Tech inc.

[Um_I_forgot]

In the year 3040 after a series of nucular wars the Earth was left a shattered and barren terrain. People are forced to live within biodomes because of the radiation. Because of this, technology has become essentual to the way of life. There are many groups to chose from; the Illumists a religious group that
still speak of the days when life exsisted outside of the domes, the Cartel a rebel group of mainly criminals, the Senturies the police and other political and nonpolitical rule makers, and Tech inc. an evil global conglomorate that provides the world with the life giving technology.
We would like to have experienced players but we don't really care. Just have fun !
The first person who posts gets storyline dibs.

 

[The GrandMage]

...Illumists?

Illumists, huh? Sounds a lot like Illuminati, that does.

Just felt like throwing that innane contribution out there.

 

[Rayv]

Your right it dose but we meant to do that

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I would love to be one of the members of the Cartel... but I really don't want the responsibility of deciding the storyline if that's what you mean. Just let me know what you're going for, I'd love to be involved! Character Info to follow.

 

[Rayv]

No problem Destany Send you charecter Bio And Have fun withit
My Guy will Be What they call a ranger . You see its be centuries sence the out side has been toxic. So Those WHo lif eOut side the dome are rebels And outcast You Only Come in to the domes for food and suplies. Cartell members have been known to hide out there away from the law . Ex Cops Who quit working for the domes wicht are ran by Tech Inc. ANd go and live on the out side Are Called Rangers. There are not many rangers. My Characters Bio will come later

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Rebel File #384958; Case #49659b
Name: Anya "Izzy" Burne
Age:21
Eye Color: Emerald green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Very short, about an inch long curled.
Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 5'7"~5'8"
Distinguishable Marks: A small beauty mark above Right eye. A large Iguana tattoo on her inner thigh, the tounge extending to the junction of legs.
Offenses: Theft, Assault, Assasination, and Resisting Capture
Usual Armor: A protective armor suit. Breathing Mechanism worn while outside of the domes, directly inserts into lungs, no mouthpiece.
Usual Artillery: Assault and Sniper Rifles, Hand Phasers, Smart Grenades, Blades, FireLaunchers, Hand-to-Hand Combat Dagger.
Known History: Child of Tech Inc. President Joseph Burne and recent Illumists recruit Stace Shetfield-Burne. Reported Awall (run-away) at 16, captured once by extreme measures. Suffered severe bullet wounds to the left lower extremity, making such spot vulnerable.
Warnings: Often has blades in boots or gloves used to escape when captured. Will use any means imaginable to escape, never to be trusted.

Directive: TO BE TAKEN IN BY ANY MEANS NECCESARY

Reward: (Posted by President Burne)
2,000,000 Sheks Alive.
Reward: (Posted by Senturies)
500,000 Sheks Dead.










I'll probobally edit it later, tell me if you don't like me chosing the pres. name I'll take it out or change it, whichever you appear. And if you'd like the form of money changed anything.

 

[Rayv]

Character bio

Tech Inc. Enploye File #276


Employe's Name: Nick Logan
position:1.Black ops unit 3, 2.Lead detective, 3.Personal gard for President Burnes, 4. Quit Tech Inc. Moved to the Outlands . Is now a ranger
Parents: mother - Jan Logan . fother - Unknown
Distinguishing Marks/aperance: dark midnight blue eyes. short Dark brown Spiked hair. bio-techorgantic Arms .He is 5ft.6in.
400lbs. 200lbs. of his weight Are is arms. All muscel.His styl of dress Con sist of Sleevless t-shirts black gloves Black lether Jackit that says New Rome: Home of the honered Damned writen in red on the back. A Black Lether duster WIth same texed on back.Blue jeans and brown boots.
known armor: None
known arsonel: Dule fire Phaser pistols, a hot blade dager,Hollo imaging decoi device, Proto typ I.B.5 Asolt Gun( this gun shots Frozen liquid nitro Buletts.
Carer High lights: Age 19 sent To the abandoned prison Of New York (which is the Base of the ilumnist) To recover The President Of tech inc. was then Promoted to led detective. At age 22 Sent in to the Deport tation City of LA To re cover the presadent from the hands of the Cartel. Was then promoted to personal Gard to the presadent. Than Sent over seas to New Rome To recover The m-8 Serym that was stolen from the Seatell Laburtorys. he faild the mission and Quit Tech inc.


