Mission:Impossible

[Roland Gilliad]

*Deep in the heart of THe middle east....The 20 Shadowy Figures stalk across the Sands, The Large Palace eminating light all around them, they nod to one another through light Black masks and disguises, Quickly Penetrating the Highly advanced defences..*

*Several Silenced Gunshots snap through the hallways, the two Guardians of the hidden Weapons stores fall dead...The Dark Individual comes forward* Get Everything you can. *They begin collecting them, as He lights up a winston* We begin...

*Three Days later...*

*Inside of a Posh Italian Resturaunt...Deep in the heart of Italy, The Cocky Young Agent sits at the table, sipping wine alone for once...His finely Tailored Suit perfectly Pressed, and he looks as if he were expecting to meet someone Very Important...he eats quickly when the food Comes, a T-bone steak and large baked potato..The Waiter walks by, seeming to "carelessly" Drop a small package into the lap of the Man...he looks up and nods to the waiter, Standing and heading off to the bathroom...*

*Inside he opens the package, Pulling out the High-Tech Shades within the case and Slipping them On, Clicking the activate button*

"Good Evening Mr.Hunt" *it begins, as always* "Your Mission, Should you Choose To accept it, Is the Recovery Of Several Experimental Weapons Of Mass Destruction, A V-X2 Poison Gas Warhead, A Thermal Napalm Bomb, and An Unknown Amount Of Explosive Fragmentation Grenades....While we suspect Several Individuals of this Crime, we are not Certain yet who Is behind all of this..You will report to Venice, Italy To recive what information we have...You may choose any Two I.M Force Team Members but the Third Member MUST be A Highly Skilled Theif, We Reccomend the One known only As her Codename, "Vixen". Good Luck Mr.Hunt, and Next time you want To Slip away from Us Again, Do Leave a Return address, you're such a hard man To Find...."
*The Shades beep* This message will self Destruct In 10 Seconds. *he Quickly dumps them in the metal trashcan near the door, slamming on the lid and exiting the Restaurant, as it explodes within, smoke escaping the lid slightly, he gets onto the Kawasaki Ninja Bike outside and blazes off into the night...*

ooc: OK!!!!! I need Two IM Team Force members, So E-mail your Chars to me At orcists@hotmail.com .....Heh, As For "Vixen" We're all quite aware of who will be playing her..*looks to Moneytalks* I hope she'll accept this little invitation...We also Need 3 Main Badguys (one for each Weapon) And Finally, We need any other char you might think of, Just E-mail them to me first for Approval...And Remember, This is not Mission Difficult, This is Mission Impossible, Difficult should be a Walk in the park for all of you, *chuckles*

 

[Enigma2001]

"Hey Hunt can I join?!"

 

[carini]

IMF agent 1.
Name: Magnolia
Age: 24
Height, Hair, Eyes, Build: 5'7", Light brown, Blue, Built like a dancer
Background: Magnolia was born Margaret Jane O'Neal in a small town in Ireland. She lived there til she was 14 and her father got a job with IBM and moved to California. She grew up around computers and by the time she was 16 she had hacked into everything from the Pentagon to her high school's permenant records. Known in the Hacker world as Magnolia, her hobby was hacking into corporate computers networks and basically making them more efficient while skimming a tiny bit of cash off for herself each time. A few months after she turned 17 she hacked into the CIA's system, worked out a bug that had been puzzling their computer tech for a month, and was caught. She expected to be put in jail for the rest of her life, but instead was hired. She was bounced from government agency to agency til she was 23 and was found by Ethan Hunt and join the IMF. She had helped IMF recover and destroy a computer capable of hacking into defense tracking satellites. She knew her way around a computer and was also able to kick ass when called upon to.
She's currently working as a small liberal arts college setting up their record system. Laughing to herself every night cause no one has a clue what she really can do.


