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"We had the entire galaxy at our fingertips. But we were foolish, now, it looks like we'll pay the price." –Unknown


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>Joyride through the Stars​

The stars are changing you know? Shits been crazy lately.

Indeed, for sometime now she’s been crying.​

She? Don’t tell me you believe in that fairy tale about the Goddess.​

Like one woman can make the entire galaxy. Come on man, this is the age of science!

She is real, and pretty soon, you’ll all realize that. …One way or another.






Earth, From Terra Firma, To The Stars - By Taro Murakami​

Beyond

Earth. It’s my home, and your home too. We’re the most advanced society in the Sol Star System, and quickly becoming one of the more dominant presences on even the galactic front. But we weren’t always like this. It wasn’t until 1947, when a man named Albert Einstein discovered a strange artifact did humanity take the first steps towards its history in the stars.

The artifact Albert Einstein found was a GEAR. A large bipedal robot used for combat. Today, we have plenty of them, used for a variety of tasks, that we created ourselves, but back then this technology was completely foreign and worlds beyond anything we could ever imagine. To Einstein’s surprise, when he touched the GEAR, the contraption lit up and came to life. The cockpit in its head opened up, and he jumped inside.

That was the first time a human had ever left Earth. But it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

Einstein’s discovery prompted a ‘Space Revolution’ on Earth. The GEAR (as the scientist dubbed it) was seized by allied powers, and at once mankind came together to decipher the nature of this strange object. It wasn’t hard though, because the GEAR had an added surprise within it. It could talk. It turned out that Einstein’s GEAR had a full blown artificial intelligence; it could think, talk, and it even had memories, though most of them were corrupted from being inactive for so long.

The GEAR, which soon came to be called Renaissance relayed to the allied powers, through Einstein, how it was built and how to create more of him. In the coming years, humanity had successfully created two GEARs. They were nothing compared to the original, but they worked, none the less.


There was a problem though. In 1960, a ‘mysterious’ cluster of light was spotted in the atmosphere. It wouldn’t be long before Earth found out what those lights were. Aliens, Extra Terrestrials, the ones on the other side of the frontier, they touched down on our planet. What was worse was what they came in: Gears. Lots of them. Where humanity only had three, they had droves. Earth prepared for a fight, but what they received instead was a hand from a friend.

The aliens (the force was a mixture of different races), came to welcome humanity into the galaxy. It seemed like each race each discovered space travel the same way, by finding an ancient GEAR. Though these races had been traveling the stars for centuries, while we had only one man that ever traveled past the gravitational pull. The visitors shared technology with man, helping them create bigger and better GEARS. It looked lke the start of a bright future.

However, with great power, comes great responsibility. Maybe humanity wasn’t ready for interplanetary travel?

It was twenty years after the first contact with alien life. 1980. As we began to broaden our presence in the solar system, the problem arose about how these new planets would be governed. Naturally, conflict among countries broke out, which quickly escalated to battle. This was the third World War. The battle was waged in the stars for the first time, between GEAR pilots. It was a seven yearlong blood bath, and ended with no clear victor for any territory.

In 1987, a truce was made between each country. They agreed that, now that man had reached the stars, the lines of countries meant nothing now. It was time to knock down those aged borders, and become mankind.

And so, the Global Conglomerate was established. A government body that personifies the unity of mankind after World War III. They are the force that guides us today, and the body that guides us as humanity reaches new heights in the galaxy.

Now, it’s the year 2010, the fiftieth anniversary of mankind’s first contact with the galaxy.

I’m typing this paper as a means to look upon how far humanity has come since its humble days before space travel and GEARs.

I just wonder how far we still have to go…


I mean…


We’ve been to so many different Star Systems…

Countless planets…

But have we really seen everything there is to see out there? I wonder.

The Global Conglomerate Armed Forces Want YOU!​

The Global Conglomerate

“It’s a dirty job, but someone’s gotta do it. I don’t take no pleasure in doing this though, know that at least.” –Demetri Maverick


So, you want to join the elite. The few. The proud. The ever illustrious, cream of the crop that is the Global Conglomerate Armed Forces? There’s a few steps you have complete, a few things you need to know, and a certain mind state you need to have before you can even think of joining our ranks…maggot!

1. First, you’ve gotta brush up on your history! Know the Global Conglomerate, Love the Global Conglomerate! Do you understand lady-legs?!


Established after the third World War, 1987 the Global Conglomerate personifies the unity of humanity after the blood bath of WWIII. It's like the UN, but with everything under it, and an actual army, and it's the governing force of humanity.

The GC organizes itself in a way similar to the old nations. Each former nation represents a particular 'branch' of the GC. This still has the feel of the old world way, but encourages a healthy rivalry between nations. So America has its branch...and China...and Japan...and so forth.

Each branch is overseen by a general from the GC army and president, elected by the people under that branch.


2. To be in this gorgeous unit, you’ve gotta be THE best of THE best! Know that, and practice it like religion…girly-man!



The men and women of the Global Conglomerate army are elite soldiers. They’re certified killing machines. Try and cross one, and you’re guaranteed a quick, and very, very painful death.



3. You will be a killing machine! This is a lot like number two, but different! …Got that twinkle-toes!?



Once you enter the ranks of the GC Armed Forces, and still after only completing your stay in the academy, you receive a special gift called a Mana-Drive. Mana-Drives are just one of the two secret weapons that the army has. They’re implants that allow the soldier to go beyond typical human means, and perform supernatural feats. There are two types of Mana-Drives, but a solider can only receive one. More than one Mana-Drive can causes too much of a strain on the user’s mental and physical condition, eventually killing them.

The two types of Mana-Drives are…

Physical- These implants increase physical capabilities, these can range from giving the user break-neck speed, to granting them superhuman strength.

Mental- These tap into the uncharted regions of the human mind, digging up the dormant powers within oneself. With these implants come powers straight from the legends-- control over the elements, telekinesis, basically all of your supernatural things.

Mana-Drives are permitted to military personnel, but there have been numerous instances where some brave soul undergoes an operation by a seedy doctor. Though they receive the benefits most with the implants do, these individuals also experience numerous side effects from the illegal practice. It is encouraged for soldiers, who come into contact with anyone with an illegal Mana-Drive to seize the person, as well as the one who gave them said Mana-Drive—they are dangers to the safety of the populace.



4. Love your GEAR! Embrace your GEAR! It is an extension of your very soul! Catch my drift…snickerdoodle?!

The true power of the GC Armed Forces comes from their GEARs.

GEARs are in essence, an extension of an individual's own power. Every bit of the GEAR from it's appearance, down to its skills and capabilities reflect the pilot's own self. Even the GEAR's A.I. is taken from the pilot; through 'Syncing' with the GEAR a pilot develops a bond with it. One result of the sync is GEAR A.I. reflecting the pilot's, it's not an exact copy, it's more like a very impressionable younger sibling-- that has the potential to destroy a small continent.

Combat GEARs (there are many service GEARs used for mundane tasks on the domestic front, like construction, manufacturing etc.) are only available to the military-class. Any civilian with one of their own is considered a danger to global safety and immediately detained.

Regarding GEAR Transportation and Storage

Traditionally, GEARs are transported and stored in hangers on ships and on bases, places like that. But recently, a new technology has sprouted, thanks to a group of scientists on Venus. The instruments are called PiNGs, and they come in the form of small, often stylish charms. They're shape and style are unique to the pilot and are simple, convenient ways to transport your GEAR so that you may have it on the spot.



