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 Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 12:11 pm
-- Hatred >< Between >< Two >< People -- 
"Please don't lecture me about my work. I hardly think you are the one to talk about sanity." The deeper male voice teased though his voice remained cool and collected.
"I just don't think that a bunch of kids can do the rigorous work that grown adults are capable of!" Her voice rose as her temper did too. "Do you really think they'll be able to think when the tension is high, when the risk is death itself?"
"Ugh may you please lower your voice? I can hear you perfectly well. I am in charge, do not forget this is my organization after all. Don't make me remind you that by making you unemployed. Besides don't you think this will open new doors for us?" He counter argued against the shrill voice.
"The only doors it will open for us are the ones that reveal humiliation and defeat." Huffing slightly at being reminded of his higher ranking she sighed, "But whatever you say Jack, I still think teenagers aren't cut out for what I do." Irked that he wouldn't listen she began to tap her nails on his desk.
"You just need to be more open Sher. Besides you aren't going to be doing that anymore. Perk up." His voice remained calm despite his growing annoyance at his soon-to-be assistant.
"Yeah yeah. Just don't whine to me when your wacky idea goes up in smoke." She gave him one last huff and then the steady click of her heels was heard as she exited the large room.
"It won't. They are the future of D.T.A"
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 12:15 pm
 The beginning...D.T.A stands for Deadly Trained Assassins, the notoriously famous organization founded by Jack Deadly. D.T.A. serves the government for all the most top secret missions that their members cannot handle, it specially trains adults in the art of using a gun, fighting hand to hand combat, hacking a computer, and surviving with the essentials in cases of emergencies. It does everything to make a person deadly. He was successful in training the adults when he began to notice something wrong. The adults were not as stable as he would have hoped. They were easily swayed by the enemy team when offered valuables and power, he needed minds that were younger and easier to brainwash for his benefit. At first he just shrugged off the problem and thought that maybe after time passed the adults would learn to stay loyal, but when one of his most highly deadly assassins was swayed into the enemy team and slaughtered half her team he had to make a quick decision. Throwing aside the constant warnings that Sher, his ex-partner and now secretary, pestered him with he began to recruit teenagers that he saw fit to do exactly what the adults had been incapable of doing.
Now he trains them with the aid of the adults and is beginning to test them by sending them on small, yet dangerous, missions to test their skills. The only problem for the eager teenagers is each of them is assigned a partner of the opposite sex. Most resent this decision but others resent the rule that goes with it. "Falling in love is strictly prohibited." was one of the first rules enforced on the teens. No teen has yet to meet their partner or meet Jack. They are all in for a surprise when they realize that their only form of communication with him is through a specially wired earpiece. Sher is the first person they are to report to and tardiness is something that is not tolerated. So begins the adventure for these teens, not one of them knows the surprises that lays ahead for them.
Possibly even...
Forbidden Love.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:25 pm
>> Disciplinary Action <<
¡No Godmodding!
|| I'll tell you specifically when you get too far and everyone hates control freaks. ||
¡Literacy!
|| I speak for everyone when I say it is extremely hard to respond to one or two lines. Writers block is more than understandable, just not that frequently. ||
¡Juliet's Disease!
|| I guess I earned this. xD Someone actually named "procrastination" after me, so it is officially a RP disease. I understand when your blanking out or simply do not want to respond. I get like that too. No worries. Just give me a head's up that you really don't feel up to that RP that day, I don't mine. Heck, I might not be up for it either xD I guess I should add that you should also tell me when your going to be gone for an extended period of time. I might be able to cover for you. ||
¡Follow all Rules set by Gaia and guild!
|| Self-explanatory. ||
¡Please, Please, Please PM me all Profiles!
|| I will base your roleplaying off of that and I won't mark you off for spelling. I just want to make sure we get a good handful of players. Title it "Deadly Trained" and add a wambulance at the end please.||
¡Cybering is a no-no!
