of years, Mutt lived off what he could find and practiced daily with his sniper rifle, becoming an excellent shot. Although, just like before, Mutt could only fight from the edge of the action.

However this life was slowly wearing Mutt down and life was becoming a monotonous routine, and that silly government, Dess ‘n’ tea made life far too restricting. And then, the reconstruction started to inch closer. It began to broach onto the ruins he called home, and it was the final straw for Mutt. That was when he joined the Rebels on the Highwind. Just Mutt, age 18, with his not so new sniper rifle (that he dubbed Mark Two).

Extra: Mutt is illiterate, he can neither read nor write, and he is quite sensitive about this, and tries to keep it as hidden as possible. Mutt is also not ‘book smart’ but is quite ‘street wise’ and has good survival instincts.

Gaia Username: Bakeneko Grin

Name: Allison McGuinn

Age: 20

Occupation: Rosen's trainee and Rebel fighter

Appearance: Allison is five foot six with light brown hair that goes down to about her mid-back. Normally she will have a bobby pin pulling her bangs back, but if she's on a mission or assisting Rosen with a patient, her hair will be pulled completely back. She has delicate features and deep amber eyes that will tell you stories, that is if you can read them correctly.
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Personality: Allison is stronger that most people know, emotionally and physically. She will only show or tell how she's really feeling about something if she truly trusts the person. She has trust issues, due to the current society, but her crew is her life. If you're one of her own, she will be one of the most protective and caring people you will ever meet. She would do anything to keep those that she cares about safe.

History: Allison grew up in what appeared to be the typical family, obeying every rule that Garter set forth. However, what nobody knew was her parents were extremely against Garter and all of his..ways. They never thought that he was qualified enough to help "heal" their problems, nor tha he was sent by God. They definitely didn't think that their small children should be forced to join the Xforce, so they did everything they could to keep Allison away from it. Every day, in secret, they would teach her everything she would need to survive and to fight back on her own...One night, when she was fifteen years old, they smuggled her out of the city and met up with someone who would bring her to a rebel group where she would be safe. She soon came to find that the groups name was "The Highwind Group."

Extra: Allison is becoming a very skilled doctor, under Rosen's training and she's been a member of The Highwind Group for five years now.

Gaia Username: UnrealisticDream248

Name: Brynn (does not remember her last name)
Age: 21
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She is also covered in scars and has a pair of angel wing tattoos on her back which, at the their tips, have sword hilts sticking out of her back. She can grasp both of them and pull out gunmetal gray angel-wing swords. She has no idea how they got there, but she uses them in battle.
Personality: Very standoffish and angry all the time, she does not like people in general and especially dislikes Darius but does not know why she dislikes him either. She is efficient if not slightly cold. She has a very hot temper, so most tend to avoid her, which suits her just fine. She does not like being questioned.
History/Past: She cannot remember anything before her memories of wandering around in the Vega Plains and then stumbling into the camp of the Highwind group in a tattered XForce uniform they'd never seen before, demanding to join them before passing out from the intake of toxins into her system. Other than her basic information, she recalls nothing, but sometimes a flicker of memory is triggered when she sees certain actions or things. When this happens, it makes her more irritable than she usually is and it makes people curious, so she shuts herself in her quarters and denies anyone access.
Extra: When she fights, her eyes turn gunmetal gray and she fights with a precision that she does not remember afterwards.
Gaia Username: My Pearl Angel