5. You are the last line guarding mankind from chaos and discord! You alone will protect your people from anything that threatens our peace! Got it memorized…cutie pie?!

The Global Conglomerate’s goal is to maintain and enforce order and prosperity in the utopia of Earth. The army stands to protect that order and prosperity with force. Be it attacks from off world enemies, or crises on the home front. There are a number of threats to global peace, and the army is there to eradicate those threats. Some of the bigger threats on this list include…


+ Those outside of the army with Mana-Drive implants

+ Those outside of the army with possession of a GEAR

+ Genetics, or Natural Mages


These threats are to be neutralized on the spot. It is very rare that those in offense of these crimes are given trial.

----Excerpt from the Global Conglomerate Armed Forces New Recruit book, written by Brigadier General Xavier Wallace, with aid from Colonel Demetri Maverick ©2008​

A Life on the Run – Aston Lux La Roux​

Long Way Home

“I am a Genetic. Condemned by my own people, simply because of a gene I did not ask to be born with. Do not pity me though, that would be a grave mistake.” –Aston Lux Le Roux


They call people like me Genetics. We are a small number of individuals born with the ability to use magic in our blood. Our powers, at their best, greatly exceed anyone with a Mana-Drive, which are just cheap imitations of our God-Given abilities. At their worst though, our powers find us a taken by the Conglomerate and forced to join the military. Genetics are threats to global security-- says the Conglomerate, but a Genetic with a leash can be a powerful asset. So, rather than kill us on the spot, they give us a choice, join them, or be murdered—sounds lovely does it not? Some Genetics can live their whole lives without ever knowing they have the gift gift, others may spend their whole lives running from a future as a military dog, and some, welcome a life serving their planet.

Genetics tend to be highly religious. We believe in the Goddess, a deity that created the stars from her tears, and the planets we stand on from her blood. As Genetics, we are the direct descendents of the Goddess, and that keeps those of us on the run (like myself) going. The teachings of the Goddess speak of a day of reckoning that will come when ‘The Great Star’ burns out. The teachings say that Genetics will feel this time coming when they can hear the Goddess’ call…could these dreams I’ve been having be connected to that tale?

Genetics cannot use a Mana-Drive. To receive the implants would cause a break down of our nervous system and mind, and bring about a very swift death. There is no need for the things anyway, as Genetics our reflexes naturally excel that of the average human, and unlike a Mana-Drive, which can only bestow control over one element (or some other supernatural power) we have control over all of the elements, and maybe even then some, depending on our degree of mastery.

Will the time come when my people are ever truly free?

 

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The Galaxy, And Everything in It! [Click For Images]​

The Galaxy

“It’s a big galaxy out there,” “How big is it Colonel Maverick?!” “I’ll tell ya! Thhhhhis big!” “Whoa!” –Colonel Maverick and Friends Explore the Galaxy (Coming to Blu-Ray and Holo Vid Soon)

The Galaxy is expansive, and only sixty percent is estimated to have been discovered even today. While mankind has the tools to travel to different Star Systems, like the Oberon System, through warp relays, we’ll just keep it simple today and explain the planets in our good old Sol System. Ready kids? Here we go!


Earth

New York City

Big and blue, it’s the primary home of the human race. While many of Earth’s colonies take up a more metallic, futuristic vibe, Earth remains well…down to Earth. While major cities, such as New York and Tokyo adopt the previously mentioned ‘futuristic’ ‘science fiction’ feel; most places still stay simple and cozy. Make sure you say ‘thank you’ whenever you see a Global Conglomerate soldier, m’kay kids?

Mars

Dirge, Mars' Capital City


Red, really, really red. Remember kiddos, steer clear of Mars. …Unless you fancy being eaten alive by the Spacers. The home planet of the 'Spacers' a giant organization of space pirates of all races. Their size and power is the one thing in the Local Cluster (our solar system) that could pose a serious threat to the Global Conglomerate; luckily a treaty between the powers has been made.

The whole planet is for the outlaws, power is the name of the game here. It’s all run by the big wig Pirate King Zekkai. But nothing is solid on Mars, should someone simply assassinate Zekkai, they would be the new King.

This is the place to be if you need information, seeing how the GC censors just about every worthwhile document. This is also the place to go if you are seeking some unrestricted Mana-Drive implants.

Venus

The Scholar's Retreat

Lawful, peaceful, and quiet Venus is the polar opposite of Mars. Think of Mars as the black to Venus' white, while Earth is the shade of gray. Venus, a sanctum of the GC, is THE science Mecca. All thinkers, tinkerers and philosophers come here. Keep getting A’s in class, and ya might just make it here kids.

Mercury

Through the use of special Mana-Drives, humanity has finally been able to explore the planet closest to the sun. Do to its position; this planet has been virtually untouched by most modern civilizations, making it a prime place for excavation. Numerous alien artifacts have been uncovered since touch down.

Jupiter

Tartarus


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Big, really, really stinkin’ big. And hot, really stinkin’ hot (not hotter than Mercury though). This is where the ‘bad men’ go. The Global Conglomerate keeps its major prison here: Tartarus. As such, this is also one of the roughest places in the Sol System.

Saturn

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City Ruins?

The home planet of the Genetics, and the one place in the Sol System where the GC has no presence. I’ve been there once, and it’s a beautiful, lush, green place, probably one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been…but since I’m a soldier…I’m supposed to say it was dirty…and…not fun. But it really was though.

Uranus



The training planet of the Global Conglomerate Armed Forces. Soldiers are sent here to the academy in order to hone their skill as fighters. It’s some serious work, but it pays off in the end, see this fancy uniform?

Neptune

The Park

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This is probably my favorite planet. The entire rock is a theme park! It’s motto, the most fun you’ll ever have in the galaxy! The planet works independently from the Global Conglomerate, under the management of an illusive character called ‘Facade’. The heads of the GC have only met him personally once; that was 10 years ago when the treaty between the two powers was signed.

Pluto



The coldest planet of them all, Pluto serves as a snowy outpost for the GC. It’s the only planet with the relay-portal capable of sending you out of the Sol System, anyone entering, or exiting the system has to come through Pluto. It’s pretty important.






And that’s that kids! Colonel Maverick has to go now, you know, protect global safety and all of that. But remember; eat your vegetables, watch educational television, and take your vitamins, and just maybe, you’ll grow up to be a member of the Global Conglomerate Armed Forces too!



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Once Upon a Time…​

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“Looks like you’ve got one hell of a job to do. Better hop to it.” –Unknown


July 15th, 2010. Today is the 50th anniversary of mankind’s first contact with alien life back in 1960.

It’s a grand celebration, with festivities being held all around the Sol system. The grandest of them all being held on Earth, on the man-made island called Gaea where the main house of the Global Conglomerate lies. In the spirit of the first contact celebration, there is an intense traffic of aliens coming to a fro Earth.

And for some reason, you have received a ticket to this festival. You’re not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so you take the ticket and head for the party.

But as the shindig gets underway, the part really gets interesting…


It’s time to head for the stars. It’s time to Enter Galactic.