|| Really, its disgusting. I encourage romance but don't let it get to the point where we have to read dirty details D: ||
¡I have the right to add more later!
|| If I find it neccesary! ||
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:26 pm
.:.Government Puppets.:. [color=firstcolor][align=center][size=18](Name, First and Last)[/size][/align][/color]
[align=center]||Picture, anime||[/align]
[color=color2][align=center][size=9][gaia username][/size][/align][/color]
Just as good as you I'm [b][color=yourchoice](age)[/color][/b]
[align=right]Doing my job regardless of the fact that I'm [b][color=choice](gender)[/color][/b][/align]
[b][color=choice]Young as I am, I still have a story and it began, [/color][/b](start here please!)
[align=right][b]Trained in the arts of[/b] (what are your skills?)[/align]
[color=choice][b]Why Jack found me useful?[/b][/color]
(Why are you here?)
[align=center][color=choice][b]Get ready to see me in action![/b][/color]
[Describe your character. Don't give me EVERYTHING. Just brief.][/align]
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:30 pm
❤❤❤Dangerous Dames ❤❤❤ Sher Pierce [RomeosjulietXD]
Just as good as you I'm 20 years mature.
Doing my job regardless of the fact that I'm female
Mature as I am, I still have a story and it began, as an orphan. I never met my real parents and so I never learned the true meaning of love. It wasn't like I gave a care anyway, I was just confused and wanted to work somewhere. When the military accepted me for a special assassin program, I immediately packed my bags and left; never once looking back. I had three partners before being stuck with the most irritable of them all; Jack. He lived to taunt me and show me up, I always tried my hardest to outshine him. Though we made quite the team and completed all missions that were given to us. When he decided to start his own corporation after a military mishap, I agreed reluctantly and went with him. After all that time working side by side, he finally wanted to manage everything behind the scenes and I had no choice but to follow suit. Stupid Jack better know what he's getting himself into....
Trained in the arts of Computer hacking and the ability to get out of sticky situations.
Why Jack found me useful?
I'm one of the most highly prized assassins and it only serves right that Jack hired me. Not only that but I'm quick at following orders without leaving a mess behind.
Get ready to see me in action!
Cold and mysterious Sher usually never gets it her way. She is the one person who still finds this whole thing idiotic and foolish though she follows behind Jack. Sher speaks her mind regardless of who she is talking to because she doesn't like having to bottle anything up for too long.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:34 pm
✖ ✖ ✖ Menacing Men ✖ ✖ ✖ Jack Deadly -will be revealed later- RomeosjulietXD Just as good as you I'm 21
Doing my job regardless of the fact that I'm male
Mature as I am, I still have a story and it began, with my birth. My father was a no-good drunk and my mother was a slut. They were both useless to me so I left the house at the age of 10 and got street smart really quick. At the age of 12 I went into an assassin training and became the youngest assassin in the military. Partners were useless to me because all were too slow and not fun enough for me. I needed entertainment and then came along Sher. The first partner (can you believe she had to be female?) to get along with regardless of gender.
After a while I sabotaged the military and caused one of the largest mishaps to ever occur. They took months to fix what I could have fixed in three days. I was outraged at their idiocy and took Sher with me to start my own program. One that I could control and profit from. Sher was the only female I knew who was competent enough for me to keep around.
Trained in the arts of manipulation and interrogation.
Get ready to see me in action!
