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  1. by the way guys, I'll just point out that my character(s) were inside the Academy - not where the destroyed ship is. Vasere's lab was inside the academy where he was working on Blint. Then he came to join the others outside.

     

    ... I'm not sure how you want to go about this? Do you just want me to play along and disregard the fact his lab was inside the academy? Or should I edit my posts to try and fix the continuity error?

  2. Soon Blint's retinal display became operational, and his vision was no longer blurry. But his entire body was in severe pain. He soon realised where he was: He was laying on an operating table, inside of some laboratory - filled with all sorts of machines and display monitors. Across from him was a hologram of a human body - presumably a scan of Blint's body to indicate his vitals.

     

    The doctor before him was very wrinkled, his hair slickened back and had a long hook nose. He wore what appeared to be a science lab tunic. His eyes glowed with a radiant orange.

     

    "You are on Malachor V. We salvaged what was left of you from the ship you crash landed in. We saved your life - not an easy process... now you must pay the price for your revival. You must serve us."

     

    Blint tried to move his arm, but it was strapped down. He pulled harder, and the restraint seemed to snap off his brute strength. Blint stared angrily at the doctor. He wanted to snap him in half for what he did. He would rather have died. Blint snapped the other restraint off, and landed on the floor.

     

    The doctor raised his hand, and suddenly Blint felt some invisible force pushing him away. Blint tried to lunge at him again, but this time bolts of lightning errupted from the doctor's hand. Blint was in sudden shock, and fell on the floor.

     

    "We remade you. You will be obedient." the Doctor said coldly. Blint raised his head.

     

    "Why... have you done this to me."

     

    "I am a scientist." the doctor announced. "you are an experiment. You are the product of Sith Alchemy and Technology grafted into the one embodiment. A prototype if you will. One out of the hundreds of test subjects I had to have survived. That gives you purpose."

     

    The doctor knelt down in front of him. "You will serve me. I understand you were previously a soldier for the Republic - a tech specialist. I've read into your history. But the Republic has abandoned you. You are nothing to no one, but me. And you are nothing to me but a tool. You are a Machine!"

     

    "W-what... is your name?" Blint asked. The Doctor smiled.

     

    "Doctor Balian Vasere. Why do you ask?"

     

    "So I can kill you." Blint promised.

     

    Vasere laughed. "I look forward... to seeing you try." Doctor Vasere put him unconscious. He rose, admiring his marvellous creation. He will be useful as a tech specialist for the Sith. Especially with all the cybernetic enhancements Vasere designed specifically for him. And he will obey, whether he wants to or not.

     

    Vasere was too concentrated on his work that he didn't pay much focus on the outside world. Though he was a trained force user, his real gift was with science and sith alchemy - which explains why his senses weren't well tuned compared to most Sith Knights that lay within the Academy. He exited his Laboratory, down the halls and outside the Academy. He watched as many Sith Students and Assassins bowed before their new master - the new lady of the Sith. It would seem that Darth Traya and her apprentice Sion had been overthrown.

  3. By the end of 2186, the Reaper War was ended with the activation of the crucible. Commander Shepard chose to control the Reapers, to rebuild the galaxy after the devastating war.

    The energy fired by the Crucible caused damage to the Mass Relays galactic wide. Affected by the energy, a reconaissance team on board a light vessel The Trinity crash lands into a near-by planet: a lush world of Rogue's, Pirates and Warlords.

     

    You will play as a crew member of the The Trinity; a vessel used for reconnaissance during the war, that has crash landed into a seemingly unknown world beyond the Terminus Systems. You must survive the dangers of this lush jungle environment, fight off the feral locals and pirate gangs and uncover the planet's secrets if you ever hope to escape in one piece.

     

    General RP rules apply. This will be a structured RP, split into three parts. Has to be an original character, but you can play as any race within the Mass Effect universe. That's why you may have noticed from the RP prologue, in this universe Commander Shepard chose the "Control" ending so I can give you the freedom of choosing to play as either synthetics or organics.

     

    Welcome to the Citadel Security Database! Classified information requested...

     

    Establishing secure connection. Secure Connection CONFIRMED. Please LOG IN to access your profile....

    Warning: DATA Corruption Detected. Please Reconstruct Profile.