Name: Ryan E. Ramsden/Sigma (∑)
Age: 17
Appearance: Ryan is a tall male, around 5' 11" or 179.4 centimeters who appears to weigh anywhere from 125 to 135 pounds or 56.7 to 61.2 kilograms. He doesn't appear to be muscular and at first glance, appears weak and pathetic. He has orange hair with a red tint, usually cut to be a good inch or two and half centimeters longer than a crew cut. The back is grown out and stretches down to the bottom of his neck, while the rest is militaristic, other than the length. His face has him appear slightly younger than he is, but his black half-framed glasses nullify that and can add a year or two onto his look. His ice blue eyes seem to drift in and out of focus constantly. His abs are well defined but no other muscle on his body is toned. He doesn't look useless, but the view he displays doesn't make him look threatening either. He can be seen quite often with a cigarette in his mouth and his clothes consist of a black dress-shirt with white pin-stripes which is always open, the sleeves being rolled up on occasion, any solid color T-shirt that extends past his hips and looks a little big for him, dark blue to standard blue denim jeans, and he finishes off his wardrobe with black shoes. Rarely, he will have a black fedora on.
Personality: Ryan keeps to himself and is very quiet. He dis-likes being in large crowds and absolutely hates when people will not leave him alone. He is a very nice person and cares about anyone he likes, but he will not become your friend over one good deed, he then feels he is indebted to that person. Ryan never talks unless he fully trusts the person he is holding the conversation with, and prefers to write everything he wants to get out down, but he can also communicate by shooting looks. He is not a shell that hates the world, but more so, he is a person who comes out of his shell for a select few group of people, after he has warmed up to them which can take a very long time.
History/Past: His past can't fully be recalled. All he remembers is from the time he was fifteen and beyond that. He was a teenager who thought the way the world was now was horrible. He wanted to do anything he could in order to restore it to how it once was, according to the stories he had heard. He started training with a teacher in the art of She-Quan, or Snake style Kung Fu; his only problem with this style however, was his fingers would constantly bend back when he struck a target, so he created a style very similar to She-Quan, and called it Cat style Kung Fu. His teacher was glad he was able to help inspire Ryan and supported him all the way. It involved the same dodges and kicks, and the stance was always moving. The only real difference was the shape of the hand was curved slightly which allowed to form a punch faster, or grab faster, seeing as you were half-way to each to start with, it involved a little more rigidity, and the pose was changed so the left leg was jutted out in front with the toes the left foot toward the right foot, which faced the opponent, while the right leg was the same direction as the left foot and bent. The right hand was pulled back and next to the face, while the left was about hip level with the arm straight. Ryan began to forge weapons to train with, but never had a chance to use them or even start practicing holding them correctly, because the moment they were spotted by his best friend, he (Ryan's best friend) took off to alert the guards of this treason. Knowing just what was happening, Ryan took off, and thanks to his quick speed and balance thanks to his cat style practice, along with a (this is the only reason he could do what he did) godly burst of luck, he managed to elude the guards. Found later by the Highwind, he joined them in hope of eradicating the way things were, and replacing them to what they used to be. He decided he didn't want anyone to know much about him, so to keep himself from slipping, he took an oath of silence to himself, deciding to talk only if absolutely necessary or he felt the person could be trusted.
Extra: Ryan knows the basic human anatomy and can hit a couple of pressure points that may stun attackers for a matter of seconds. Due to his human body knowledge, he makes a good medic.
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Name: Travis Hartdegen
Age: 23
Occupation: Apprentice Chef and Rebel Fighter
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Travis is five foot, ten inches with dark brown hair that pretty much styles itself. He doesn't work on his appearance very much, like most guys, but his hair always finds a way to lay just right. He has a strong chin and a six pack, that he got through hard work on the ship. He also has dark brown, meaningful eyes, almost identical to those of his late-mother.
Personality: Travis tries to seem like the uncaring "bad boy" type, which he does trick some people into believing. But, in all reality, he can be one of the sweetest guys ever. However, he's been hurt in the past, so he developed trust issues. He hates conformity, and doesn't want to be like anyone else. If he knows that he's right, and you question him, he can turn bitter. He cares very much about those in his crew, and he would easily give his life to save them.
History: The Highwind was full of celebration with the baby, Travis, was born to his two very proud parents, Henry and Amanda Hartdegen. His mother was a rebel fighter and his father was the cook on the ship..and they fell in love. They wanted only the best for their only son and gave him everything they could, with their limited supplies. Life was perfect for this little family until the inevitable happened....Amanda got pregnant again. Only this time, it was different. Everyone noticed an immediate change in her, so Henry brought her to the infirmary to get everything checked on. Amanda had untreatable cancer, and it was multiplying fast. Her body began fighting off the baby, too. It was unbearable to see his mother go through this pain. Henry stayed by her side constantly. One day, a couple months after the cancer was found, Amanda died. Travis was two years old, and Henry was left to raise a son on his own. Travis doesn't remember much of his mother, but he knows that she was a strong woman, and because of that he has very much respect for women.
Extra: He can cook a lot better than his father, but he let's him have his pride with cooking breakfast and lunch. He cooks dinner, every night.
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PostPosted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 4:11 am