Cool and collected every step of the way, Jack is like the next Hitler. He has a way of speaking to people that he can always get what he wants. Never one to lose his temper unless it is something catastrophic. No one has officially met Jack before and he hopes to keep it that way, though we'll see that his appearance can cause quite the commotion.... Damion Abandonato [Razsminion] Just as good as you I'm 16
Doing my job regardless of the fact that I'm Male
Young as I am, I still have a story and it began, Damion's family has a history of cancer, and indeed he had his bought as well in his pituitary gland. He was fortunate in that it was caught soon enough to get it taken care of before it became too much trouble. Unfortunately his pituitary gland has irreversible damage and has thrown his hormones out of whack. Much to his embarrassment and emotional term oil he developed some female secondary characteristics because his estrogen levels are higher than his testosterone. Between the treatment of his cancer and the constant regiment of his anti-estrogen pills his family has been crippled in the bank. To make matters worse, his little sister came down with his families damned legacy and they barely had the money to even begin treatment. His father and mother were already over worked so Damion had to pick up his weight and try and find a job. Time after time he was turned away, job after job refused him because they were either put off by his odd appearance or they were just out of work. He even tried to take advantage of his... added assets... but with no avail.
Damion and his family became desperate, and his reputation around town was becoming well know and people who didn't understand that his... oddities, were not of his choice, became hostile. The family was just about to give up on everything, a stranger breezed into town and offered Damion a job. The pay was astounding but the job remained behind a curtain. Desperation and need paved way to Damion's agreement and he accepted the job, offer by a man on behave of 'Mr. Jack Deadly.' He was flown out to a secret location and trained in long ranged assassination and toxins as well as their effects. Damion did his best to keep his humiliating 'deformity' a secret and works hard to keep it that way. Damion devoted himself to this, if this would save his sister he would sell his soul to the devil
And perhaps that's just what he did.
Damion has grown with his training, he is up to par with some of the better snipers and his knowledge of toxins and poisons is nigh unsurpassed. He is ready, and as long as he believes that Jack can cure his sister, or at least pay enough to give her the treatment and his family out of financial ruin, he will be at his beck and call.
Trained in the arts of The invisible kill; Master of disguises, Poisonings and sniping
Why Jack found me useful?
Jack has Damion under his thumb, he would do anything and everything for him within his capabilities because he believes that Jack has a cure for his sisters cancer. Whether or not he truly does is yet to be know, but Damion is a young man that is will in and ready to sacrifice his own humanity for his poor family. Damion's patience is legendary, he's know to lay in waiting for days, waiting for the perfect conditions to make sure his prey doesn't escape. He's also a master of disguises, with his condition, he can blend in with any gender and be convincing at it. He is a dangerous chameleon.
Get ready to see me in action!
Damion is a very private person, he has a secret to keep and the best way to do so is to keep everyone at an arms length. He is quiet and usually shy when not performing a job. He can easily shift into any situation, he could be the cute waitress that serve you that poisoned wine, a teenage heart throb,a cut-throat business man or his secretary. Damion is uncomfortable with himself and his body, but those things are on the back burner as of yet. All that matters right now is his sister.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:57 pm
Before we start I need you all to read this post CAREFULLY.
--- Starting Point ---
All the teenagers are going over to the D.T.A headquarters and none of them know who their partner is just yet. They can all use their creativity to enter, it isn't a normal building you know. Once you get there, you will all search for Sher's floor. I'll post for her soon. The partners will be revealed after I get a jist of each RPers style. If you are unhappy with your partner, suck it up. Life's tough. :'D Kidding kidding. Just talk to me about it and we'll see how I can help.
--- Description of Building ---
Outside it looks like a crappy building. It looks like one blow might be able to knock it down, but inside it's techy. The walls are covered with a flame-resistant metal and it would take a few military tanks and a bazooka to knock it down. Ahh...if only my room was like that too.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:14 pm
Damion walked through the streets as he looked for the building that he was finally transfered to, he trained for two years solid to make it to this point. For Mr. Deadly, he memorized numerous toxins and trained himself to be utterly patient so that he could lay in wait for days in he had to in order to make that perfect shot. His stuff had already been brough here the other day, he was forced to travel via public airline. Granted, it was first class but when you sit on your butt so long it feels numb with numerous stop overs... then its just a nuscence. Not that he would say that to Mr. Deadly, he liked not having to worry about his sister and his family. All of his funding, spare rent, food money and a little bit of allowence for his medication and some new clothes if a misson demanded it. He lived humbly for the most part and if it was for a job or something to do with work, Mr. Deadly usually took care of it or took it out of his personal funds. They came to an agreement with a signed contract that 90% of his money went home. Damion was young, but he was nobody's fool. He made sure that he wasn't going to get screw over by a man he never even seen face to face.