We Should keep An eye On Nick . And We should take a look at the files from Awile back Of A man Named Snake Plissken .Nick sounds alot like this Guy
Joe Burnes
this is My Bio What do you think

 

[Rayv]

Nick Logan

Nick Is siting In his new home it aint much but he bult it. It was onee of the ruind house that was left just laying Around He fixed it up Its two storys just finshed puting his tghiings away. He oppens Up A packeg that Has Some papers in it he looks over them. They are blupreints For a new car. Stands up ANd grabs his lether jacket. He the rids of to see his friand Coo lee

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Carefully removing the casing around it, she slowly withdrew the syringe style needle from just above her left breast. A soft sigh, followed by a slight coughing, as the protective juices that had coated her lungs began to break up and move out of the lungs.

"Fresh Air. Damn that feels good."

She gave her trademark smirk to the small dome. Too bad they were all asleep, they'd never see it. As they'd never see her. Or know she was here... that is till she was gone.

Izzy quickly knelt down withdrawing the black backpack and dropping it carefully to the ground before her. Rummaging slowly through it she withdraws several clips, which she immediately attached to her belt. Should only need one, but being prepared had saved her before, and She'd be damned if she'd be cought.

Her emerald eyes shifted occasionally to her sides, her ears perked to all the sounds of the dome... silent.

She clasped down a knife on her boot, one on her left upper arm. And a small undetectable knife she slid down her front, emergency. Just like the syringe in her sleeve. Cuff her, and she'd make sure you had Ridges Disease in second. A terrible hemorraghic fever that would take effect immediately.

Izzy's hand clasped around her mini sniper-style pistol. Her forefinger teasing the trigger a little.

"Lock and load..."

She smirked again as she shoved a clip in, smacking the bottom hard with her palm, assuring it's completely loaded.


---------------- 20 Minutes Later -------------------------

*Bang*

--------------- 20 Minutes Later --------------------------

"It looks like the work of assasin Anya Burne. Though we don't have any sure evidence, nor any idea who her employer was. We assure you those responsible for this horrendous assasination will be held accountable. They will be captured and brought to justice."

She rolled her eyes, "How many times have they said that before?" She murmered rhetorically.

"This wonderful and kind man...." *TV cuts to pictures of the victim with family, at charity events, then finally dead... weeping relatives...* The announcer goes on to list the good things the man had done.

"But of course no mentions of his dealings with Drug Lord V'salk Reiter... no.. no... couldn't do that... nor him trying to screw V'salk over. "

Ran her finger through her hair as her other hand tossed some popcorn at the screen.

"Another day, another job well done..."

-------- "Indeed....." A dark figure in the back ground stepped forward a smile playing on his frighteningly handsome figures. "Very well Executed." ----------------

"V'salk!"

She stood up spinning around...

"I thought we agreed, payment later... not that I'm complaining... "

She had noticed his sidearm, she immediately withdrew her own.

"I hope you don't take offence... but understand, you'll have to hand that over while you're here..."

Her gun wavered a little towards the gun then back to his chest.

"Certainly."

He tossed the sidearm onto the table carefully and smiled.

"And the knife under your belt..."

He nodded removing it.

"And the mace..."

"I can't say your eyes are failing. There. I am completely unarmed, now... can we speak?"

She nodded consenting and lowered her weapon,

"Sorry for the formalities sir, but a girl has to look out for herself."

He nodded,

"Especially a girl with as many enemies as yourself..."

