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 Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 10:06 am
THIS IS RATED MATURE!!! DO NOT READ IF YOU CAN’T HANDLE OVER 18 MATERIAL!!!!
TAKE PLACES IN GUNDAM WING UNIVERSE
STORY
It has been just over a full century since the passing of the five Gundam pilots. While true peace has yet to be attained, the horrors of the past wars are long since passed. The Earth Sphere Unified Nation, the governing alliance between Earth and the Colonies, have outlawed the use and productions of mobile suits and well as banned/forbidden many research advancements including medical research. This hasn't stopped violence completely of course, but it has lessened considerably over the years. Following these new laws some organizations have gone into hiding to protect themselves from the changing times.
The Maganac Corps have taken refuge in the deserts of the Middle East and northern Africa, emerging only when necessary to put down local warlords who are out of control. Even White Fang has dropped off the radar, though it is believed that they still hold strong points on Earth as well as in Space. Perhaps the most interesting development would be OZ's resurrection, though. For a time the shattered remnants of the military faction had kept quiet, very rarely exposing themselves to the media if they could help it. Recently their researchers have been making breakthroughs with the Zero System as well as mobile doll technology. Most of their studies have been gained through aiding feuding third world countries, though seeing a mobile suit amidst the chaotic fighting is still uncommon.
OZ activity has been on the rise as of late, though. Many believe they are up to something. Something big. If White Fang or even the Maganac Corps knows what's going on, they're not saying. The ESUN can only hold their breath as more and more reports of OZ sightings come in. Only time will tell if war will engulf the world once again, baptizing the new generation in its own blood.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 10:14 am
PROFILES Name: X13A-OZ01830 aka Buchai Age: 14 (almost 15) Gender: male Personality: Dual. Sweet, clumsy/Cruel, calculating Sexual Preference: doesn’t have one, virgin, never had any sexual contact with either gender Mobile Suit: unmanned dolls. Any MS with zero system. and most normal MS as well. Favorite Handheld Weapons: MP Compact 9mm smith an wesson Faction They Work For: OZ History: Test tube baby. OZ Experiment. Genetically alter to control a unit of unmanned dolls mentally. Genetically alter for Zero system usage. An attempt at recreating the Gundam Pilot Heero Yuy. Appearance: NO EYE PATCH. GOLD EYES (due to genetic alterations) BLACK almost BLUE hair (due to genetic alterations)      ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Player: Serafinariv Name: Naneya Aziz Raberba Age: 18 Gender: female though often confused as a male Personality: tough. tart. Sexual Preference: males Mobile Suit: none Favorite Handheld Weapons: TKB-059 assault rifle chambered in 7.62x39mm Faction They Work For: guerrilla soldier in middle east 3rd world country History: grew up on the streets in the middle of guerilla warfare. Appearance:  
*******************************************************************************************************************************************************************Player: Asbloodrunscold Name: Real Name: Daniel Haeon Given name: Kazuki Junio Aoi Tag: Blue Raven - 002 Age: 32 Gender: Male  Personality:He's a very kind man always willing to make friends with someone who wants or really needs a friend and is very easy to get along with. He's a strong person in almost every account and he's smarter than one might think for his background. He's tactical and likes to think about his options unless the situation has only one in which case he'll take it. He has fears but he'll always suppress those fears when someone is in danger. He's battle hardened his emotions are also mostly suppressed due to all of the things he's seen and done so he's kind of a hard-a** and a jerk out on the real battlefield. He's very wise and very methodical when in combat and to his men and friends and is willing to lay his life on the line for them and anything he believes in. Sexual Preference:Females Mobile Suit:Custom OZ-13MSX2B-S Mercurius Suivant Favorite Handheld Weapons:Mateba Autorevolver Faction They Work For: Freelancer History:Kazuki's birth is a very obscure one since most of everything known about his childhood is with him and his parents but none of them will say anything. His mother was a doctor or at least she was before she arrested for her crimes. She was considered one of the best doctors despite having such outdated, or very little technology to work with thanks to the reduced advancements. She often had to work in secret to avoid getting into trouble. His father was a famous mechanic probably one of the best around or at least thought so. They met in the garage and its also where they got married but when she got pregnant. Kazuki was raised learning how to work machinery and be a great mechanic though he was just working on Cars even making his own Haro modeled after a Leo. He studied mobile suits using his fathers schematics and actually built tiny models after them. He was drafted into one of the organizations though he had to work in secret. He was working for the Maganac Corps as an agent to get them whatever they actually needed. He spent three years in their service, allowing them to train him and further their goals until he turned eighteen at which point he left and "stole" something from them, something he had him steal from OZ to take advantage of their weakened state and resurrection.It should be noted that the MS he's using is quite old belonging to Daniel's Ancestor who worked for Oz as a prize and it was arranged that he get it due to his heritage and natural skill. Manganac knew he'd be of more help if he was talked into it of his own accord rather than simply forced into it because of his obligations. They put up a false front of wanting him returned, and tired to stop him though giving up months after he left. He fixed up the MS he stole from them though he had kept it hidden acting as a merc called "Blue Raven" and a savior to the normal people, and he has continued this for a few years managing to avoid detection and punishment. He knows however that a war is on the horizon and that it could end in disaster...there it little he can do to stop it.
