Hyper-Reality

[Morgoth]

This takes place modern-day. There are two groups of Gods, ruled by the other gods of the main religions. These two groups are the Order and the Chaos. Order: good. Chaos: bad. Both use agents, if you will. These agents battle each other constantly on Earth. On top of this, some of the gods of the highest tier, just under true religion gods, can come down to Earth. They can be banished permanently from Earth however. Some humans, however are born with powers. These powers lie dormant, unless they can be awakened through contact with an agent. These powers are very simple. They make you exceptionally strong. They make your senses excellent. You can see a person's soul, which is shown as a kind of aura, different colors. This aura shows what they're feeling, thinking, and what their health is. A small rope of it winds up from your head, and be this cut with a weapon of magic, such as the agents carry, then you will die. This rope is your soul. The other power is that you can summon force and shoot or throw it as a weapon. If it hits a human, it kills his soul, if it hits an agent it kills himas well. Bullets, obviously, still kill humans. Bullets cannot kill the agents.

My character:
Jon Thornton
Blue Eyes
Blonde Hair
Works as a succesful entrepreanur
He works out every day, and his company produces army weaponry. He has access to this weaponry, and owns much of it.

 

[Little_Dizzy 69]

Brand new at this, but I'd like to give it a go, if permitted of course.

Meline Ashen
Black hair
Green eyes
The roving gypsy type, she never stays in one given locale for too long. She for some phenomenal reason, she can "sense" things about people she comes in close, physical contact with. (Think Bruce Willis's character in 'Unbreakable'.) She can sense vague images of their past, present thoughts, even future, however blurred and distant this vision may be. The longer she remains in contact, the clearer and more precise the vision.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Excellent. I'll give you the honor of beggining.

 

[Julian]

Welcome to Hyper-Reality..hopefully?

Need anyone else?

By the time I see the reply, I'll think up my character...

Thanks & take care!


Julian

 

[tmuyo]

chaos

just a comment, but why is chaos thought to be bad all the time...it does afterall allow for change while order does not. and chaos is stronger than order because order still has to adapt to chaos....and even beyond that, chaos is everything and so, law/order is chaos made. i won't gop any further because it caused some problems between me and my fiancee, but it's a great head trip for those who like to think.

 

[Cryo]

hmmm.... forse that can be sent as a projectile...heightened senses/abilities.... dragonball anyone?


That's ok. Assuming that this is modern day+, My character will be Hayato. (capcom's Star gladiator)

An agent bilstein developed technology called Plasma weaponry, wich takes the soul and power of these gifted humans to empower weapons. He then used his test subjects to rule the world. Order scientists stole the plasma technology and created an agency to fight off and defeat Bilstein. Hayato, an orphen showing much potential even before meating an agent, became the top man, ultimetly defeating bilstein.

since their is no more threat from bilstein, the order agents directed their soldiers towared other chaos agents. Thus the story begins.

On a side note, through the technology to create plasma weaponry, the aura and such vulnerable souls are collected and stored in the weapons/body armors, and used as a power supply. It never runs out. However, the fact that these worriors are no longer as vulnerable, they are more dangerous to recon with.

Name; Hayato
Weapon; Plasma sword

 

[Little_Dizzy 69]

OOC: Alright here goes...

IC:
Meline wiped the sweat from her brow as she looked about the room. This was the third time this week she had awaken from her dreams in such a manner. Her breathing slowed as she moved through the darkened hotel room towards the bathroom. Side-stepping the body laying in the middle of the floor, she glanced quickly to his chest. Still breathing, just passed out. Gathering her meager belongings into her pack she then did what any self-respecting gypsie would, she searched the guy's wallet, etc. for untraceable means of spending. Fifty-eight bucks and a really beat up driver's license.

"Hmm.. big spender." She walked back over near him collecting her jewlery from atop the small television. She watched in horor as her earring dropped, coming to rest at the hollow of the man's neck. Sighing with relief, she stooped to retrieve it. Her fingers making slight contact with his skin. She flew back against the wall, as a scene flashed before her eyes. It was this man who now lay incapacitated on the floor. It looked as though he was in an office of some sort. There were documents in his hand. As suddenly as the picture unfolded it was lost. She layed there tossed as one would a ragdoll suspended in fear.

After moments of not moving she gathered her courage as well as her personal effects and his money and left quickly. Dashing out into the streets of Chicago as rain pelted her from above. Pulling the hood of her jacket up over her long dark hair her eyes searched the streets for a place to regain her senses. She ducked into an alleyway, stopping to rest beneath eve of a flower shop's back entrance.

"What is happening to me?" Her face covered by her small hands as she collapsed against the door. "What is happening...." Weariness slowly overtook her body as she leaned back. Heavy-lidded green eyes closed to the world finally bringing sleep.