 

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Saddle up Space Cowboys

[The Characters, and their Sheets]

Colonel Demetri Maverick - Scribbles

Aston Lux Le Roux - Scribbles

Taro Murakami - Scribbles Holland "Apollo" Shields - Nowhere Man Camille, Aster, and Lily Gardenia - Evangeline Syrn Hazold - Darkfyre Ceon Tavar - Nigga Sauce Emilie Ducan - Luppi

Human

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As a human, you have a few choices. You could be a Genetic, a member of the army, or even a Spacer, or just an average, everyday human. If you’re a Genetic or a human, you’ll receive a GEAR during the introduction—or perhaps you already have on illegally? It’s all on you grasshopper. The same goes for Mana-Drives. If you are anything accept for a military member you can still have a Mana-Drive, but be aware that illegal Mana-Drives come with some kind of side effect—which is again…up to you.

Basic Human

Name:
Age:
Appearance: (pictures are cool.)
Hometown/Homeplanet:
Personality: (more than a sentence)
Skills: (Maybe you can at least hold your own with some fighting techniques?)
Weapon: (if any)
Bio: (at least a paragraph please)

Soldier/Spacer

Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Hometown/Homeplanet:
Personality:
Mana-Drive: (Physical/Mental only one allowed…unless you want a severely shortened life-span…which would be interesting actually. Get creative with em’!)
Rank And Branch: (soldier only)
Pirate Band Name: (every band has to answer to the Pirate King, yet all bands are basically independent.)
GEAR:
Skills:
Weapon:
Bio:

Alien

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If you’re an alien, you have free reign to damn near whatever you want. You race, Star System, and homeplanet are totally up to you. You still have to make your way to the festival, whether you receive the letter or not. Just don’t be a God or anything ridiculous like that…please.

Name:
Age:
Species:
Appearance:
Hometown/Homeplanet:
Personality:
Mana-Drive: (if any)
Skills: (Does your species have any particularly special abilities? Maybe they’re a mage race? Maybe they have eight arms?)
GEAR: (if any)
Weapon:
Bio:

Da Rules​

“Remember me? I’m back honeybuns! Follow these rules, or receive a swift kick in the crotch!”

1.Read Everything. I mean. Everything. It’s a lot. I know. I wrote it. But trust me. That crap is legit. Skim over it…and you’re screwed.

2. Post often, I’m an annoying badger with people who don’t post at least once a week. I won’t hesitate to blow up your PM box.

3. This is one of those ‘literate’ rps. I’m not expecting essay length posts of course, but I’m expecting meaningful posts. What that means is your post must be relevant. Don’t put a post that’s crap and say ‘writers block, sorry!’. Writers block is understandable, but it shouldn’t be an excuse for a bad post. Just post later. You know?

5.Keep it funky, have fun with everyone. Your character can be an ass, hell two of the character’s I’m using are ass holes. But YOU shouldn’t be an ass…you know?

6. Who doesn’t like romance? It’s how babies are made (XD). It’s welcomed, but it goes without saying that you need to keep it at forum appropriate level. Meaning, no horizontal tangos.

7. This is a huge scale RP. As such, there are bound to be multiple story arcs crossing over. Characters on different planets and Star Systems and such. Conflict and relationships between characters are a given, however, there is still a main plot to be delved into. Keep this in mind as your characters develop.

8. I’m all for creative freedom, if you have something to contribute to the RP above the typical posting, such as a plot line idea or something send it my way. Also, if you have a character in mind that doesn’t necessairly fit what I have detailed in the intro…PM me. We can talk

X. Put this password at the top of your profile: “To infinity…AND BEYOND!” So I know you read everything.

9. You’ve made it to the end…now for the love of everything that is holy…POST! POST! GO! GO!

+You CAN have multiple characters! So long as you can handle em!







Scribs' Encyclopedia




You're mostly one-stop shop for useful miscellaneous info on the world of Enter Galactic.*

*Updated semi-frequently as time goes on, or info is requested.

+ More on GEARS 

There are three types of GEARs, and several sub-classes. These three classes are… 

+ Domestic – These are GEARs that vary in size and job. However, they all serve some sort of mundane task, such as factory work. Even the largest of these GEARs are not cut out for combat. 

+ Combat – As the name implies, these GEARs are the warriors. Through syncing with a pilot they become weapons of extreme destruction. There are three sub-classes of combat GEARs. 

+Light – These GEARs resemble the average height of a human. Though extremely underpowered, when gathered in groups they could become a problem due to their advanced speed and maneuverability. 
+ Heavy and Mid – These are the typical type of GEAR you see in battle. Their abilities all differ in accordance to the pilot themselves. 

+Titan – Cybernetic Beasts, these GEARs are extremely rare, so rare that the Global Conglomerate has 0 in their possession. It is said that several of these legends reside outside the Local Star System, within a far off system called Omega. ((They’re totally like Mass Effect’s Reapers—minus the whole enslave humanity thing)) 


+The Goddess, A Crash Course ((Coming VERY soon)) 

+ The Goddess in the world of Enter Galactic is the chief deity ((There are real world religions within the world as well *note)). Her teachings are widely worshiped by the Genetics or Natural Mages, and many Alien races. The Goddess is seen as the 'Mother' of the Galaxy, her being the first being among the stars. Legend has it that long ago, the Goddess created life from her very own blood. Her subjects, in those old days, revered her far and wide. They thanked the Goddess, worshiped the Goddess, for all that she had done for them. For some time, this 'Golden Age' transpired, and all was right. However, soon, a group grew tired of having the Goddess control their fate. This group rose up against the Goddess. They revolted, inevitably striking down their very Mother. When the Goddess fell, the Galaxy fell into a state of chaos. The people of the Goddess knew not what to do with themselves after their leader had been slain. Tribes began to form and war erupted, with the group that killed the Goddess being the 'tribe' pushed back into the far reaches of the Galaxy. 

+ The group that carried out this attack would come to be known as humans. 

+ The Genetics are viewed as the 'Pure Children' of the Goddess, them being blessed with magical ability of the Alien Species. Where the Aliens view this story merely as legend (with the exception of a few more radical races) the Genetics view this story as nothing less than the truth. They loathe the humans for their barbaric attack on their Mother. When the entire human race was pushed into our Solar System, the Genetics were seen as traitors, so the humans isolated them to Saturn. 

+The Genetics of Saturn retained the teachings of the Goddess and history of the old Galaxy (as the 'Aliens' did), while the rest of the human race, isolated on Earth, slowly lost all recollection (and Mage ability) thanks to the passage of time. This also means they eventually forgot about the existence of the Genetics on Saturn.

+While the humans lost all memory of the Old Galaxy, including magical ability, the 'Genetic Gene' still existed, bestowing  some humans with superhuman abilities. One notable Genetic from history is Grigori Rasputin.

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"To infinity...AND BEYOND!"


Name: Demetri Maverick
Age: 28
Rank/Branch: Colonel, American Branch
Hometown/Homeplanet: New York, New York (grew up on the American Branch Base)


Appearance

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Demetri Maverick appears as a young man with smooth brown skin. Standing at a little over six feet, he has a very slim, thin build. As for hairstyles, he has long, black dread locks that fall down to the middle of his back, on his chin he has numerous prickly strands of chin stubble, generally as a result of laziness. Demetri has a permanent smirk on his face as a result of the constant jogging of his brain and underneath his left eye his a lightening bolt tattoo which significance as of now is unknown. Lastly as for his facial features, Demetri has a pair of fiery golden eyes which, upon extended studying, reek of the fact that he knows too much about...SOMETHING.