     

    NAME: Captain Qui'in Tuhrop

    AGE: 57

    RACE: Turian

    PRE-SERVICE HISTORY: Spacer

    PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE: Sole Survivor

    SPECIALIZATION: Infiltrator

    FACIAL IDENTIFICATION: http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/103/3/b/turian_guy_by_dandzialf-d3dx984.jpg

    WEAPONS TRAINING: Sniper Rifles, Assault Rifles and Heavy Pistols. Omni-Blade Training Included.

    CLASS POWERS: Disruptor Ammo, Tactical Cloak, Incinerate, AI Hacking.

    BIOGRAPHY: Captain Qui'in Tuhrop is the commanding officer of the multilateral recon team of The Trinity. Before the Reaper War, Tuhrop was in command of a special forces unit of the Turian Military. After being ambushed by Batarian Mercenaries during a mission, and being the only one left alive, he felt he was no longer fit for the Turian Special Forces and de-promoted himself to simple reconnaissance missions out of survivors guilt.

    Now left stranded with his team on an unknown world, his leadership skills are now put to the test and swore to escape the planet with his crew alive.

     

    PROFILE RECONSTRUCTION COMPLETE.

  4. Blint slowly opened his eyes. Everything was a blur to him. He was breathing heavily when he woke up.

     

    "Scanning... Scanning... Medical Scan Complete. Cybernetic Enhancements are online."

     

    The last thing Blint remembered was his ship, as it came plummeting down into Malachor V. He couldn't remember much else after that, everything went dark.

     

    "It seems the subject is waking up..." came a voice. A blurry figure walked towards him. "Ah... but your retinal display has not completely adjusted it seems... it will in time."

     

    It was hard for Blint to breath. "Where... where am I?"

     

    "It does not matter. We have uses for you." The blurry figure was pacing around the room, as if examining what Blint thought to be monitors on top of desks. "You took quite a lot of damage it seems from the crash. Broken Spinal Cord, Frontal Lobe Damage,

    Legs crushed beyond repair... Its a medical wonder why you are even still alive."

     

    Blint couldn't move his arms and legs. Then he realised he was strapped to some sort of operating table.

     

    "Save for your arm, which seems to have been already replaced before the crash, we have outfitted you with state of the art prosthetics. It took some time, but we managed to completely replace your spinal cord with a mechanical one. Your legs had to be amputated and replaced with mechanical ones. We outfitted you with prosthetic eyes, connected to a neural implant to treat the frontal lobe damage. We even upgraded your arm... a little personal touch. In short, we saved your life."

     

    "But... why?" was all Blint managed to breath out.

     

    The doctor walked towards him, and menacingly grabbed his jaw. "We have uses for you." he replied.

  5. hate to break your balls, but petitions don't really work... at least in terms of pressuring studios to produce video games. In addition to that, you would need thousands (if not millions) of signatures to make an effective petition. A goal of less than 100 is simply not enough.

  6. I've been looking to get back into the RPs :)

     

    NAME: Blint Grayson, The Machine

    APPEARANCE: http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/2/2d/Soldier_Reborn.jpg

    AGE: 38

    WEAPONS: Cybernetic Enhancements (legs, spinal cord, neural enhancements, eyes and arm), most prominently his prosthetic arm carries a hidden wrist blade and twin blasters.

    SPECIALIZATION: Scout and Tech Specialist.

    SPECIAL STRENGTHS: Hacking and Cyber Warfare, Cybernetic Enhancements that have heightened his speed, senses and strength.

    WEAKNESSES: Though incredibly strong willed against Force Influence, even Blint cannot withstand a fully trained force user.

    Even with his cybernetic enhancements, he is very susceptible to Force Lightning - as it can interfere with his hardware. His psych profile also

    suggests him struggling with his humanity after his surgery.

    ROMANCE: Before he crash landed on Malachor V, and patched up with his cybernetic enhancements, Blint was a tech specialist and a proud family man on Telos. But after losing his family during the destruction of Telos, Blint keeps his emotional distance and is very hesitant with forming close companionship with anyone.

    BEAST COMPANION: His astromech droid, D3-R4; salvaged after his crash land.

  7. I have succumbed to the temptation of Steam Sales, and bought the first Crysis game (in my opinion the best of the series).

     

    I suppose I am asking more for technical support than discussion (not unless you want to discuss your favourite Crysis game and talk about why it is the best of the series), as I seem to be experiencing some game play problems.

     

    I cannot throw grenades :( I keep pressing the "G" button, but nothing happens other than I cannot switch out my guns - and the only way to reverse this is my pressing "H".