She half smirked nodding.

 

[Julian]

Tech Inc. (...everyone needs an enemy)

He towered over the obscene images of what would once have been called humans. The BrightOne, a creature of unparalleled magnificence and age, older than the domes and fears, stood at the podium of the amphitheater. His lips never moved but his eyes reflected the anger in his spirit and the telepathic powers touched the Severed Council, a ruling body of man-creatures misshapen and hideous.

The BrightOne's temple vein flared, opening and allowing a flow of blood to pump into his mind like oil in a machine. Though no one would hear the sonic shrill carried onto the wincing crowd, they felt it. All the governing bodies of Tech Inc. had been implanted with a transponder to make them feel the emotions of BrightOne, be it pleasure or pain. His orgasms or his anger would stun or thrill the whole audience of 200 governing members.

Like a Bosch painting of Hell, the Severed Council members all groaned aloud, the hate-filled eyes of BrightOne burning at them as his brain touched them all. He went around their frontal lobes, inducing aural hallucinations, making them nw cry and gasp. As modified man-beast with cybertronic advancements placed in their mutated bodies, the could withstand any kind of physical pain. But not this.

Despite not being heard, BrightOne shouted, "HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED?? HOW??!! CAN ANYONE ANSWER ME?!"

BrightOne stood 2.3 meters, or 7 feet tall, his head sharpened with a canine like face; his eyes glowed red when angered, but sat green with desire; brown was the natural color, a human eye in a wolf-featured face. There was little hair except for atop him like the old-style crewcuts of the contemptable Humans. His arms were thick with muscle, used when wishing to rend an enemy limb from limb, usually an example of Tech Inc. advancements.

No one being was allowed outside the building to escape the Wrath. Should you decide on this, or be tardy, body-gurads with H&K Proto-9 rifles loaded with polymer-piercing shells and HE tracer rounds would have you dragged before the Severed Council. Their body-armour was of the highest caliber;short of space explorations, this could survive high & low temperatures, a cannon-ton pulse rifle at a distance, and what was referred to as a grenade at close range.

"First off Anya Burns is STILL Loose in the area! And second off...there's a problem with the XJ-246 vaccine."

A scientist is brought by the armour clad soldiers, their helmets plugged with ear-phones, visors down as this weakling in a lab coat fell at BrightOne's feet. BrightOne lifted Dr. Johannes by the lapels of his coat, shaking him at face level, allowing the lab tech to smell the hot blood on his tonsils, and to feel the spray of drool hitting his glasses and face.

"Doctor, why are we the Severed Council?"

"B-because no on can..." the doctor stammered, " can b-b-b-be-bear..."

"Bear what?! Looking at us, correct?!"

The doctor was dropped like a sack of potatoes, shaking and gasping for air amid the fear and desperation. He knew the Man-beast cyber council would either release him soon, or feed on him body. All he knew was fear, and he felt his stomach churning acids and awash with fear.

"Dr. Johannsen made this vaccine to prevent Ridges Disease, but he made a flaw in the work", said BrightOne. "It cures almost anything."

The doctor & the guards never heard the telepatic transmission, but noticed the uneasy faces and the wicked glaces at the doctor. The guards pushed their breathers onto their faces, isolating them completely from what was to come next. Shoot the doctor; or collect the remains at the end of BrightOne's tantrum.

BrightOne smiled, at the doctor, who now stood, and at the Severed Council, who began coming forward encircling him. The gurds knew this pattern and immediately moved away from the men-beast, back-pedalling just to be safe and not turn their backs on the Council.

"And now", BrightOne said, "to keep our facade, we shall have lunch with the doctor..."

And the they pounced on him, all 200 man-beast of cyber and genes clamoring for the parts that weren't screaming at they flew into the air.