Magnolia sighed glaring off into to space. "Is the printer turned on Proffessor Gordon?... Is there a little red light on?... Do you see where a little red light should be on?... Yeah... push that button... Now it'll print... No it's ok... really it happens to all of us... Alrighty bye."
The phone was barely on the cradle when it rang again. "Computer center Maggie here"
"Yeah i'm having problems with my R2D2 system." Magnolia laughed.
"Good to hear from ya Ethan what's up?"
"Feel like traveling?"
"As long as it's to somewhere where people know how to turn on a printer."
"Meet me at the Italian place on Ferris at 12"
"Geez Ethan, you sound like a native already. I'll be there with bells on"

Magnolia packed up her desk and proceeded into her "superior's" office. "Hey Bob."
"Yeah what?"
"The system is finished. It preactically runs it's self. If you don't fuck it up you'll get years out of it. I'm done I quit"
"What"
"You hired me to build you a system i did. it's done i'm gone been nice knowing ya."
And with that she was gone and on her way to meet Ethan. Truly looking forward to a challenge...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

(I still need another IM agent, so E-mail me...And will someone ask Moneytalks if she's intrested in this...Caini, I'll post tomorrow, I've got a devil of a cold. *sneezes*)

 

[carini]

(eagerly waiting... hope you feel better soon)

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Hey, I'll join.

Character:
Name: Dima Zelin
Weapon: 35 mm Beretta pistol
Description: He is more the brains than the brawn. Although, he can be quite lethal with his pistol. He wears glasses and keeps his hair unkempt, although other than that, he is well muscled and handsome. He knows a few forms of karate and sword fighting, but only can use a pistol in gun terms.

This one isn't a "bruiser" in your words, Roland.

 

[Enigma2001]

Name: Jack Stone
Age:23
Speclity:Weapons/hand to hand combat
Stats: 5'8, Dirty blond hair, eyes look like diamonds.

Since the age of 3 Jack has been studying all kinds of martial arts. When his father was murdered. Jack vengend for payback. When Jack was 13 he's studied all kind of fire arms.

Status: Snow Boarding, Snowbird, Utah.

"Swosh." Jack zoomed over a rock. It felt good to be on vacation. No worries. Except for one he thought. That huge tree. He started turning but didn't notice the roots covered in snow. "Foomp." Jack wiped the snow off of his coat as he stood up. Stupid roots. He heared what sounded like an electronic "Roar." He turned to see a man dressed in a bear out fit. I.M.F. wass getting some dumb ideas. "You look like you could use a hat." Jack pulled the hat out of the bear's hand and put it on. "Hello Jack." Jack grinned. "Hi Ethan......"

[Edited by Enigma2001 on 02-06-2001 at 03:19 PM]

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Morgoth: GREAT! Be a Villian. *l* You seem to be good at that....

OK!!! We need Two more Villians, and Moneytalks!

ic:
*Sliding into his seat in the Italian Restaurant, He smiles at the waiter, Who nods softly back to him, sitting back in the booth he waits for his contact...According to the File, she was a "Computer Expert"...Which could mean anything from a hacker to that guy who writes code for Microsoft...He shrugged softly, sipping the Sparkling water and checking her watch...He hoped he'd get someone who knew how to tell the bloody time for once...He was getting so sick of these agents who couldnt do anything of the sort...He sighed softly...10 more minutes to get there, he was slightly Tired of Last minute Meetings.....He waited softly, his eyes on the door at all times..*


(Enigma: Can you wait juuuuuust a Second? I gotta do this meeting first. *L*)

 

[Enigma2001]

ok Juuuust a sec!

 

[carini]

Always Early

Maggie checked her watch. By her count she was running 5 minutes ahead of schedule. She went in, laughing to herself. He would pick the Italian resturant that used to be an elks lodge. The matre'd asked how many "My party should already be here. Mind if I check." She scanned the heads in the room. Spotting Hunt she thanksed the matre'd and waled straight over to him giving him a little kiss on the cheek "So how's your day been honey" she quiped, not sure how incognito this situation was.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Bad guy it is! Just don't kill me too brutally or stupidly. I garauntee you I am not going to be too easy to kill. And I am last to get killed, if I get killed at all

IC: Dima Zelin picked up one of the huge cigars he always kept close by and rolled it between his fingers, smelled it, then cut off the end. He smiled as he put it into his mouth. Two bodygaurds stood beside him, heavily weaponed. Dima had the Poison warhead under his control, as it was the most treasured of the weapons. He lit up the cigar and took a deep breath. He walked into his room, telling the bodygaurds to stay where they were. He saw an attractive woman walking somewhere in the street, one of the cameras outside the manor tracking her. He picked up a phone and dialed anumber. Within minutes, a black van pulled up to the manor. Out jumped four people with the woman. They pulled her into the house, one of them holding a gun against her. They dragged her into Dima's quarters and he smiled cruelly. The four left, and closed the door behind them. Dima threw off the robe and ripped off her shirt and skirt. Then he put her on the bed. He went to one of his jobs.