Demetri typically dresses in some form of a fitted dress shirt, dark color. The shirt will normally be accompanied by some kind of tie which will provide an added flair to the fit. . He keeps two wristbands on either one of his arms, on the right a black one, and on the right a gray one, both leather on at all times. As for the lower body he normally wears a pair of dark colored pants, normally black, and a white leather belt. Demetri is known to ALWAYS have a pair of white gators on when not in uniform, it is suspected he keeps several pairs handy. Finally, a silver chain hangs from his back belt loop into his left pocket, this the silver pocket watch he received from a certain someone many years ago.

On his left arm, starting from his middle finger is the tattoo of a black dragon, wrapping up the length of the complete limb.

Personality:

Demetri Maverick is a curious man. On the outside, he's a laid back, often humorous, charismatic and witty soul. To those younger than him, he has the tendency to fall into a sort of big brother or fatherly role. He's lazy, and if he had it his way, he'd leave all the hum-drum filing and other tireless tasks to his assistance, but he's also a sort of perfectionist when it comes to his job though, he can't leave a single stone unturned or else it nags him to no end, these two aspects of his persona are at a constant tug within Demetri.

He's constantly thinking and he has a vivid photographic memory, which is perfect for a man in his line of work. Demetri throws physical exercise to the side in order to devote full recreational time to strengthening his mental capability. Brain teasers, Rubix Cubes, Sudokus (sp?), and any other type of way to stretch his mind are his favorite leisurely activities. Demetri knows he's smart, and when the time arises, he doesn't hesitate to flaunt it. He can come off as arrogant with his extreme level of confidence—that’s probably because for the most part he is. [*shrug*]

He people watches a lot, he likes to assess what, or who, he's dealing with before he tackles it. The battle is won in preparation is a favorite quote of his.

Demetri has a candy addiction, chocolate is his favorite, but he'll take whatever sugar he can get his hands on. When he doesn't have candy for a while he goes through sugar withdrawal, and reverts to a dizzy, lethargic state.

Through all this though, Demetri hides his manipulative, and sometimes devilish ways. His goal is the top, and his ambition to reach it causes him to step on a few toes. The ones he truly loves though, he'll remain loyal to no matter one. But that's only a hand full. He follows his orders to a 'T', though he may question his tasks at times, but he knows he doesn't have the rank to change them. That's why he'll make it to the top, and then do things his way. The ends justify the means is what he says.

He has a deep respect, and obligation to his men. Those under his command are his family, and he watches over them. Any dirt done to them his dirt done to him.

He has a habit of developing an intense interest in things, whether it is research, a target, or even a woman. He’ll become engrossed in the subject until he attains the goal, whatever that may be.

Mana-Drive:

Mental

Lightning

Demetri uses a lightning based Mana-Drive. Bolts of staccato lightning burst from his finger-tips and strike with deadly precision, giving new meaning to the saying 'Lightning Never Strikes Twice'. He's had it for some years now, and as such has become extremely skilled with it. The Colonel has crafted several techniques using his Mana Drive...and these are.

How it works…

Demetri manipulates the charges in his body, and through the use of the transmutation circles tattooed on his body, releases one big static shock out into the air. It’s fairly basic practice to advanced alchemists, but the way in which he uses this technique is anything but.

In practice…

Demetri is still developing new ways to use his Mana-Drive, but he has already created several moves with the skill aside from the typical targeted lightning strike.

+ Heightened Acrobatics- Demetri ‘charges’ himself, allowing him to move faster and jump higher, leaving a trail of sparks in his path. He’s also been known to use this intense static cling to scale metal walls with ease.

+Lone Wolf- An advanced form of his basic targeted strike, Lone Wolf creates [ironically] a trio of lightning wolves that leap across the ground at alarming speeds. They explode like grenades on impact.

+Twinkle Toes- Similar to the earlier mentioned 'static cling' technique. This skill finds the Colonel transferring lightning to his feet to send out jolts of electricity across the ground.



Abilities:


Battle Stance

Demetri is left handed, and holds his blade backhand, exchanging power and defense for more speed. In most battles he takes the relaxed position of shoving both hands in his pocket, only removing them to transmute, or when he decides to actually use his blade.

Swordplay

From a young age, the Colonel has been learning swordplay from his father.

Izanagi

In battle, Demetri uses a sleek Alien blade named Izanagi. Its light and even stylish, two of his favorite things. The blade is jet black, and hanging from the hilt are three links of a black chain. The blade is made of copper for maximum conductivity.

The sheathe of Izanagi is a light gray color. It hangs from his back belt-loop in a diagonal manner.

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Intelligence:

One of the biggest brains in the G.C. Though to say he's a strategist is an overestimate; his short fuse gives him a go-in-guns-blazing attitude, more so than a sit back and take notes. He'll take notes on you WHILE he's fighting you, a hands on experiment if you will.

+Adaptability

Demetri's intelligence allows him to adapt to situations as needed. Break his sword? He'll grab a table leg. Severe his arm? He'll just use the other one. Take away his eyes, and he'll listen for your movements. His adaptability transcends into him being gifted at several types of weapons, from the crude, to elaborate. He much rather use his trusty blade though.


Speed:

Demetri exchanges defensive capabilities for speed and magical ability. A lethal combination. Even without a Mana-Drive his speed is of good note.


GEAR:

Anubis

+ At first glance, Anubis seems to be an extremely limited GEAR. But oh, it is much more than meets the eye. The vessel is equipped with two forms: The first, a traditional fighter jet form, complete with multiple cannons and 183 speakers, and the second; a large bipedal machine, worthy of being called a GEAR.

+ Base form

Anubis, in its base form appears as a sleek fighter craft. Fitted with two plasma cannons in front, and four auto turrets [released when a button in the cockpit is pressed] it can more than hold its own in battle, even without transformation.

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+ Transformation-

When the big red button in the center of Anubis' cockpit is pressed, it's go time. Really, really go time. Anubis becomes a bipedal hulking body of steel and destruction equipped with the following:

-Gatling gun/Laser Firing fingertips

-Breakneck speeds

-183 Speakers

-Harpoon-esque laser firing crotch piece (check the pic)

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Bio:

[To Be Expanded, either here or in RP, haven't decided yet.]


Demetri Maverick is the adoptive son of the Brigadier General Xavier Wallace of the American Branch of the Global Conglomerate. The general's wife had died long ago, and left him with only three daughters, so naturally the military man wanted a son. Young Maverick joined the family at the age of ten as the youngest child and immediately underwent training. He was taught everything from history to basic fighting techniques, and was naturally more than prepared when he came of age to enter the Academy.

Demetri's unit was ran by a mad man named General Murdoc. He was a bloodthirsty soldier and was rumored to have been a Spacer before he joined the military. They even said that he was a candidate for Pirate King. The young man and his teacher butted heads a number of times, one instance even escalating into battle; which Demetri ultimately lost, but was commended for lasting so long (fifteen minutes).