Damion stopped and looked around before walking down an ally were his piece of paper told him to do with cryptic instruction. When he got to the end of the ally he approched the dead end. He looked behind him to make sure that nobody was there. He looked to the piece of paper again, wincing slightly at the discomfort that he was experincing from his bound... problem. Damion raised his hand and pressed numerous brinks in a paticular order. When he was done, he took a step back and with a decompressing hiss, the hidden door opened up to a path of dull floresent lights that lay on the ground, silently guiding the way to the main office were he was suspose to meet his partner. Damion took a deep breath and took a step inside where the wall closed behind him. He let his eyes adjust to the darkness then began to walk down the path. He looked at his watch after lighting it up, he was five minutes early so he was in no hurry, still... he was a little anxious and nervous to meet his partner in all this. It would be the first time that he'd have any sort of contact with his employer.
Finally after what seemed like forever, but was really only a few minutes, he came to the final door where he was going to be starting his actual employment and learning who his partner was. He reached out and placed his hand on the handle, pausing for a moment to take a breath he closed his eyes. Pushing the door open he looked up to see what the inside of the building actually look like and who would be the one to greet him... if anyone at all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:28 pm
A large sensor button turned a bright orange color meaning that someone had entered the building, more than likely her new partner. Sighing softly to herself she gave one last look to the mirror before turning sharply on her high-heels and walking into her office. It wasn't the best office but it got the job done and that was all she wanted anyway. Her heels made a steady click click on the floor as she walked over to the chair. Sher sat down comfortably as she tapped on the counter of the desk with her sharp nails. Needless to say, she was never very patient when it came to these sort of things.
Looking around she found that there was cameras in at least eight different angles in this room. No doubt Jack was enjoying the view. Fighting the urge to flip off one of the camera's, Sher heard footsteps approaching and instantly her guard went up. Drawing one of her daggers from the hidden strap on her thigh she waited patiently getting ready to attack. Jack had instructed her to greet her partner in this manner.
The door opened slowly and revealed a young looking male, but she didn't take long to take this in as she drew the dagger back and attacked.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:45 pm
...!? Damions eyes widened a fraction as he saw the dagger and the rather fearsome looking woman at the other end of it. He shifted his weight on his leg and spun his body away from the thrust of the weapon, close combat wasn't his forteay, but he could at least hold his own for a while. His eyes narrowed slightly and he widened his stance and attempted to grab her wrist when she went for another strike. It was all about timing... one must wait for the perfect time to strike. He wanted her close enough to make her think that she was going to hit him, before he attempted to twister her arm behind her and use her own arm and dagger to take her life.
As he bided his time, he looked the young woman over, studying her movements, did she have a favoured leg, did she have a tendence to bend her leg in a certain direction? These subtle yet subconsious movements helped map out and predict how a person moved, when your a sniper, its important to know how your prey moved, if you can predict those movements then you could ensure the kill in one shot, even if they are moving or in a vechicle. He noted that she was in heels, he could use that to his advantage too.
He ducked under a slash and rolled his body behind the arm that held the dagger and brough his right leg around and aimed for the heel of the shoe itself. He knew all to well how bloodly horrendous it was to have a heel catch on something and how easy it was to get thrown off balance by a misplace or loss of a heel. If he could trip her up, he should be able to pin her and let her own dagger taste her blood.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 3:55 pm
Pleased with the surprise attack, Sher didn't waste any time in striking but she could sense his movements. Her eyes quickly did a scan of his own movements and she frowned ever so slightly. To an outsider they wouldn't be able to see the frown but she was sure he could catch it. The reason for frowning was his stance and the quickness with which he had taken the strike. He had moved quickly and had no doubt noted her various weaknesses and such. Sher, although in heels, was not going to be easily taken down.