 

[Rayv]

Nick Logan

Nick Arived At Coo Lee's He showd Coo Lee the Plans Coo Lee Agreed to Mack But he need Nick to Go to The Zone( Which is the nerst Zone that alowes out landers to get suplys) Nick looks at the suply list " Coo'lee ? I cant Get All This Stuff On My Motercycl."

"I know. Thats why You'll take my truck And give aride to another one of my custermers So he can get some thing he needs for his place."
"ok Coo'lee. Who is the guy?"

"Hay Jake get over here"As coo'lee yelled this A Tall Wetherd man walks up to Theem "This Is Jake Mc'Queen. Hes The only Farmer in the outlands."

"Ok Jake Lets get out of here "

 

[Um_I_forgot]

Itsame Mario.

Ok This looking Good Rayv You Have the thred rights Ok . Ill Play The Lead Baddy The Presadent of teck inc. Joe Burnes . and lead Heretic The leader of the Iluminsts Ramsies To day I will Give theBio for ramsies


Tech Inc. File no. 14761

Name Harris "Ramsis" Jarell
Age Mid 30's
Height About 6'
Weight 170-200
Hair color Dark Brown in Dreadlocks
Eye color Amber
D.o.b Unknown
Birth place New L.A.
Ocupation Heretic Leader of the Illumnist.
Distinguishing Marks: Tatoos of the egyption hyrogliphs all over his body

Crime
Terriast actions aginst Tech Inc., Murder, Ilegal disterbution of weapons, drug Charges, Kiddnaping the presadent, Terrorist actions agients The senturies, Manslaugter, Theft, Capital murrder, Grandtheft.

The President Of Teck Inc. Has issued a Reward for the captures Of ramisis Dead or alive, Of 2000000 Creds
If any one has info on him let us know Con tct the senturies or Tech Inc.

 

[DarkTalon]

OOC:Ill Play Jake Mc'Queen
Theres No Tech Inc. File On Me so ill just give A breif bion And start playing.
Bio: Jake Mc'Queen is 34 The only Farme in The out lands Has just discover the only Way at the time being to grow something in the waest lands of the Outlands Blond hair Mustash Good looking But Nothing specil.

IC: Jake jumpsin to Coo'lees' Truck As Nick drives theme to the Zone. once there he gos over to find some things For is New Crop. He start to talke to a shop clerk " Ineep Some power nuterient packs yougot any?"

"Yea Sure Ihave a whol bunch No one Buys them any more Their obsoliet. Why do you want them ?"

" Well I need them For My Crop . Ifigured out a way To use them get things to grow inthe outlands."
The shop keeper laughed " Well if you don't want to tell me the truth the dont . But that will be 50 creds"

As jake paid the Man Severel senturies Started to hed toword him.

 

[Rayv]

Nick Logan

OOC: Just so peopel know Later on I will play the leader of the Cartell His Name is Mation Te'uk Nick name Teag. DarkTalon Good Pick up Lets see if I can Do it Justice. For the others Coo'lee is The Best And only Macanic there is, and any can use him whene they need to. O yea I discused it with Um_I_Forgot But Brightone You and your council Will Be in charge of Tech inc.s milletairie WhIch is staitiond in the domes Of Alaska. is that ok

IC: Nick Was puting up the last of the supliys he had gotin for Coo'lee. He looked around To see what was keeping Jake. He saw sevrel senturies go toword Jake with their gun drown. So He Head toword Jake To Protect him. ~Coo'lee would probly Be mad if I let One of his custmers get killed~ Nick thought. As he finly Got to Jack One of the senturies opend fire with two shots. Nick reached out with his right hand Stoping the bulets with a bing As they bounced of his hand riping holes in too his glove.
"I Dont think so. WHy don't yoou guys just go Pick on some one els."
The senturies than Rused nick And Jake. Nick knocked Two guys out in one punch As he thought ~GOOD THING MY ARMS and hands are metal~ He than gets a glace of one of them geting redy to shoot at him. he quickly Drows his I.B.asolt Gun And fire s AT the guy hit him in the chest Blowing him Up . In the comotion Nick Get him And Jake out Of ther And heads Back to Coo'Lees'

As the get out of Coo'lees truck Nick Speeks to Coo'lee " i Got th part for the Car do you think You Can Get it redy Fast "
" Yea sure "
" Hay did you Mack the Changes to myMotercycl"
" Yea its Al Done . Its In there " Coo'lee Points to A littel garoge inthe back of his com pound.