*******************************************************************************************************************************************************************Player: Demon Soul Catcher Name: Nero Nishimoto Age: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: Quiet, resvered, distance Sexual Preference: Women Favorite Handheld Weapons: SV-98 Firing 7.62x54mmR Faction They Work For: Maganac History: Being born into the Maganac, they saw his talent quickly and made plans to bring him up in the brotherhood believing that he'd rise up quickly. However, no one could've guess that what happened would've. Dropping into a coma they gave up hope of him waking and training him after the first month. His mother wouldn't let them pull the plug on him tho. She had hope that he would wake and be her little boy again. Little by little her hope faded as the years wore on, it came to a point where she didn't know why she still kept him alive. Then came the day when his eyes opened and he struggled to sit up. Since then he has known nothing save training morning and night. Mobile Suit: NO HIGH TECH GUN, SIMPLER RIFLE 
*******************************************************************************************************************************************************************Name: Sailis Midalia Age: Seneteen. It's between seventeen and nineteen yet not exactly eighteen. Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: Sailis is a complex individual in all truth. He's a playful and mischievous young man to start off; always enjoying the relaxation fun can bring to a situation. He's also vicious yet caring, merciless and faithful in all that he does, but more than all of that, he's very intelligent for his age. Sexual Preference: Nunya. Mobile Suit: A gundam of his own design called The Evil Angel. As far as anyone knows, it's fast at moving around, carries two large swords, carries two different types of guns albeit their firing range is still unknown and a claw of sorts on the left arm. It's coloration is a simple black and white. Favorite Handheld Weapons: Dual .9mm Berettas, a machete and a knife. Faction They Work For: ESUN History: Sailis Midalia has a rather dark and mysterious past, most of it being caused by his own amnesia to it. All that is known about him is that he was found somewhere in Africa at about the time he was about six by the ESUN military. Since no one really claimed him and he didn't really know anything about himself, they figured they'd raise and train him to be a soldier. One of these men from the ESUN who raised him gave him the name Sailis Midalia since no one could find any records of his existence. Over the years since having been rescued from guerilla warfare, he's been thoroughly trained on how to fight in and out of a suit just like any normal soldier meant for keeping the peace. He's been taught for survival, how to keep up maintenance on mobile suits and even how to build suits from scratch just to settle his curiosity. It doesn't mean he's the most obedient of soldiers though seeing as he has a habit of questioning orders regardless of the repercussions. Just as he's been taught all of these skills, he's used his knowledge about mobile suits, the blueprints for mobile suits and parts lying around to build a suit of his own creation over the years he's spent in the ESUN. What has made him seem far more advanced than someone of about his general age group is how he never seems to forget anything he's been taught, the fact that he built his own gundam from such a young age and how his brain always seems to be working on overtime. Several members of the military units in the ESUN will say his faith has helped keep them inspired although it doesn't work on everyone. They will say that even when his faith is tested, he stands strong in his belief and does his best to keep most from getting overly stressed out by doing things like playing pranks, giving people riddles and making people play games with him. One thing that they can't understand, however, is how the more irritable gets, the darker his hair and eyes get. Overall, he's always questioned orders given and sometimes even refuses acting upon them, leaving them for others to complete in his stead. It is his beliefs that separates him from the rest of the ESUN militarized forces to the point that if asked, he will say he acts upon things he believes to be just (ie he works for himself) although he will also add that he might not be alive today if it weren't for those ESUN forces that took him in and raised him when he had no one. In short, he might question orders, but part of him feels obligated to do the things asked of him and he becomes conflicted. It is that which makes others finish tasks he is ordered to do. By freezing up like he does at times, that's his way of refusing doing certain mission objectives. For now, however, he is working as a gundam pilot for the ESUN.