When the eve of their supposed graduation came, General Murdoc called all of his students to an old cavern. The place was stained with blood and littered with corpses. It was there that he told them what they're final mission would be: the students would have a battle royal...to the death. The last one standing would be the soul graduate. Murdoc told them that they could back out if they wanted to, and several of the initiates did just that. Demetri though, was not one of them. He fought hard, and cut down each and everyone of the people he spent nearly every moment of three years with.

Murdoc watched the entire scene laughing, and patted the young man on the back after the ordeal.

The next morning, Demetri graduated. The dozen slaughtered initiates missing from the ceremony was explained as an attack by Spacers. Murdoc used... persuasion to keep the students that backed out of the exercise quiet about the events. It appeared that Old Murdoc had been using this method of training for years. Demetri's father was only one of Murdoc's many graduates.

One of Demetri's main goals to make it to the top of his career branch is to change things just like this in the military. He was sure this was only one of the many dark endeavors that the Global Conglomerate keeps under wraps. Its rumored that his 'connections' these days spread far and wide throughout the galaxy, from human, to alien. To poor to noble. He's gotta keep em close, it pays to have interplanetary connections if you want to make it.

Other:

Fun Facts:

+Sounds like Michael Lindsay

+Demetri knows nearly a dozen alien languages. He's fluent in a handful, and decent in the rest.

+His pocket watch is engraved 'Congratulations' '12-08-05''

+His tongue is pierced with a black bead. [located right in the center of the transmutation circle]

+He knows the names of each and every soldier he’s ever served with, first, last and middle.

+He isn't a big drinker, but when he drinks...oh boy does he drink. Keep the booze coming.

+He's a smoker, a habit he frowns upon himself, but as all addicts say 'It calms the nerves.'

+Demetri’s musical interests are extremely broad. From classic swing, to contemporary hip-hop and Alien melodies.

+Demetri is very well versed in the piano, his mother insisted he learn some of the arts.

+His Mana-Drive ability has earned him the title of 'The Staccato Soldier', both among enemies and allies.

Theme(s)


Main: The Staccato Soldier

Alt: Tesla Coil

Battle: Forte, Forte, Forte!


Destined Battle: Thunder Boom, Lightning Crack!

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TO INFINITY...AND BEYOND!!!!!1111

"It's simply the pursuit that interests me...once I have it...it is of little interest. You understand no?"

Name: Aston Lux Roux

Age: 20

Hometown/Planet: Saturn (was sent down to Earth at the age of 16)

Appearance:

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Aston stands roughly at about five feet, eight inches. He has a thin frame, and pale white skin. He’s very slender in his deposition, every bit of him is built almost specifically for agility. He has a head of messy black hair, with white streaks throughout. Aston’s eyes are a cool hazel color, however, he typically has on a pair of red, square-framed reading glasses over them. Just underneath his left eye is a tiny beauty mark.

As for his clothing, Aston dresses extremely preppy, on his upper body he wears two layers, a long sleeved, sea green button-down dress shirt; with the sleeves rolled up as the first. Over that, the young man sports a fancy blue vest. Aston’s lower body is covered by a pair of tight fitting brown pants, with suspenders of the same color hanging from the side of his belt loops. The belt he wears is classic black leather, but a silver belt buckle is adorned with the image of the red ghost from Pac Man (Blinky). On his feet, Aston rocks a pair of candy red gators.

When it comes to fashion, Aston is an avid fan of accessorizing. He’s a scarf fanatic, and is typically seen wearing a yellow and red plaid one (red stripes, yellow base), he flips the ends over his back to add even more flair to the look. Hanging from his neck (it reaches out from under the scarf) is a necklace, the emerald charm is small, but it holds a great significance for the knight. On his right arm is a black and white plaid leather wristband, and around his left is a brown rope wrist…thing. This two obviously holds some type of significance to him, as the knot is always tight around his wrist, and clearly well worn. On both of his middle fingers are large silver rings that depict the face of a dragon, they wrap the entire length of the finger. Finally, both of Aston's ears are pierced on his lobe with green studs, his left however is pierced along the side of his cartilage with a silver bar and a stud up top.

Personality:

“Not all greed is bad you know. Take for example, one who has a greedy desire to save the entire world. You wouldn’t call that person ‘bad’. Now, take one like me, who simply wants to take everything. Now, you would call that ‘bad’, wouldn’t you? Humanity as such a fragile perception.”

Aston is something like a perfectionist, wrapped in an enigma, wrapped in a jerk, and underneath all of this, lies a rather decent fellow. Not a good fellow, but a decent one nonetheless.

Aston is cold and calculating, relationships and friendships are something he rather not take part of, he sees them as expendable, and takes what he can get from them. Be it pleasure from the relationship, or whatever other advantages can be attained from the friendship, such as a higher position or anything of the like. Those he does come close to, he holds close, they’re possessions he holds close, just like any other material thing he takes fixation with. He sees people as strictly expendable, and occasionally even creates his own little scenarios by planting seeds of conflict, and sits back and watches things unfold…it is a favorite past time of his.

Aston's a tad bit on the bloodthirsty side. When he's bored enough, he'll just throw himself into the view of GC soldiers, to blatantly start a fight, which normally ends with them either in ashes or cut up in some unrecognizable way.

He’s a background player, he’ll watch you, study your movements, see your weaknesses, your strengths, and use that knowledge to his advantage. Exploit your weaknesses, work around your strengths, and even, if he takes that much interest in you, stalk you.

Aston is intelligent, a very well read individual. He’ll hold this over your head for sometime, almost flaunting it, coming of as very arrogant, and sometimes snobbish. However, he’s not above giving advice, especially if he sees someone’s ignorance as getting in the way of his own goals; such as conflicts between comrades.

He has a loose code of morals he abides by, for the most part. He won’t kill an innocent, needless blood shed is way too messy. He won’t cross a comrade, he holds to much respect for them to do so. Finally, Aston will absolutely not act without considering the repercussions of the said act; such impulsiveness will only cause problems down the road.

His sense of greed works in this way. If he sees it, if it somehow strikes his curiosity enough, he’ll pursue it. Aston won’t stop until he gets it, no matter what the object is, person, jewel, riches whatever. He’ll abandon his morals, and throw all of his efforts towards obtaining that object.

When it comes to the Goddess, he worships her, but unlike some more 'pure' Genetics, Aston doesn't let her teachings bind him. She would probably frown upon his methods anyway. He does however pray every night, and whenever he comes to a statue of her, he gives his respect.

Armor:

Aston carries a white mask; the expression on the mask is blank and emotionless, much like his own face. There is a single crimson teardrop falling from the left eye hole. The mask is a ceremonial instrument from Saturn, used by his father during services.

Weapon:

A Wakizashi, which he names Susanoo (God of the Storm) The blade is little over a foot long, he holds it in his left hand, backhanded grip, for added speed.



Abilities/Techniques/Skills


Intelligence

Aston, along with classic and contemporary literature, studies battle tactics. He employs these into battles when he sees fit, though normally, the enemy isn't even worthy.

Speed

In exchange for raw attack ad defensive power, Aston has break-neck speeds. He doesn't even need to wear armor or be able to take a hit, because to the average enemy his body simply looks like a flicker in space.


Swordsmanship

Susanoo is a short blade, more suited for quick, assassination-esque attacks. Due to a poor reach, it is almost essential that Aston get up close to his target. He rather use his speed and get in close behind the target, but when it comes to blade to blade, he's more than formidable.