 

[unclebigbad]

I wanna be a double agent (CodeName: The Wolf)

Code Name: The Wolf
Age: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Aliases: Unknown
Description:Our last reliable description of him is as follows: 5'7" (might have been wearing lifts in his shoes) weight: approximately 300# (from an agent who tangled with him, this agent also said it felt very solid, so assume large muscle mass)Facial: his face, according to those agents he was in contact with, showed signs of recent plastic surgery, so any of the photos we have of him will most likely be worthless.

All we really know about him is that he has given us some very useful information in the past. That, and he might have ties to the people who have the weapons of mass destruction. He has a taste for expensive clothes, and is a gourmand. He will be in largest cathederal in Venice everday at precisely noon, and will wait for contact for exactly 5 minutes. Code phrase: The moon will be full this evening. Countersign: The wolves will be singing then.

Please advise status of this contact.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: UncleBigbad: Maybe, Hold off on that.

ic:
*He grinned one of his famous Grins*

It's been Good Honey...*he waited till the waiters were gone, and grinned* nice save..*He slides the Thin laptop under the table into her possession, and Squeezes her thigh a little, giving her a tiny wink* Good to be working with you magnolia...*he checks his watch* Feel up to actually having dinner or should we head for the next contact??

 

[Enigma2001]

Waiting in a car in a praking lot was not Jack's idea of a mission. "I'll contact you again." Ethan said while he was on the slope. He pushed a lever causeing the seat to go back. He layed down. Sleep, this is what I can use. He thought. But with my luck the second I fall asleep Ethan will call.......

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Some other bad dudes would be appreciated.

IC: Dima got up, and looked around. The woman had left about 3 hours ago, and Dima longed for someone like that again. He sighed and stood up. A servant walked in, and began to make the bed, as Dima pinched her pretty ass. He grinned at her, then walked off. He went to the kitchen, and his stomach grumbled. He grabbed some food and walked to the living room. He plopped down on the huge couch, and turned on the T.V. He pulled out a cold chicken wing, and bit into it. It tasted delicious. He would have to change the person who made this to full-time cook. Until then, though, he would watch some T.V. A news reporter was on, saying how 3 weapons of mass destruction had been stolen. Dima smirked at this, as he had the most powerful one sitting right in Venice! Then the thought hit him again. He cursed as he got off the couch, and got his uniform on. He charged into a basement, which was really a huge factory of war. The poison warhead stood there, in it's launching bay. Beside it stood 99 empty bays. Behind them stood a huge underground base. Inside it's safe confines stood a factory. Dima sighed in admiration of the power of nano-technology. Normally, it would have taken years to construct this place. But with nano-tech., it had taken a mear 5 days. Dima walked into the factory, and looked around. Nothing except the gaurds and scientists and engineers moved. Dima walked up to the lead scientist. "Why haven't you started yet?" he asked. "We have just finished on the new nano's sir", came the reply. Dima smiled maliciously as he walked out of the factory and then, base. The missile had already been unloaded and put onto a huge missile truck. Then it was wheeled into the base, and then factory. Dima smiled to himself as he walked back to his living room. The next stage of his plan had begun. He wondered what the other two were doing with their weapons.

 

[carini]

Magnolia smiled back. "We could eat, or you could get me the hell out of this city before i open fire. God i hate it here" she chuckled to herself as an older looking man gave her a dirty look for speaking ill of the city. Civic pride was a BIG thing here and she hated it. Ethan caught the look and laugh. "Let's get out of her before they lynch ya"

So they were off

 

[unclebigbad]

The Wolf

Has waited for his contact for the last 4 days now. I don't know how much longer I can continue to walk the razors edge like i have been...Without getting cut. Oh, well...Noone lives forever. I will continue to assist in the fight to eliminate oppression wherever and whenever I can. Confuscious say...Man who have hands in pockets...Feel cocky all day. The Wolf says...Mess with my family, and I will do whatever it take to take you down and out...PERMENANTLY!! And that is exactly what I mean to do this time. Dimas, you have messed with the wrong people this time.