*******************************************************************************************************************************************************************Player: NeophantomX Name: Neo Khushrenada Age: 22 Gender: male Appearance: Personality: Calm, composed, confident and seemingly exerting an aura of charisma much like his ancestor Treize. He is also an amazing actor and can easily portray any personality he needs for the situation. Sexual Preference: females Mobile Suit: http://www.recognizer.net/mahq/unicorn/shinanju.pngFavorite Handheld Weapons: a special combat knife with wire attachment partly seen in pic and modified pistol with armor piercing rounds. Faction They Work For: A commander with OZ History: Neo grew up a secret from the ESUN who would have preferred the line of the Khushrenadas to have ended long ago. Neo was groomed from birth for success and was taught of all the many things his ancestors had accomplished and what was expected of him as the latest generation. And so he grew up in their shadow, though where many would have been crushed under such a burden Neo excelled instead, driven with an intense dream of restoring OZ to greatness and surpassing his ancestors, and bring about a true peace. It was with that in mind that he donned his mask ( the one in pic ) and earned a place as one of OZ's top commanders and continues to move up through the ranks.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 1:37 pm
Cold eyes like frozen amber studied the screen before him, a mass of wires scattered on the floor like snakes rising up to wrap like a lover’s embrace around a small figure with blue black hair. His body rested in a cushion chair reclined backwards, cupping his slim frame like a mother’s womb. Multiple screens surrounded him, supplying a variety of information and data. He did not move from his seat, not even to lift a hand yet the screens flickered about shifting information about. The main screen shows an army of unmanned dolls one side red the other green, battling out to the death. The red side had the advantage, being quickly then the opposing side which soon met its demise. Behind a long mirror stood a team of scientist and military personally, all chatting about the event unfolding before them, studying the cold calculating boy just beyond the glass. “Remarkable the response time is all but instantaneous, the fastest reflexes ever recorded. Can he move a MS like this,” a general asked a tall man in glass dressed in a flowing white coat. “Yes, X13’s physical reflexes are just a fast as his mental ones. His genetic structure is different from us, while our brain decides to do something before doing, his skips this process and literally as the thought crosses his mind, his body is moving.” The general blinked, “what about decision making? Are you telling me he doesn’t analysis a situation?” “Oh he does but at such a fast scale its as if he didn’t.” The general blinked before turning to look back out through the glass at the boy in question who looked at the blank screen as the battle had ended before tilting his head back towards the mirror behind him. “Are we finished here?” he asked, his voice flat and cold. “Yes Buchai thats all the simulations for today,” the scientist replied. Buchai almost bounced out of the chair before remembering the wires and tripped, falling out of the chair onto the floor in a spilled mess. Buchai laughed nervously. “Oops!” The scientist sighed as the General and the rest whom didn’t know the boy stared in struck awe at the sudden change. “Buchai don’t move the techs will get you untangled.” “I can do it!” he quirked up. “NO! Buchai remember last time you tried to untangle yourself?” Buchai pouted, cheeks turning pink before giving in, “ok, Dr. Amori.” The general turned to the doctor, “what is that?” “That would be the other Buchai.” “The other?” “Yes, Buchai has a split personality disorder, probably from the genetic alterations we haven’t found a source yet. Whenever Buchai is in fighting mode as we call it he is a completely different person outside of it. Normally he is a sweet clumsy kid, get him in fighting mode and you’re dealing with a whole new person, a cold unfeeling sadist b@stard.” The general blinked, “but normally he is like this?” The doctor sighed, “yes but he knows when to be serious.” They turned at a sudden yelp as Buchai tried to ‘help’ the techs get him untangle and only ripped out one of the wires from his skin. The General stared wide eyed at the kid and the scientist didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Buchai oblivious to this, thanked the techs for getting him untangled and waved off hands to treat the wound where the wire had been. Buchai sucked on the back of his hand before bouncing out of the room heading to get a meal. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Naneya stood with her back against a crumbling house the sounds of shouts and gun fire echoing through the desert town as two different sides of guerilla soldiers fought each other. Naneya long forgot what she fought for, now it was just survival. Though her unit was all but dead, only a handful remained pinned in this town unable to get out and regroup with the main force. They were almost out of food and water and ammo for that matter. They had sent out to messagers to get help but they had no way of knowing if they had gotten out alive. One did however and ran into the people and pleaded their case begging for help as it would take too long to reach the main force for aid. Though they did not know this Naneya’s unit stood their final ground pinned within the town a mountain wall behind them. She wasn’t stupid she knew they would die today, the chances of help arriving on time were slim to none. She might get lucky and be spared for a bed whore if they even realized she was a girl. With her hair chopped short and in men’s BDU it was hard to noticed the soft curves of her woman body and the tightly bond breast. Still she would stand with her comrades her rifle at ready, she linger forward firing a few shots, smiling at the exclaims of pain telling her she hit her target before hiding behind the house again. She was an excellent shot, being tiny gave her the advantage of slipping through and around the enemy lines getting them from behind before seeking shelter again. Naneya moved backward and around the said house she had used as a shield, it was time to slip forward again and try to give her side the advantage if she could. She crouched down inside a dark half collapse house when she heard a voice behind her. “So your the mouse that has been sneaking into our camp.” She didn’t have time to react before she found herself pinned to the ground her rifle out of her hands. “You have been a pain in our @sses boy!!! A slow death waits for you!!” Naneya was dragged back into their cam. "Found the mouse sneaking into our camp!" Naneya tried to break free, "and proud of it! Did you like my desert ants?" A few men rubbed the burning ant bites glaring at her. The leader smirked, "ya about as much as you're going to like this." He slammed his fist into her gut driving her to her knees where she gasped for air being held up by then man who found her. She was thrown on the ground, a kick landing solidly into her ribcage. She screamed feeling something snapped. Something was stuffed into her mouth muffling her cries as the beating continued before she was tied to a post, her hands behind the post, sprawled on the ground, fighting to stay concious. "Will finish with him when we're done with the rest. He has a pretty face be a shame not to take advantage of him before killing him. Heh maybe I will keep him as a pet." She blinked watching them walk away to finish killing off her comrades. Please let the scouts have found someone to help, she thought through the pain filled haze.
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:53 pm
 Daniel Haeon
Kazuki Junio Aoi Dark brown eyes looked over the white lines of the deep blue piece of paper that created the schematic on his custom MS. A remnant of the war from over a century ago he had been preforming multiple upgrades and improvements to make it a force to be reckoned with though when it was used originally it was very dangerous. He turned a serious face up to the MS which had several parts of it's places missing though they were being prepared to be placed back in their proper positions as Dan had done the nessecary wiring and things. He was covered in oil, a few scratches, some blood, and even a little burn but otherwise he was fine, that came with being a mechanic especially when taking on such a monumental task on your own. Dan could not afford to get help as he needed to remain hidden if he was to avoid punishment, but for how long? Apparently not very long.....he heard the sounds of vehicles approaching.
He let out a small sigh and grabbed his gun from his holster as he walked outside and stood in front of the opening. He hit the button which closed the bay door as he stood there with a revolver in his hand. Once the people approached they got out of the car, but they did not attack him
"Are you Daniel Haeon?" one of the men asked.