Raw Physical Power

Moderate, when it comes to physical prowess Aston falls short. He's more of fast mover type. He'll keep your head spinning, dazed and weak for his next move.

Defensive Power

Low, Aston is small frame, and his clothing provides virtually no protection.


Genetic Abilities

Non-Elemental (Force)

Unlike other Genetics, Aston is inept at control of the elements, instead his power as a Genetic comes in the form of his bloodline traits. The first being non-elemental attacks that come in a color corresponding to the user [in his case, Aston's is green]. He fires off these blasts from his tongue, allowing him to slash with his blade at the same time of firing off magic. It takes time to charge though, depending on how large he wants to use it.

It can be used in two different ways, as an up-close and persona 'shot gun-esque' style where he releases it right in your face, normally ending with you vaporized.

Or he conjures up a small (or large) amount and hocks it forward like a loogie. It explodes on contact depending on where it lands.


Duplicity

A type of blood line trait that his family has had for generations. The Roux family's true power comes from this ability. Their bodies are virtually like magnets, able to change their 'poles' at will to attract and repel enemies or thrown objects. The skill is activated like a switch and lasts for only one use before he has to go through a cool down period (five minutes). Aston can do one of two things with the ability in effect...

a) Repel the enemy- A strong field expands from his body, knocking anything and everything around him away from him with extreme force. Aston can undergo training to increase the diameter of the field, but as of now its locked at about five meters.

b) Attract objects and foes towards him- They say opposites attract and this holds true in this phase of the power. Something like a mild type of telekinesis, he targets a specific person or thing and pulls them his way. Aston isn't as skilled as he would like to be in this technique as he can only draw in up to moderate sized objects and light-weight people. Training is needed.

Mana-Drive

Implanted in him when he was an infant by his father, Aston is still unaware of his harboring of a Mana-Drive. He believes his erratic hallucinations and sudden nausea and coughing up of blood to be some adverse affect his body developed due to the different air of Earth. But in reality, this is a result of Aston's Mana-Drive fully integrating itself into his nervous system.

Gimme!

By slashing the enemy with Susanoo, and successfully drawing its blood, Aston can briefly imitate the opponents special ability. The skill is weakened from the original and can only be used three times. Think of him like a Blue Mage from the Final Fantasy Universe.





GEAR: None

Aston refuses to use GEARs. This is inherited by his 'pure' Genetic family's pride. His father, nor his father's father (and so forth) saw no need in the use of GEARs. They're bodies themselves were killing machines, so why use the steel eye sores?


Bio:

Aston was born on the Genetic homeworld Saturn, his family being 'Pure' Genetics, they stuck to the teachings of the Goddess to a 'T' and viewed humans in a distasteful light. He was of high nobility there, his father and mother were High Priests who took great pride in spreading the teachings of the Goddess to their people. The Roux family had the job for several generations, and was one of the more prominent groups on Saturn. Aston however, was less than enthused with his 'destiny' as a humble priest. He wanted to be a warrior, or maybe even a Spacer...he just wanted anything but a life as a pacifist; the call to bloodshed was to strong in the young La Roux.

Aston's father, once the boy reached the age of fifteen had begun acting very strange. He and some of the men in town began meeting late at night in the basement of the mansion, the man's relationship with his wife even started to slip. Malik (Aston's father) started to tell Aston stories about the horrors of humanity; how they slaughtered their people, and trampled on the teachings of the Goddess. The boy already didn't like the humans, but these tales were absurd and nearly made him loathe them.

When Aston turned 16, his father sent him to Earth. Against the wishes of the rest of his family.

Aston didn't want to go, but his father entrusted him with an important mission. On that required him to stay on the planet for four years time until 2010. He had to assassinate the heads of Global Corporation Branches. There was a festival to be had there in the coming years, and all of the Branch heads would be gathered in on specific place, at one specific time.

The job sounded easy enough, but spending four years in such a hostile place can prove to have more than a few complications. Immediately after he touched down, his ship (which was a vessel exclusive to noble Genetics) was seized, and he was thrown an a holding cell. That was where he first met Colonel Maverick, they said he was an up and coming soldier, one of the strongest to grace the army. --He served to pique Aston's interest.

Maverick branded Aston as a Genetic, but told him he was free to go, as a 'Welcome to Earth' gift. He only told him to stay out of trouble, and that his ship would remain with the army.

Little did Maverick know that Aston was out to throw the entire planet into chaos.

It should be noted that when Aston fully grasped his lack of importance on this planet, he became increasingly obsessed with material possessions and taking more and more things.


b]Theme(s) [/b]


Main: Lux Le Roux

Alt. Theme: Saturn Serenadin'

Battle:Bang! Bang!

Fierce Battle: Defier of Fate


Fun Facts

+Sounds like Clickity Click Click


+His favorite book is The Art of War by Sun Tzu

+Likes: Music (all kinds, not like those people that say the like all kinds of music, and really only listen to the local radio station, he likes ALL kinds, even old folk songs from his homeworld), Money, Battle, Learning new things, Classic Video Games (anything from the N64 and back), Books, 'Interesting People', Earth food.

+Dislikes: The flute (no reason in particular, it just urks him), People with no knowledge of the Goddess, People with no fashion sense/Who Make fun of his fashion sense, Weaklings, People who are indecisive, Earth (he only enjoys the music and food), Dull Parties, Things with no type of beauty (gray walls, white walls, warehouses, etc) Mana-Drives, Humans (not all of them...most of them, the ones that are strong he respects considerably more though).

+Favorite Word: Troublesome

+His an expert at the Harmonica, Kazoo and spoons...basically any kind of 'Hobo' instrument.

+Favorite Food: Mozzarella Sticks, extra cheesy.

+Favorite Drink: Anything bitter

+He can't win at chess. He just can't.

+Aston is obsessed with old school games, anything that was in the arcades is a favorite past time of his.

+He's prone to excitement induced nose bleeds, an embarrassing trait he has.

+He's got a secret obsession with things that are cute...he breaks down in front of them, reduced to nothing but a pile of quivering flesh.​

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Name: Taro Murakami
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Hometown: Earth, Suburban Japan


Appearance:

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Taro is a mocha skin toned youngster with a baby face and innocent, yet melancholy violet eyes. Randomly throughout his hair are strands of white hair that he's had since birth, he used to get made fun of for his strange hair color in fact. He's short, even for a thirteen year old, he's short, he's sensitive about it, and to talk about his height would probably turn him even further off from you. He has mocha colored skin, and a beauty mark (which I lack in one of the pictures for him) underneath his left eye. He wears a sky blue short sleeved hoodie that has dandelion colored stripes on the sleeves, and a large number 7 surrounded by a dandelion circle on the center. On his legs he wears a pair of baggy tan cargo shorts and dandelion colored chucks, with sky blue lazer guns embroidered on the sides. He almost always has the hood of his hoodie pulled half way over his head, just enough for his bangs to hang over freely on his fore head, he liked it that way.

On his left wrist he has two 'cause bands', a black and green Voltron one, and a blue and red Gundam one. He loves robots.


Personality:

For as long as he could remember, Taro Murakami was ALWAYS the quiet kid. It wasn't that he didn't like people, it was more like he couldn't communicate with them, he never had much to say. He had a decent crop of friends, but he was always the black sheep. He's meek, almost to the extent of being a push-over. He lacks the drive to put up a fight, and gives in whenever confronted. He hates conflict. Rather than go outside and play like the other kids, Taro watched movies. They were an escape from the real world he loathed so much. He exceled in there too, top of the class in every exam.