 

[Rayv]

I'll Play

This sounds cool I'll Play

Name: Drayvaughanus Drayv For short
Age: UnKnown
Eyes: Dark Blue
Hair: Dark Brown
Alighnment: Unknown Some think he is From the Chaos Some think Order But No one knows for shure.
Race : Unknown Noen knowes if he is human or Agent
Job: Privet Eye
Powers:No one who has seen him use his powers Remember
Wepons: unKnown

Is that An Ok Character

 

[Cryo]

A man walked down the street, heavily cloaked, trying not to attract any attention. All that was visible was the brown of the hooded overcoat, and the shadow over his face. He looked like either a forboading man, or a homeless bum, neither of which anyone wanted to anything to do with, so he remained unmolested.

The sound of a window smashing came from above. as people looked up, a glowing form lept from the 12th story window and landed on the street unharmed. He had an orange aura around him, and a thin roap-like iimage floating above his head. People screamed and ran, afraid to be anywhere near this "gifted" one.

But not the cloaked figure. He stood back, and watched as the person effectively went crazy. "People of Old-New York! Bow before me for I am your new god! Muahahahahahahahahhaha!!!" the man ranted on hysterically, convinced of his superiority. He managed to get ahold of a pedestrian who tripped and didn't get away. With no hinderance whatsoever, he proceded to rip the woman limb from limb, to further proove his godhood.

The cloaked figure stepped fowared. The psycho looked at him, laughing, thinking of the stupidity it takes to calmly challenge a god. With one pull, the man pulled off his cloak. Underneth was a white body-armor (think bullet-proof vest) with thick bracelets and a matching headband. A vivious scar ran vertically through his right eye.

"You think you can stand up to me? Come to me so that I may eat your soul!!! Hahahahahaha!!!"

the man calmly stood there. He put his hands together, palm to fist. His own aura appeared, this one of a silver blue hugh. A thick rope image also appeared above his head, though only momentarilly. The rope dissapeared, and the entire aura was sucked into his hands. Pulling them apart revieled a brilliantly glowing blade of energy.

the psycho, possesed with his own newfound power, carelessly charged the man, convinced of his own superiority.

Slash! Swing! Shing!!!

The man's sword dissapeared. He walked over to his cloak, put it on, and continued walking. Behind him, the psycho silently fell. the rope split and dissapeared, the aura melted away, and the man died.


Later, at the morgue;

"So who is thia one?"

"That's john polaretzy. He was a cartoonist for the York Times. Must have just come in contact with an agent."

"Why do you say that?"

"because he's dead, and there's not a scratch on him....."

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

He sits in A bar In New york Listining to his favrit Band SMANIKIED Sing on the out side of pain . As he sits there He looks in the miorer Staering at the rough looking man in it . He sinsed graet power near in an aly way or some thing Than as he looked in the mioer his scar on his left cheak throbed and glowed Drayv Speeks

" Hayato?!"
"He's Back" Hewispers thees things to himself. He getds up with out paying and walks out the door and vanishes

He apears at his home And gose to sleep



OOC: Drayv dont do much dose he?

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Everybody's spiffy. Cool.

IC: Jon fitted to the newest M gun to his shoulder. Called the Cradick M58ATT, it could hold up 5000 rounds in one clip. It fired up to 2500 rounds per minute and each round could ounch a hole in a tank. He pulled it up a bit, and turned off the safety. He then depressed the trigger. A hailstorm of stell came flying out of it's 5 barrels. He quickly pulled his finger off. The target was completely shredded. He set the gun down gently, then walked to the next gun. It was called the CobraF69, the most powerful laser on earth. Nicknamed the Shiner, it created a solid beam of light that, unlike other lasers, would not stop until it's range was relieved. It's range could also be turned down, and also it could be set to fire single shots. They had fitted it onto many, many tanks. he then went to test the next body suit. Heavy Probability armor, he was shot in the chest with a rocket. It flung him back 50 feet, but he simply stood up and dusted himself off. He pulled the armor off and approved all 3. He stepped outside, and quickly ran back in. He grabbed the nearest shiner, and slid it inside a small pack. Before he did that however, he pressed a small button saying soulsearcher. That would enable him to take down agents. as a member of the order, he would have to be very careful with the new batch of Chaos soldiery.

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

He wakes up To a screaming Phone: " Hello Drayvaughanus investagaitions Whatcher Speeking how may I help you? " He says In asleppy voice. " Ok ok Miss Ashen, Meline Meat me at Smokeys Bar ANd Grill on grame AV At 6:30 pm To night ANd we will disucse your case OK? Thank you Good night"

 

[Cryo]

"S.G.L. Hayato, I give you a 3 day leave so you can take it easy, and what do you do? You ruin our one major lead at finding that chaos agent Malthus!" The Order Agent looked down at his top soldier with dissapointment. "We had our eyes on that man for 6 months, waiting for him to contact the agent, so we could bring him in and interrogate him. We can't question a dead guy, now can we!?"

"I'm sorry. He was threatening lives" was all that hayato said. Taking his berratement in stride.

"Well, luckilly all is not lost. We are able to guess where Malthus is running his operation from what we know and what you reported, so we have spies going to check it out. In the meantime, since you don't seem to know what vacation is, then I won't let you have it. Here is your next assignment." The brilliant blue agent through a mannila folder on the table in front of Hayato. Opening it up revieled a couple of pictures, maps, and pages of info.