Daniel nodded "Aye, what do you want?" he asked calmly. The men walked forward and held out a file.
"We want you to help us...there is someone who may want to speak with you." one said.
Dan stared for a moment "No, if they want help bring them here, I'm busy." he said and opened up the hanger before he went back inside and closed it. They would have to go back and get their soldiers. They would return to whoever was looking for help.
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 10:04 pm
A dirty and injured soldier came scrambled out of the back of the car, "my unit needs help!! We are pinned in a mountain back city! There isn't many of us left! Any more time wasted and they might all be dead!! We were doing a recon mission of the area when we were attacked by an overlord's men! PLEASE HELP US!" He dropped to this knees and hand on the ground begging for help. (short but NPC so)
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 10:10 pm
Daniel Haeon
Kazuki Junio Aoi Daniel sighed and came out a moment later "You know, my service requires payment unless you are normal citizens of the city." he said "I assume this won't require the aid of my MS seeing as how it's not quite combat ready as you've not given me the chance to finish maintenance." he said. He walked inside and to a locker where he clicked a button which opened up a panel. He bandaged his injuries and put on armored before grabbing weapons and coming back out. He looked at them "You'll owe me, but I'll help you.." he said "No more than this...I hate it when grown a** men get on their knees and beg." he said.
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 10:15 pm
The man look up, and sighed relief on his face and expressed in his body. "Thank you! Thank you!" he exclaimed before giving the unit's location, call sign of sparrow and uniforms marked with a black sparrow on the back. "You will be repaid by the main force, whatever we can spare!! Please hurry!! There is a child-" the man passed out from his injuries. (again NPC once working with real characters I will post better)
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 6:01 am
Daniel Haeon
Kazuki Junio Aoi Daniel sighed and walked over to the jeep "I'll have to take this, I'm not taking my car." he said as the the others began to drive off though he stopped the car "I have a medical kit in my main office, it's behind the black door...use it, and don't touch anything." he said as he allowed them to continue to drive. It was hot out in the desert, the sun was beating on him and even more so in armor. He checked his guns which were old, but still highly effective especially since advancement was outlawed. He leaned back a little bit and sighed "So how many were there?" he asked the men in the front as they sped towards the locations.
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 8:14 am
One of Daniel's men saluted and grabbed the unconscious man, along with another solider and moved him to the office to treat while the others left. One of his men turned around in the seat from the passage seat, "from what the guerrilla soldier said before passing out was that there seemed to be 20 maybe 30 of an overlord's soldiers and his unit was only 16, four recon groups of 4. They had met up to share information before rejoining their main group when they were ambushed and pinned in an abandoned mountain backed town. The men who attacked them seemed to be a unit that one of the recon groups had been observing but they decided to sneak in reduce supplies, and wreak havoc after said overlord's unit swept through a town and wreaked havoc with the people. We can safely assume the overlord is Hamid Kore. He is a sadist b@stard who lets his soldier do anything they want with the women of the neighbor towns, as well as take any supplies and food even from starving children. What that guerrilla soldier described sounded like his soldier's work. I can't said I blame the that recon group from interfering even if they were disobeying orders. It is hard to stand back and see that mess." ************************************************************************************************************************************ Name: Naneya Aziz Raberba
Age: 18 but most people tend to think she is younger, they also think she is a he
Favorite Handheld Weapons: TKB-059 assault rifle chambered in 7.62x39mm
Skills: proficiency with most hand held weapons. proficiency with hand to hand combat.
Current Career: Guerilla soldier and MS mechanic.