When he get's attached to someone or something, he'll cling to it no matter what. He likes security, he likes things being the same and fears change. That's why when his parents divorced he had such a hard time...and...

He's sharp as a tack, very observant, and uses his head. He catches on to things quickly and could be a formidable asset in battle.

He's as stubborn as he is meek though, it's not often, but when he stands for something, he won't budge on it, not even if you get a crowbar.

An introvert is the accurate peg of his personality. His shyness can often be mistaken for rudeness, and he's fine with that.

Taro carries on him on all times his cell phone, a bright yellow LG Shine, it slides up to reveal its numbers. The only numbers in it though are his mother's assistant, and his caretaker Elizabeth's. He doesn't really make friends, thus he has no one to call. He also carries around his white PSP, complete with the Darth Vader decal on the backside. Lastly,, he caries a red pinwheel he received from his mother the last time they spent time together, back when he was ten. It was from the summer festival.

Skills:When it comes to battle, Taro's less than capable, however he's a fast runner, and he's sharp--meaning he can pick up on methods the enemy uses or perhaps even weaknesses--should he stick around enough to find out.

Bio
Born and raised in a decent little town two hours outside of Tokyo, Taro had a less than eventful life. His mother had a big job in the city so he was normally left alone with his caretaker Elizabeth. Elizabeth was kind to him, caring, but at the same time strict, and 'real'. She didn't treat him as Taro: a kid she was employed to look after, but instead, she treated him as Taro: The child. She explained to him with a fantastic context what the galaxy was like, outside the town, and outside Earth. Elizabeth came from another Star System, her family was part of a Global Corporation program that takes certain groups of people on trips throughout the Galaxy for a year.

Through Elizabeth's stories, Taro gained an obsession with the galaxy. He wanted nothing more than to see everything there was to see, to fly beside every single star out there.

Elizabeth, thanks to her ties with the GC received the invite to the festivities on the lush island of Gaea, she was granted one extra ticket, and naturally, she decided to take Taro with her. The boy wondered what a party of such a large scale would be like...


Theme(s):

Main: Towards That Sky

Battle: GEAR PILOT X!!!!111111!!!!

Fierce Battle: HarmonIZE


GEAR: None...For now. *smirk*

Extra:

+Sounds Like (Click ME!)

Likes: Movies, especially movies with strong heroes, Sameness, his caretaker Elizabeth, video games, and Giant Robots (he would never pilot one though, he's to scared he'll fall out of them), The Stars, Anime, Candy [he never admits it though].

Dislikes: Change, loud places, dumb people, loud people, well, really--people in general

+ He's in the band at his school, he plays the trumpet. He's also skilled with the viola.

​

 

[Urbane]

You tried remaking this and didn't tell me? I've had an ad for this in my sig for months...

Well, I'm honestly surprised no one's joined this... or displayed interest. Honestly, peeps?

 

[Scribbles]

I was going to hit you up if it showed any signs of life, HONEST!

I guess people are afraid of the galaxy? *shrug*

 

[Mistearea]

“To infinity…AND BEYOND!”

WIP


Name: Syrn Hazold

Age: 22

Appearance:

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Hometown/Homeplanet:
Earth: New York, NY

Personality:
The mind of Syrn is one easily read. That's because he is known to be a soldier through and through. He blindly follows the orders that are given to him by his superiors and even forces those under him follow. In the rare case that a soldier does not follow orders, Syrn is not afraid to execute the person in an instant. Traitors is not something that he stands. Other than that, he is typically a blank shell. The military life is all that he knows so he is socially inept. This leads to very confusing moments when thrust into the common world. He often sees things as just another mission and will always be the first one to pull out a gun. It's gotten him into trouble countless times with those not in the military.

Mana-Drive

Physical: Acceleration: The implant releases an electrical signal through his entire nervous system that accelerates his reaction time. The signal serves the secondary purpose of increasing the durability of his muscles and ligaments to allow him to surpass the physical limit on how fast the human body can move. Because of this he has been clocked in at running sixty miles per hour.

Rank And Branch:
Lieutenant/ 101st Space Division (US Branch)

GEAR:

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Equipment

Z-1538 Laser Pistol x2
-A high output pistol designed for military use only. The thermal nuclear charged battery allows for continuous shots up to high speeds but the frame itself is incapable of withstanding the extreme heat. At times that it overheats, it must cool down or risk an explosion. All radiation from the power cell is used to create reserves should the cell run dry.

T-482
-A high output beam rifle designed for long range combat created for military use only. Due to the high energy output this weapon is capable of single shot only. This weapon features a large energy cell holding enough power for only five shots per cell. In the event that the cells are depleted, the user must remove the old and replace with a new one for added shots. This weapon features a unique frame that uses a new coating material to cut down on problems relating to over heating. After ten shots though, this coating evaporates and gives the weapon a life of only five more shots before warping from the heat.

D-3829
-A fully automatic prototype beam rifle developed by the military. This weapon utilizes the latest heat control technology to transfer all heat emmited from the beams into the energy cell. This doubles the energy output and enables rapid fire control. Another feature of this weapon is the frame materials themselves. It is made from one of the few metals to retain a solid state on Mercury.

Hyper Knife
-A standard issue melee weapon used for close quarters combat. The dual blades feature a system that sends vibrations through the metal at a hypersonic speed. This excites the molecules in the materials to enable it to reach temperatures of 200 degrees farenheit. Because of this the blade is capable of piercing through various types of armor.

Skills:

Gunslinger
Through years of practice Syrn has developed his shooting skills to be at a professional level. Because of this, he has adapted a style of shooting that utilizes his speed for when he needs to get up close.

Weapon:

G-28
-A standar issue laser pistol that can even be bought on the streets. Due to the readily availableness of the weapon, the power has been lowered to allow for longer durability against heat. Semi-automatic.

Bio:

It was just nine years after the start of the third world war that marked the birth of Syrn. Because of this his father and mother both were called back into active duty to act as pilots for the GEARs. This left the infant child in the care of one of the neighbors until he managed to reach the age of five. At that time his parents sent word to have the child taken to a school for the children of soldiers. At first the caretaker didn't want to let the child go, but soldiers came and picked the child up anyways. It was then that Syrn was first thrust into the world of the military.

Over the next few years he followed the orders that he was given and punished severly for failing to do so. This eventually taught the child how to take care of himself and do as he was told. This had a negative side effect though in that it made him anti-social when it came to his free time. While the rest of the children spent the time playing games, Syrn was always in the study and learning the proper protocols of life at the academy. It wasn't until he was thirteen that he was given command of his first squad in a survival exercise.

For years he kept the squad under his command until he turned eighteen. On that day he officially enlisted into the military with the hopes of one day piloting a GEAR. This was aided with the status of his parents, long since dead from the previous war, by sending him into the specialized training camp. There he was met with difficulties. the concept of piloting the mech was not easily grasped by the young man and almost resulted in his expulsion. With this fear in his mind he devoted himself to spending much of his time for sleep reading the techincal manuals on the basic operations of the GEARs. This enabled him to grasp the basic concepts behind the systems of the GEARs. He was still scared of being introduced to the personality of his future machine though.