His legs moved and she was quick enough to move out of dangers way by twisting out of the situation by using her heels to slid out of the way. What he didn't know was that her heels were specially made for her seeing as she loved to wear them but they had brought her numerous bloody fractures before so Jack had them made for her. She had a whole closet full and these were perfect for this type of assignment. Once she was at least a good two feet away from him, a smirk curved her frown and she flashed eight daggers in both her hands. Without hesitation she threw one after the other, hoping to reach a target.
||I'm a bit rusty. Sorry. D: I haven't done fighting posts in a while..||
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 4:13 pm
Damions poker face was on, though he was frowning innerly, this woman was good, but he found her impulsive. When she brought out her daggers, she brough out numerous ones and tossed them away like candy. Damion darted and rolled away from most of the daggers that were thrown his way. One tore the sleeve of his coat and another planted itself into a meaty part of his arm, most of impact was taken up by his coat. Well... this was a whole new bag of potatoe chips...
Damion pulled three needles out of his boots, they were long and thin, they looked like giant, stronger versions of an acupuncture needles. She gave up eight daggers, he would only need three. The needles were coated with a fine liquid that cast a dull shine in the light of the room. He kicked off and charged towards the woman, his humanity was removed from him as he got into the 'death or glory' mentality. Normally he didn't have to worry about this, but when the posions came out, then he was all for game. This poison that he was weilding was more of a paralyzer than anything. He perfered this more than posions because you can interrogate the living... the dead are nurtoriously unproductive.
Damion held two of his needles in his left hand, clenched tightly between fingers and one in his right hand. Held delicatly, but firmly between his thumb and finger. He wanted to get close and use these weapons there. As long as he could draw blood, he should be able to disable her eventually. Granted, the smaller scratches that drew blood would work slower, but maximum effect could be taken place when the body was in extreme stresses like exercise or fear. All he had to do was push until she was overcome.
((No worries. biggrin ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 4:21 pm
There was no question that he wasn't prepared for that move. Her daggers lay on the ground and she had just enough time to see that he had drawn out something from his boots. Needles? She didn't dare question why he had needles or what was on the needles. Instead when he charged towards her she slid onto the floor with her stomach to the ground and her hand outstretched as she reached for two daggers and quickly rolled herself back onto her legs.
Daggers in hand, chest moving up and down rapidly, Sher eyed him before standing at a regular stance and smiling. "There there kid, put away your toys and I'll put mine away." The smile was icy cold as her stare, but the hand outstretched was warm and inviting. "You must be Damion no?" She asked casually as though she hadn't just attempted to kill him.
Sher knew she should apologize but she wasn't sorry so why bother? "Jack came into contact with me yesterday morning and briefed me quickly about you and gave me instructions. Did you enjoy the welcome?" She asked.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 4:35 pm
Damion's face remained unaffected, but he too lowered his needles as she did her daggers and at the same time. He wasn't as out of breath as she was, his mind coming out of that zen like murder trance as a truce was called and modivations were unraveled. He slowily closed the gap between them and took her outstretched, his needle still in his hand just incase it was a trick. Yes ma'am. I'm Damion Abandonato, Mr. Deadly called me to come here now that he was comfortable with my training. May I ask were the others are, ma'am? I was under the impression that there were going to be others and my partner was going to be here when I arrived.
Damions voice was a neutral tone, somewhere inbetween a soft male and a deep female voice. Amused, he let his face soften ever so slightly. Mr. Deadly sure knows how to welcome someone, I don't know if I could say I enjoyed it, but I understand its importance. Damion pulled himself back and stood at a stand-easy posture. He wasn't sure who this woman was, but she was in contact with Jack before he was and she was older... 19 to 21 anyway. He imagined that she was some sort of secretary or even a right hand woman.
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