Family: none, parents were killed during one of the many guerrilla battles
Traits: tough and tart. Naneya shook her head trying to clear, realizing she must have blacked out because all the men but two were gone around the camp, they were chatting near by, discussing how many were left in the city, apparently the last few were making a good stand, moving quickly from place to place to avoid detection. She smiled softly, that was her recon unit. They were called the Shadow Sparrows, or the Shadows as most people called them because they way they worked, moving silently but quickly, a whisper of a sighting, a shadow. Her unit was alive still and maybe the only ones, it seemed help was not coming. Janis didn't make it, she thought, tears pricking her eyes. Janis was like a favorite uncle to her, after her parents died two years ago he made sure she stayed on her feet. "Ah he's awake," said a rough voice from her other side, she turned her head and saw the leader approaching her. "Not too many of them left, kid," he said crouching down before her, his hand reaching out grabbing her hair to jerk her head back and force her to look at him. "When I am done with them kid I will start on you. Real slow too. You were a pain in my side Kid, sneaking into our camp back in Ka'lid. A rat spiking our water, burning our tents, stealing our meat, and the desert ants oh well even I have to admit was a nice touch. You did more though you punk and you will pay I promise you that. There are so many ways you can suffer. I like holding the head under water routine myself. You like water don't ya kid? Of course you do a desert rat like you." The leader leaned in close, his face barely an inch from her's, she could smell the sweat and dirt from his skin, the unwashed mouth as he continue to speak, "you are pretty boy I have to give you that. I think I could even pretend you're a girl while I have my way with you. What do you think of that kid. Do you want to live? I'll keep you as my pet, a bed wh0re. Its the best offer you'll get, what do you say?" Naneya narrowed her eyes and spat into his face, "go to hell!" The leader wiped his face with his free hand, before that hand wrapped around her throat squeezing hard, Naneya chocked and winced as he smiled. "You just sealed your fate kid, the best way to make you suffer is to turn you into the very thing you don't want to be. You'll be my pet, my bed wh0re. I'll keep you alive and well used until you are nothing but an emotionless shell of what you once way, broken beyond repair. Then I skill won't kill you but pretty you up and sell you to the highest bidder, or maybe even Hamid Kore will want you, used and broken as you will be, you'd be a nice gift." He let her go standing up and walking away, while she coughed and gagged, sucking down air for her deprived lungs and brain. She realized she was royally screwed. When he realized she was in fact a girl, that would make it all the sweet for him. She wouldn't be surprised that once he realized she was a girl, he wouldn't take her at all but gift her to Hamid in hopes of a promotion. Naneya knew she needed to escape somehow so she started pulling of the ropes behind her back, trying to find a weakness. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Name: X13A-OZ01830 aka Buchai
Age: 14 (almost 15........in 6 months)
Favorite Handheld Weapons: MP Compact 9mm smith an wesson
Skills: proficiency with most hand held weapons. proficiency with hand to hand combat, can pilot any MS
Current Career: OZ soldier and experiment
Family: none, test tube baby
Traits: Dual personality. Sweet, clumsy/Cruel, calculating Buchai at in the mess hall surrounded by OZ soldiers who ruffled his hair playfully and joked with him. He ate his food happily as he joked back with men he had known for all his life, and some only for a few months. It was hard not to like Buchai though most hadn’t seen his other side, tales of ti had spread quickly and they tried to keep the small boy happy. “Buchai how was your test today?” one of them asked, he had only been there for a month and received an elbow in the rib by the soldier next to him who had known Buchai for a long time. Buchai froze for a moment, his eyes hardening before melting into golden butter, “it went great!! Got tangled in the wires again though. Dr. Amori wasn’t too thrilled about that!” The tension that has built for the second dropped into laughter which increased when Buchai knocked over his cup. It was customary for something to fall over when Buchai was around. Buchai laughed as well rubbing the back of his head. “oops sorry!” “We’re use to it!” Buchai grinned before yawning, the soldier next to him ruffled his hair, “your done eating right? Go to bed you had a tiring session.” Buchai nodded rubbing his eyes sleepily before stumbling off the bench and out of the mess hall ignoring the scolding behind him as the one soldier was being reprimanded for almost bring out the other side of Buchai. Buchai took a quick shower, placed a bandage over the torn skin around the silver disk on the back of his right hand before dropped onto his soft bed. He snuggled under the soft blankets in his blue and white pengiun PJs and slipped into a mind exhausted sleep. Buchai sat up suddenly in his bed, hand clutched to his chest as a heavy