 

[Um_I_forgot]

Joe Burne

Joe is sitting at a desk in a large office speaking with a assistant.
"Sir, I've brought in the latest reports."
Joe looks up from some paperwork. " Good. Let me see them."
He takes the papers and looks through them.
"When did this assassanation happen?"
"Yeserday sir."
" Why wasn't I in formed that my daughter is the prime suspect?"
"I don't know sir."
"Well I want her broght in at all costs! And get me Bright One!"
"Yes sir."

 

[Um_I_forgot]

Ramsis

In one of the many abandoned buildings left in the city of New York a group of Illumists along with their leader Ramsis have captured a Sentury.
"Well, well, well, it is real nice that we could have a well respected pig in our humble abode." Ramsis then begins to start a chainsaw. The chainsaw starts with a roar. "Why don't you just let me know what we want."
"Ok."
Ramsis puts the chainsaw down. "Where is...
::Knock at door::
Pulling a Mac10 from under his coat Ramsis signals for one of his men to open the door.
When the door is opened there is no one there.
"What is this?
A tear gas canaster flys in through the open door.
:: over a megaphone::"Ramsis this is the FBI come out with your hands up."
"Fuck you!" Opening his coat Ramsis pulls a grenade from his belt and hurls it out the door.
::BANG::
He stands by the door and fires at the Senturies outside.
So do the rest of the Illumists there.
"Forget it!" He turns toward the captured Sentury and fires three shots .
He turns and heads out to the fire escape and then to the roof where his stolen helecoptor is. He climbs in and takes of.
*one our later*
Ramsis is at his home and waching the news.
:: on tv::"We will continue our search for Ramsis and the wanted assassinist Izzy Burne."
"Hmm I wonder where I can find that broad?"

 

[Cryo]

OOC; hey, I want in on this. Hmmm. Cartel, Iluminists....

Is that it? a fanatic religious group, A policeing group, a rebel group and a corporate group? Kinda limiting, don't you think?

Ahhh, but that's just THAT dome. Isn't it. ok, I have an idea.

SCANNING OPTIC SIGNTURE.....OPTIC SIGNATURE NOT FOUND.
SCANNING FOR DNA RECORD.....DNA RECORD NOT FOUND
SCANNING FOR FINGERPRINT MATCH.....FINGERPRINT NOT FOUND
ANNALYSIS OF VOICE DATA PROFILE...PLEASE SAY YOUR NAME

"Mark Donnley"

ANALYSIS COMPLETE. VOICE DATA NOT FOUND.
ARE YOU A CURRENT CITIZEN OF THIS DOME? YES NO
WOULD YOU LIKE TO APPLY FOR CITIZENSHIP? YES NO
PLEASE INSERT YOUR PRE-APROOVED CITIZEN AUTHORIZATION CARD......CLICK
CAC IS VALID. ENGAGING BIO-PROFILE SCAN.