"This is a military base we only recently discovered. There are reports of some majorely deavistating weaponry in production there, though we can't confirm. We also can't confirm what alignment or loyalties the base stands for. Your mission is to infiltrate and gather Intel."

the agent went on with the usual need-to-know bullshit. "And remember, this is only a recon mission, so try to minimize your killings. Dismissed!"

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

Daryv Walks in to the Morge "Hay Hairy So Whats up?"

" another one of your agent friend struck."

" you know beter than that Hairy"

"Relly"

" Heya I have no Friends"

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

"Hairy, Remember This Guy Had a hartatack Not A run in with AN Agent . Very few peopel know about Angents and lets keep it that way ok?"

"Yea shure Drayv. You Are the Boss"

" Hay As jerry cheked in to day yet i need that info On that wepons plant."


"yess he has "


"Good The Mayor isnt going to paying us to keep his secret unles we can Keep dibs on every thing."

" Nether Will The governer Drayv "

"True"

 

[Little_Dizzy 69]

Still wondering what had possessed her to come to New York City of all places, she made her way down the unforgiving streets. Hooded sweatshirt drawn tight about her, a gentle rain pelted the concrete beneath her booted feet. She felt the cool precipitation against her skin through the holes in her jeans. A mere fifteen dollars to her name and a small back pack slung carelessly on her shoulder she trudged through the downtown area. She felt the slight touch of an arm against her own with it a single flash of light. Within less than an instant she was transported to a spacious living area with affluent decor. A man, as far as she could tell hovered over someone on the couch. With swiftness of motion he was atop the person, aparently restraining them. He held a large downy pillow over the person's face. After moments, their movement ceased. He arranged things as they had been before the light struggle. The body of an older woman lay on the couch, so peaceful and still, lifeless. Meline screamed out with the pain of the now silenced victem. Falling to her knees, her breathing hastened and her heart pounded. She found no amount of air could sate her gasping lungs as she fell unconscious to the pavement below.

 

[Morgoth]

Jon saw the gasping woman on the oavement and ran to help her up, the gun conveniently stored in a holster, where he could pull it out and extend it. He helped her up, then saw sh couldn't breathe. He lay her on the ground, and began performing CPR. When she finally had enough air, he moved back. "Calm down, calm down. Breathe in. Breathe out. There you go. What the hell happened? Did this guy do something to you?" he asked, pointing at the man who had brushed her.

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

"Thanks jerry Ill check out the factory tomarrow "
Drayv looks at A clock
"Its almost 7:00 I have to meat a Lady named Meline adout a case At SMokey's Bar and grill

 

[Little_Dizzy 69]

Surprise and Bewilderment plagued her. She looked strangely at this man whom she had felt nothing from touching. "I... ," pausing examining what she was about to release to this stranger. "I saw something, something he did. I don't really know why I'm telling you this, but you are different. When I touched him... Gods it was horrible. I felt her, she was so scared, she couldn't see or breathe, so alone." She hugged her arms tightly about her, rainsoaked and haggard from travel, the terror of her situation replayed in her eyes. Properly attended to she had the making of a very attractive young woman. However her life until this point drowned the need to feel pretty. She needed help. She felt this man might be the answer.

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

Drayv Grab AN unbrelow ANd walks to the door "Oh yea Jerry Get me All you can On AN order agent named Hayato Ok. "
HE walks out and heads to Smokey's to meat Meline

 

[Cryo]

Hayato snuck into the secret military base. It was simple, there were only minimal guards, which seemed suspicious. He ducked this way and that, sometimed taking out a lone guard with his plasma sword (left no physical marks, so couldn't be traced). He quickly made his way inside though.

inside he found......nothing. Rooms were empty and cold, cabitets were overturned and covered in dust, computers were long since shut down. It looked like a longstanding abandoned base. Though a large courtyard he found caught his interest. There were independant stone walls, steel walls, glass rooms, etc... all destroyed and blackened in hideous ways. But what could do this? it looked like the test walls were destroyed by their own equipment. Could they have created a weapon strong enough to melt off half of a solid steel wall? If so, Hayato feared for mankind, if they should ever be used. Hayato fled back to base to report his findings.

 

[Morgoth]

Jon smiled. "Let me tell you abput what is happening over some coffee. That way, people can think we're just drunk when we speak", he offered.

 

[Rayv]

Drayv

He stops For a cup of coffe on his way to smokey's bar. He than sees Jon And meline And wolks Over to say hige to jon WHo Drayv Knows

 

[Little_Dizzy 69]

Increasingly thankful for the stranger's assistance, yet entirely confused about her present situation, she agrees to the 'coffee over'.

"Thank you, I... I'm really very obviously having a hard time with all of this. By the way my name is Meline."

She offered a hand to the gentleman with a sweet smile. The diss-ease of trusting a complete unknown melted slowly from her mind. Her smile became less painted with a gentle subtlety.

 

[Morgoth]

He took her hand, and channeled in some memories of him and his friends laughing on a fishing trip, and some other happy ones. Then, he motioned to the bar. "I'm Jon Thornton", he smiled.