At the time that he was assigned his GEAR, he found that the personality was rather agreeable. Though not the exact same, the AI seems to have taken the same values as Syrn himself and is alway running simulations. These simulations aided the new pilot in creating strategic patters based on the current situations. For the next few years this keeps up until the day that Syrn makes the rank of Lieutenant. Now the two just live their lives as soldiers.

Other: His GEAR takes the form of a bracelet on his left wrist. It also doubles as a clock and communication device.

 

[Scribbles]

Sweeeeeeeet. First template...ever!

 

[Scribbles]

..........

*Shameless Bump*

 

[Eva]

We should just get NS and do it just us xD

 

[Scribbles]

We should just get NS and do it just us xD

Lmao yessss. Everyone else will have no choice but to join after they see the intensity of our posts.
I'll drop Sauce a VM later.

 

[Chromatic]

Seeing as the opportunity has presented itself, and that time will soon be more on my side than it has been previously, I'll see what I can pull up. I think I've got my idea pretty much prepared in mind. Just can't post too much of it up right now.

 

[Eva]

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

Besides, RPs with small groups are all the rage nowadays. :]

TO TEMPLATE CREATION! *dashes away*

 

[King Naruto]

I'm in. LEt's do this. OHHELL YEAH!

 

[Eva]

I remember asking this but I don't remember the answer : Do the soldiers have uniforms?

 

[Scribbles]

Yeah, in battle they've got PSICOM style suits. On the base they wear a colored version of what you expect a regular military fit to look like. The color shifts depending on the Branch the soldier is part of; US is black. I'll let you guys decide what the other colors are if you come from a different place.

Seeing as the opportunity has presented itself, and that time will soon be more on my side than it has been previously, I'll see what I can pull up. I think I've got my idea pretty much prepared in mind. Just can't post too much of it up right now.

Nice! Glad to hear it.

I'm in. LEt's do this. OHHELL YEAH!

Yazzz!

 

[King Naruto]

WIP

Name: Lockon Strauss

Nickname: Lock

Age: 28

Appearance: http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs40/i/2009/037/c/8/_Gundam_00__Lockon_and_Haro_by_Meluteki.png

Hometown/Homeplanet: Dirge, Mars Capital city

Personality:

Mana-Drive: (Physical/Mental only one allowed…unless you want a severely shortened life-span…which would be interesting actually. Get
creative with em’!)

Rank And Branch: Ex Lieutenant of Colonel Demetri Maverick

Pirate Band Name: AeroFlight

GEAR:

Artillery Burst - http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs36/f/2008/287/b/b/Saviour_Gundam__Imperfect_by_sandrum.jpg

Artillery Rising - http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs36/f/2008/288/f/8/Saviour_Gundam__Imperfect_MA_by_sandrum.jpg

Full Weapon form - http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2009/345/8/9/Full_Armor_Unicorn_Gundam_by_alphaleo14.jpg

Skills:

Weapon:

Bio:


Name: Ceon Tavar

Age: 21

Appearance: http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/060/6/4/oc__First_Flight_by_Clicio.jpg

Hometown/Homeplanet: Orphan left on Saturn

Personality: Goofy, Happy-go lucky, and Confident are the best words to describe Ceon. He likes to live life to fullest and that means everyday. Very easygoing and friendly, that is sometimes used against him. Though Ceon can get mad pretty easily when things aren't goin his way, causing him to become very reckless. One last thing is Ceon has no problem killing so, it's not good to be on his bad side.

Genetic ability: Because of little training, Ceon's abilities are not on par with the more experienced Genetics.

Ceon's genetics allow him to use the element of fire. By using his own body heat or exciting the atoms within the air telekinetically, he can create fire with no need for oxygen. He can telekinetically control and manipulate any fire or flame, even ones he did not manufacture, and utilize them in any way imaginable. He also has complete and precise control over their shape, size, intensity, density, temperature, and even color. He can alter its size and intensity from a mere candlestick flame, to an immeasurable inferno. He can telekinetically manipulate any fire or flame to do whatever he desires.

Star King - This is Ceon's genetic bloodline trait that has been passed down from one of the first genetics. Energy swells throughout Ceon's body during times of duress or extreme emotion, transforming him. His hair turns golden and his eyes turns bright, glowing red. His mucles expand but, only to the point that he looks slightly more ripped then he is for his size. His strength and speed increased by a tenfold from the energy working his muscles without taxing his body. His reactions, agility, and senses are all increased to superhuman levels. An immense transformation, it also reforms his GEAR when he is in it. Because it is a young form, it is only sustained for five minutes or as long as Ceon's emotions hold out and it's full power has yet to be used.

Rank And Branch: Private underneath Colonel Demetri Maverick

Pirate Band Name: N/A

GEAR:

Alpha Blaze - http://th00.deviantart.net/fs15/PRE/f/2006/359/6/2/Destiny_Impulse_Gundam_by_alphaleo14.jpg

Alpha Blaze is a unique GEAR, created by Ceon's adopted father before leaving for the military. Utilizing actual plasma wings, Alpha Blaze can fly at supersonic speeds with little ease and use the wings for defensive purposes by wrapping the GEAR with them. The thrusters on it's body are for zipping around much faster during melee. Being a melee style GEAR, Blaze uses several forms of blades for combat. Its main weapons are two long plasma swords. Hidden on it's wrists are two hidden blades and a singular pistol is hidden in the right leg.

Alpha King - http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs28/i/2008/049/1/e/Gundam_Seed_Destiny___11_by_neofireatlarge.jpg

Increasing with Ceon, Alpha gains two new additions. First is the new I1 Shield that is activated by Ceon's powers. Refracting around it's body, it is able to withstand and protect Ceon from attacks from plasma and normal weapons. Not a completely overpowered shield, it can only protect him from so much and for a limited amount of attacks. Secondly he gains four blade-like pieces(in pic) that shoot from his GEAR. These weapons are controlled indirectly Ceon , and the AI and can act independently from each other, allowing for perfect coordination. Each is able to cut through adversaries and are equipped with smalled plasma weapons like his pistol. Able to increase the force of it's thrusters, the powers of the wings for faster flight, and stronger plating, this is all around more powerful GEAR even if it's for a very short time that it is around.

Skills:

Technological genius - Ceon is highly skilled in the art of hacking and the like. His intelligence with technology is unmatched as he can hack almost anything and has unprecedented knowledge on anything technological.

Acrobatics - Ceon can tumble and flip with little ease. His movements are fluid and flips are impeccable. His balance is top-notch from practice walking on high wire.

Weapon: None for Ceon likes to use his powers and his acrobatics in combination with his martial arts to win battles.

Bio: Will be explained in the rp.

 

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Liking the temps already Sauce.

On another note, I've added an Encyclopedia to the front page. There's a shit load of lore to cover in the RP and I figure this should help. I'm working on getting the teachings of The Goddess up there, but it's harder than I thought XP

 

[Urbane]

There is interest.

People are actually posting.

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I am joining this bitch ASAP. Sorry for not joining earlier.

 

[Scribbles]

There is interest.

People are actually posting.

...

I am joining this bitch ASAP. Sorry for not joining earlier.

I KNOW RIGHT! And no worries, the fact that you showed support was enough by itself.