AGE-------------------23
HEIGHT--------------2M
WEIGHT---------112Kg
EYE COLOR-----BLUE4

PHYSICAL SCAN COMPLETE. ENGAGING PHYSICAL WELLNESS SCAN

.........NO TUMORS
.........NO CANCERS
.........NO VIRUSES
.........NO ALLERGIES
.........NO MECHANICAL IMPLANTS
.........NO VIRAL INFECTIONS
.........NO FORIGN MICROSCOPIC ORGANISMS

OPTIC RESPONCE-----------------FINE
REFLEX CHECK--------------------FINE
---------------------------------------FINE
---------------------------------------FINE
---------------------------------------FINE
AUDIO RESCEPTION QUALITY---NORMAL
NEURO ACTIVITY------------------FINE
DIGESTION QUALITY--------------FINE
WASTE REMOVAL ABILITY-------FINE
SKELETAL SCAN--------------------NORMAL
MUSCULAR QUALITY---------------EXCELLENT

NO ABNORMALITIES DETECTED. BIO-SCAN COMPLETE AND APPROVED
TEMPORARY CITIZENSHIP PASS APPROVED.
WELCOME MARK. ENJOY YOUR STAY

"Well, that's much more than they do in Truice dome. I hope it was a good idea to come here."

 

[Rayv]

Nick Logan

OOC: Cryo Teck Inc. is A World Power Its ownS Most of the world. There are Three Cuntrys that are not Ran By Teck Inc. They Are New Rome, Eygpt,and Austrela. You Can Be from One Of those places . Rome Though Has no Domes. And if you have ideas For other Groups Plug them in . What Um_I_Forgot Wrote Was Just A primer He said Add To his Idea to make it beter . I hope you stay Cryo Your Good For Rps. Oh yea The Form Of muny Here is Creds

 

[Cryo]

Damnit Ravy, learn to spell. My name is CRYO!! C R Y O I'm an ice man. not a mechanical one.

And sure. If that's the case, than I can live with that. But though Tech inc may be a world power, Australia and egypt and rome are way overpopulated in this time. It's like america vs china now. Australia and Egypt are a sister corperation. Australia is independant because of it's seclusion, Egypt is leeway that Tech inc gave to Neutron co. so that it's citizens can have access to the mainland. (the america's have since sunk, due to global warming and the ice caps melting. now all that's left are a few small islands and independant village colonies.)

People from Neutron Co. visit the various domes of Tech inc. all the time, and visa versa, so they set up a temporary citizenship program to allow people to travel much like a visit to another country in this time. They have limitations enforced by the dome and the police. The limitations are decided by the head officials and mane computer of the home dome. It's how the world keeps track of everyone. So to speek.

Marc has never been to Tech inc domes before. Infact, he's been pretty much secluded to Sydney dome and his home Truice dome. Truice dome is underwater where new zealand used to be. his reasons for travelling will be revieled shortly.

 

[Rayv]

Nick Logan

OOC: Sarry Cryo But it dose Sound Good to Me Exept Rome Is indapendent It Is ran By A man Named Coleius Maxamus "cole for short It is None Corpret It is Known As the Home of the Honerd Damned They Are A strong Warrior Groupe So everyone leves them alone Most retired Millitary Move there eventuly.

 

[Julian]

Hide & Go Seek

As the remains were lapped in a blood-lust by the members of the Severed Council, Guard #4123 touched his com-link in his helmet, bringing the device closer to his ear. He blinked under the plexi-glass of the visior, then waved at Guard #7820. He in turned sighed, letting his shoulders sink momentarily, then take the charge handle of his weapon in his fingers.

Both #4123 & #7820 locked & loaded, making the milling cyber-beast stop chatting with their lips & telepathically, turning their enhanced visions on both trembling guards. Despite the hulking menace of armor, weapons and ammo, it wouldn't be a match for a blood-lusting group like the Severed Council. Even if half died under the gunfire, the others would insure BrightOne's safety, and then continue charging in a berserk frenzy.

"BrightOne", #4123 said in a commanding voice, hiding his fear, "you're requested at the highest level."

"What does Mr. Burnes want now?!" he roared, his beast cronies lining up behind him in a descending pyramid, the bones of the doctor all that remains of the carnage earlier this afternoon.

"I've just been told to summon you", he replied, pointing the laser-tracking light between BrightOne's eyes. BrightOne smiled, his brow furrowing at the certer of the light, an evil smile crossing his lips.