    I don't seem to remember having this problem the last time I played (which was years ago, mind you). Can somebody please help me?

  8. Cade walked off the ramp with Lyna. With his armor and heavy rifle mounted to his back, he looked more like a body guard or a following merc than anything else. He breathed the polluted air of Nal Hutta.

     

    "Ah... good times." he remembered. "One of my first assignments was on Nal Hutta when I became a bounty hunter with Blue and Syn. It has not changed at all."

     

    The city in the distance from the space port was quite a marvel to see. "We should probably take a cab."

  9. Tom thought back to some previous experiences where he had a gun pointed to his face. "I'm more used to pistols and shotguns. I'm more used to avoiding snipers... like that time we were collecting a bounty on that Turian Merc back on Aey'ra. Man that was brutal..."

     

    Tom smacked a clip into his pistol. "I think the captain wanted me to accompany you for my biotics. I suppose its an effective way to learn from experience."

     

    The elevator stopped at the above maintenance level, where the two comrades stepped onto the metal catwalk. Tom hid behind one of the support pillars.

     

    _____________________________________________________

     

    Tuhrop and the rest of his squad continued towards the hazardous room. "And just what did you have in mind for a distraction?" Hawking whispered.

     

    Tuhrop unholstered his gun and pointed it at the catwalk above. He fired his pistol rapidly at random spots. It was too dark up there to make out any form of snipers. Hawking breathed a sigh.

     

    "Well, I suppose that should grab the snipers attention from triggering the vents."

  10. Tategami restrained himself and let go of Karela. He beamed, and ruffled her hair. "I sincerely apoligise." he added. "I tend to get a little too embracing when I have not seen a dear friend for to me seems a lifetime."

     

    Kaneda sighed. "His vocabulary skills havent lightened up I see..." he mumbled. He stared at Tategami and smiled. "Its good to see you, sensei."

     

    "It is good to see you once more Tategami sen...Tategami." a familiar voice spoke, coming from the masked man he had worked with before. One of his pupils, Takeda. Tategami was amazed at his transformation from chunin to Jonin.

     

    "I think its best we go now that everyone's here. I've gone ahead and planned a route for the group, as well as labeled resting points...

     

    Tategami examined the map. He pointed to some of locations labbeled on the route. "Well labbeled, Takeda-kun. But there is a slight problem with the selected route."

     

    Tategami pointed a finger along a road to the north east. "In this time of the year, the Devil Hornets swarm this area to gather resources to prepare for winter. We're going to have to take this alternate pathway that avoids the swarm."

     

    He followed his finger along the first resting point. "This area I would highly recomend we avoid.... unless some of you can withstand migrated Manchurian Wild Boars during their mating season."

     

    Tategami crossed his arms. "The rest of the route is satisfactory. Just as long as we avoid those areas for no complications."

  11. "I thought that he was going to be on our squad."

     

    There was a sudden tap on Karela's shoulder. Kaneda watched amusingly.

     

    "Sorry, I didnt want to spoil the suprise."

     

    A very tall and muscular figure stood behind Karela. His hair was tied back into a pony tail and thick moustache covering his upper lip. As soon as Karela turned around, the muscular man wrapped his crushing-oversized arms around Karela. "It has been a far too long time, Karela-chan."

     

    "I did warn you before." Kaneda pointed out. "He could crush an entire mountain with those arms of his." he laughed.

     

    Kaneda took note of Karela's reaction, and frowned at his old sensei. "Umm... could you please let go of her, Tategami-sensai? You might kill her, or something."

  12. "Should I go up? If so, how do I gain entry?" the Salarian asked subtly. Hawking looked above at the catwalks.

     

    "There is a maintenance elevator near-by." Hawking replied. "It should take you up to the catwalks, but this could be used to our advantage: assuming there is a sniper."

     

    "Alright, lets keep moving." Tuhrop insisted. But he was suddenly interupted.

     

    "Wait..." Hawking eyed the hall, where there was a room up ahead before their target destination. "There is a room up ahead that we have to cross." he whispered. "It has ventiliation shafts that will emit a sleeping gas."

     

    Tuhrop looked up ahead. "I understand." The Turian looked at Tom and Kalick. "Take the elevator. We'll create a diversion."

     

    Tom nodded.

  13. Kaneda walked with his sensei towards the village gates. Kaneda was constantly yawning, Ryuu looked down at his pupil.

     

    "If you went to bed early, you wouldnt be in this state."