 

[Morgoth]

Dima cackled psychotically as he went up the stairs. He was feeling a lust for blood. And when he did, everyone knew to stay away from him.

 

[Lady_Siren]

OOC: I'm gonna be a bad guy, if you have a problem let me know please I"m new at these.

IC: Name: The Siren
Age: Unknown
Profession: Ninja
Stats: 5'9 with black hair and ice-blue eyes, she weighs
130
Background: Known only as the Siren she is a powerful force to be put against. She spent most of her childhood in Japan training in the art of Ninja with her grandfather. No one is sure what she did after her grandfather was killed. She is beautiful but her looks are deceiving. She is shrouded in mystery and wanted by many people for a variety of crimes but has managed to escape every time without a trace.


Siren sat quietly in her desk chair contemplating her next move. She had managed to steal the Thermal napalm bomb and wondered now what she should do. She new Hunt would come looking for it and he would more then likely find her. She smiled antisapating their encounter. She could finally get rid of the pest once and for all. Her mind turned back to the present and she noticed that two other weapons had been stolen as well, she had a pretty good idea where one would be. She decided she would pay a visit to the dear friend of hers that she was sure has the other weapon. She opened her lap top and flicked it on typing in the number of Dima Zelin. He answered after a while his face showing up on her screen. Her lips curved into a smile "Hello Dima it's been a while"

 

[Morgoth]

Dima heard the phone ring and pulled it out. Siren's face showed up. "Hello Dima, it's been a long time", she said. "Yes, it has. Why don't you come over. We can discuss a few interesting things that have been going on", he said, a smile on his lips. He marveled at the power of nano-technology. The entire underground base was far below the sewers, and far larger than Venice, yet it was completed in 3 days.

 

[Lady_Siren]

"I would love to come over and I just happen to be in Venice at the moment, I will be there in a jiffy. Toodles"
Siren hung up the phone and uncrossing her slender legs she stood up. "This should be fun" she said to herself heading out the door of her office. Siren owned mansions all through Europe, Venice was one of the locations. She walked downstairs and ordered her driver to bring her car out front. While he obeyed she slipped on her jacket and headed outside where her Ferarri (ooc: not sure how to spell that sorry)sat ready for her, she hopped in and took off towards Dima's place. She arrived within a hour, she then slipped out of her car and rang the door bell to his place.

 

[Morgoth]

Dima hung up the phone. "Just happens to be?" he chuckled to himself. In an hour, there was a ring on the door, and he ran to open it. Siren walked in. "How good to see you Siren. What's it been, 10 years?" he asked.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Siren smiled warmly at Dima, "Seems like 20 dear. How have you been? Create any havoc lately?" She stepped into his house looking around. "Not bad taste, did you decorate it yourself?" she looked him over her eyes traveling the length of his body. "And still as handsome as ever I see, you haven't changed much. Not that I am complaining believe me" she winked at him. "So tell me Dima what have you been up to these past years?"

 

[Morgoth]

"Oh, not much. I just 'found' a little something a few days back, and I'd love if you could see it. And I see your still as hot as you were during those wonderful nights", he winked. He then turened around, and led her to the basement door. He opened it, and walked down the stairs. "Not bad, huh?" he asked, admiring the huge base before him. Trucks drove around in front of him, huge poison warheads on their backs.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Siren licked her lips as she remembered those nights vividly and in detail. She sighed softly 'those were the days' she thought silently as she followed him down into the basement. She nodded appreciativly "not bad at all, I see you have been busy since I last saw you, I myself 'found' something quite interested a little while back but I do not have a base as big as this one" she glanced at Dima out of the corner of her eyes seeing the pride he held for all this and couldn't help smiling. "The technology here is quite advanced, you must have spent a pretty penny on all of this I must say"