The Beasts of Vega Plains
-From the Journal of Rosen Bluesummers



-Embers-

Also known as “Hell Hounds” to some, but the most common name for them among the rebels is “Fetchers”. Both names are derived from the belief that the plains are hell on Earth and the creatures there its denizens and deliverers. If they had three heads I wouldn’t doubt them as Cerberus myself after all I have seen these beasts do.
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Diet and Behavior: Embers feast strictly on flesh, bone, organ, and blood. Nothing of a corpse goes to waste when they are near. Embers will resort to scavenging or even cannibalism when the need arises, but they seem more interested in hunting down prey together. Almost vampiric in nature, Embers are known for their attraction to blood. To watch them devour the heart and veins of their prey before anything else is both sickening and fascinating. I believe their blood feasting is a result of the scarcity of fresh and palpable water on the plains.
I’m not sure of their scent-range, but I’ve seen Embers come charging in over the horizon hours after the onset of a battle. The beasts must have come from miles around. Embers are the wounded man’s greatest fear, for they are known to pick off stragglers long before the smoke of war has cleared. Truly they are Fetchers come to drag the fallen and damned off to hell.
Embers usually travel in packs of four or five, though it isn’t rare to see scrawny loners roaming the plains. During larger battles with more bloodshed I have seen packs merge into groups as large as 10 or 20 strong, though this is very uncommon. Afterward the packs always divide once again and turn on each other. Embers always fight to the death. I have never seen an equal of its aggression in animals. Only humans can compare.





- Vega Razorback-

Some of the more devout and superstitious among my rebel brethren believe that the Razorback is a unicorn. These whimsical believers must have never seen one up close, let alone what it is capable of. If they bothered to look at all they might realize that their “unicorn” has not a singular horn but multiple: two on the snout and another two above the ear holes. The Razorback is also lacking in the cloven hooves and white, pristine fur. This beast is often slate gray or dark, ruddy-tinted browns and has formidable and solid hooves.

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Diet and Behavior:
While “horse” might be the closest animal in my knowledge that I can compare the Vega Razorback to, by no means should you mistake them as similar beyond the most basic of behavioral traits and appearances. These creatures do not feed on plants such as the equines of old. Instead they are primarily carcass scavengers, using their impressive horns and bony plates to scare hunters away from a kill.
I have, at times, witnessed them eating sand and pebbles after heavy meals. I might be mistaken, but I believe this is not only to soak up nutrients in an otherwise desolate and unyielding environment, but also to aid in the digestion of meat. Mutation might have taken over evolution to save animals from extinction, but it still has its flaws. Without ingesting the rocks our Razorbacks would most surely die. Their stomachs just aren’t adapted to breaking down meat yet.
I’ve never seen a human be killed by the Razors before, so it seems like we have little to worry about from them for now. We might even be able to hunt them safely. Their herds are usually relatively small, ranging from groups with a few males to family herds with approximately six to seven members. I don’t advise going after family units because the Razors are highly protective, but the roaming male groups should be easy to pick off. I’ll have to observe them further to figure the best way to safely and stealthily get in range of them.






The rest of the beasts here in the Vega plains I have yet to fully observe, so I have little information on them. Hopefully over the next few months I can work more on this journal in my spare time. That is, if there is such thing as spare time around here. Perhaps some of the other rebels can help me.





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So, I will make my bio and such when I get a chance. :]
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