pressure compressed making it hard to breath, he panted until the pressure subsided. This wasn’t the first time this had happened. It did time to time. Dr. Amori told him it had to do with his genetic make up and wasn’t life threatening and not to worry about it. However he did, what if this happened during a real battle? Though it only seem to occur at night and had never happened during a simulation it still concerned him. He sighed he wouldn’t be able to sleep now, he never could once this happened, he was afraid of not being able to breath again. He sighed rubbing his eyes tiredly and decided to find Dr. Amori who always calmed him down then made him a mug of ginger milk to help him sleep again. He was walking out of his room when a glimmer caught his eye, on the desk next to his door was his gun, though he hated the thing. Dr. Amori was always insistent of him taking it with him everywhere and always scolded him when he didn’t have it. Buchai sighed grabbing his crossed holster and putting it over his white penguin PJ tank top, fitting the gun in the holster. He probably looked ridiculous with the gun over his cute PJs but oh well better then being scolded again. Today had been a huge demonstration for Dr. Amori better to keep him happy, he had to be very stressed out right now. So with his weapon Buchai left his room, his bare feet padding silently on the cold floor making him wish had put on socks. Dr. Amori would probably scold him about catching cold but he liked to fuss over him so Buchai wasn’t too worried about that scolding. Buchai arrived at the lower levels for the OZ facility finding it oddly empty, there were normally a few staff members moving about. Buchai shrugged maybe the staff was with Dr. Amori reviewing today’s simulations. Buchai peeked into Dr. Amori’s office finding it empty, before checking the simulation room also empty. Buchai entered the simulation room, his fingers tracing over the chair he sat in during the test, his eyes hardened for a few moments, his soft sweet expression shifting into a cold mask, his back straighten slightly taking advantage of his full height.
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 5:44 pm
Daniel Haeon
Kazuki Junio Aoi Daniel nodded "Alright that's a relatively easy number to deal with assuming you don't make too much noise and are willing to work with me.." he said "I need you to drop me on a path where I can get behind lines ans hopefully have you guys run a bit of distraction." he said "I know Hamid Kore well, previous encounters with his men on the way to my hangar." he said and sighed "His men are only as dangerous as a pack of wild animals, if you want them to stop and run then you gotta make sure they knew they are in danger." he said and began to load his revolver over and over again "Make a show of us, mass slaughter works well....but so does killing their leader, I want you to make sure he doesn't escape...I'll make a message out of him and scare them off. It'll take a few deaths, but it's not like we have to shoot everyone though I would like to, but these people are cowards and not worth the bullets.." he said and smiled "So...how good are your supplies?" the man asked. He did seem a little sadistic, but despite his age he had more experience under his belt than most generals, especially dealing with these..animals.
They were less dangerous than other organizations, and hell...he's engaged in MS combat on more than a few occasions, a life and death situation unless you actually had one of those Bull-**** suits the five had back then. He hadn't had to use it much though as his opponent were either so very weak, or it was just unneeded.
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 9:55 pm
The men nodded, "the guerrilla soldier has already agree to pay us for helping him find you and to help with the situation. You plan sounds good. We have basic rifles and about three clips each with a few handhelds. We were not exactly expecting to go into a battle zone when the Guerrilla found us. We have enough for this though." (NPCs...got to hate them.)
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 6:02 am
Daniel Haeon
Kazuki Junio Aoi Daniel nodded "Alright, I have extra clips, make sure you make them work while I do my part." he said as they drove to the path in silence. Once there he hopped out of the car with his pistol, two Ulu, and a revolver rifle which was outdated, but highly effective strangely and crawled up the rocky hillside. Reaming slow he would check for scouts and things as he looked for a good position, and to scope out where the leader was. Knowing this army he would be in the most lavish tent, probably with a female. It didn't take long to reach a good point actually. He crouched down and set up the stand for the rifle seeing if he could get a good enough shot. [[Gotta run fast.]]
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 7:03 am
The other three men nodded and dismounted the jeep, grabbing their weapons, the sounds of gunfire filling the air, however the sounds were spaced out and few, letting them know there probably wasn't many survivors. The men slipped around the large rock formation they used to cover their approach and entered the city to help. (grr npcs...)
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