BrightOne laughed, glancing at the Severed Council: "Summon me...as if I were some coolie... or bio-droid? I think not..."

"I shall see Mr. Burnes on my own, because I wish to", BrightOne stated, then advanced on the guards. Both stepped back, their lasers touching the lobes next to his furrowed brow. The cretures of the Severed Council moved back to their seats, like civilized monsters. All adjusted their robes and exo-uniforms, their incredible size making their appearance almost galvaized, as if armor were hidden beneath the clothing.

As BrightOne left to a side door just past the bones of the late doctor, he asked a question to #7820: "Are you new here?"

"Yes I am", came the nervous reply.

BrightOne smiled, and the men-creatures murmured, as he asked, "Do you know why we're called the Severed Council?"

#4123 groaned, then his eyes bulged out in sheer terror, gasping at what was to come next. He shook his head, trying to quell the young guards' query.

"I don't know."

As the lips closed, BrightOne slipped his finger out, clipping the helmet strap, letting it expose #7820. His brown hair was matted and his blue eyes show'd his dependency on the armor. Suddenly, a fast gripping hand snapped the captured neck of the new recruit, letting his corpse collapse as if all the will and spine evacuated in a heart beat.

"To become one of us", BrightOne said to the corpse, "we have to sever ourselves from humanity, correct #4123?"

"Goddamit BrightOne!", he shouted, lowering the muzzle of the weapon, "Did you HAVE to kill him?! How are we ever gonna keep ne guys if you kill them in initiation?"

"I don't care", BrightOne said, "but just be sure to collect the weapon & armor in a while. The Severed Council could hurt itself...or you...if it stockpiled weapons."

#4123 agreed, opening the door near to them as BrightOne left the council to remove the corpse with their appetites.

 

[Rayv]

Nick Logan

Nick Walks Out of the Grage In A New Out fit. he is now wearing black lether Pants Matching lether Jacket And Brown lether gloves The new Jack Also says NEW ROME: Home Of The Honnerd Damned In red .( His new cloths look lik Ridlys From D&D the movie.) "this will Work FIne Have you finshed the car yet Coo'lee "

"Yea its All ready "

"Good Now WHeres Jake"

 

[DarkTalon]

Jake Mc'Queen

"He's loading his suplys in to his truck" Coo'lee tells Logan
Nick walks over to Jake's Truck "Where Do you think You are Going?" Asks Nick

"Home I have my crop to look after"

" Why were those Senturies after you?"

"I dont know."

"They will not esatate to come after you Out here"

 

[Destiny_Brent]

She immediately headed out, pulling on a dark cap over her face, a dark jacket and typical leather pants. Her face set towards the ground before her. Reiters next request was not one she was too keen on taking...

"Assasinate Mation Te'uk."

She hadn't said yes... but not exactly no yet either. It'd be great on her record, but it would likely force her to a new Dome. Her mind raced over the possibilities, she pulled on her collar, wasn't really cold due to temperature control, just a nervous habit. Then she shoved her hands deeper into her pockets.

"Wonder what dads doing? Probobally freaking out, hey maybe he raised the reward... Get it high enough, you never know... might turn myself in..."

A low chuckle escaped her as she glanced side to side, a few late nighters bustling about but no one too suspicious.

 

[Rayv]

Reble File #43679

Name: Mation Te'uk
A.K.A.: Teag
Age:29
Race: African American
hieght: 7ft
Wieght:250
hair: blue
last Known AdressCartel island (the old deportation city of L.A.)
eyes: Silver *his eyes are artificel*
Known Armor: Waers celinnem Chest plate and Shoulder pads
known Arsinal: Armored Tech Gountlets
Distingushing marks:tatoos on his arms and hands (think dines rodman)
Crime:KNown leader Of the Crime Orgonization The Cartel
The Reast is Clasifide

Wanted Dead Or Alive
Reword 5,000,000creds Alive
56,000,000creds Dead