     

    Kaneda replied with another, yet particulary louder yawn. Kaneda held his jaw painfully.

    "Ahrr, no. Extended Jaw too far..." he waited for the pain to fade away. "Dont you just hate it when that happens?"

     

    The two arrived at the village gates, Karela and Akagi were already waiting for them. Ryuu was the first to speak. "Sorry we're late. It was hard enough gettiing this one out of bed without his parents waking him prior."

     

    Kaneda gave another yawn. "I see not everyone has turned up yet..."

  14. "Of course Hokage." Karela said quietly. "I have seen his recent behavior towards others recently and I am concerned. He's really acting...odd."

     

    "Then you will understand that it is for his own good." the Hokage added. "Perhaps even the village as well. Of course, it may be nothing at all."

     

    One of the Hokage's assistants entered the door, holding a stack of documents.

     

    "I apoligise, Hokaga-sama. But we have some forms we need you to sign immediatly."

     

    The Hokage sighed. "And here I thought I was ridded of it for the day."

     

    "Well, if you got them over and done with in the first place, you'd have more time enjoying your luxuries." The assistant sternly pointed out. The Hokage resigned.

     

    "Very well, put them on my desk and I'll sort them out. Pardon me, Karela. I've got work to do."

  15. "Try not to fall behind then old man,"

     

    "Dont get distracted and wonder off." Hawking retorted. He proceeded along the hall. Tuhrop walked next to him.

     

    "I take it you are not cerberus?" Tuhrop cleared off. Hawking sniffed with amusement.

     

    "Hardly." He replied in his raspy voice. "Undercover Systems Alliance agent. I was a sent a few months back to investigate this particular facility. We were receiving rather... vague updates on their progress."

     

    While talking, Hawking shot an approaching mech from a distance. "We knew about the experimentation with bioenergy, but they left out quite a few significant details. Nothing to do with Cerberus, but they have placed a Sleeper Agent within the facility to keep an eye on their controversial progess."

     

    A guard seemingly came from out of nowhere and aimed a rifle in Hawking's face. But Hawking grabbed the gun, smacked it in the guards face and knocked him down. "Only a portion of the security team are loyal to me. The rest have been... corrupted. So to speak."

  16. "Rogue, give us your current location, then proceed to hold position - stay undetected, and protect the body. Confirmed?"

     

    "We still need to grab Tom." Tuhrop reminded everyone. He fired a bullet in the head a mech. "Proceed onward."

     

    The squad continued through the hall, firing at mechs and any guards that came in the way. Along the way, Kallics words echoed within Tuhrop's head. It could have been Cerberus behind this mess, but would they really be this sloppy?

     

    They finally reached the Interogation Chambers. Tuhrop leaned against the wall, gun his hand. He eyed the door, then back at the crew. Giving them a look that said "Cover Me!".

     

    Tuhrop reached for the button, to open the door. As it slid open, something immediatly flung out. It was a fallen guard, than had leftover eezo disintigrating off of him. A glowing figure walked from dark chambers; a young man with glowing tech armor, and an aura of biotic energy.

     

    Tom approached the guard angrily, showing no mercy. He delivered a powerful biotic shockwave, which sent the guard over the railing to the levels below. Tom looked over the railing. "Have a nice trip..."

     

    Tuhrop froze, looking confused. "Ulrich?... How did you esca--" The Turian was cut off when he saw another figure step out of the doorway. It was Hawking, the head of security.

     

    "I am truelly astonished that a child his age could master biotics so skillfully." Hawking added. Tom glared back at Hawking.

     

    "I aint a kid anymore."

     

    Hawking glanced at the Turian captain, his showing a straight-to-business face. "There is no time to waste; this facility has gone rogue, and we need to save your friend before time runs short."

  17. "Bioenergy wall means sentient beings are turned into living batteries. I was the last, before the asari. Wanted to release me, but proved impossible. I regret that she is gone. Was my hero."

     

    Tuhrop was disturbed by the Salarians explanation; the thought that Quiri was strapped to one of those things just proved how demented Cerberus had become. Was the shady organisation the one really incharge of the facility? Or was this all kept top secret, even the security and staff members didnt know about it.

     

    Wasnt important. What was important was rescuing his crewmembers from certain danger. Not only that, as soon as the power came back on the squad was surrounded by armed forces.

     

    Zack knocked down a few guards with his biotics. "TAKE THEIR WEAPONS!" Tuhrop barked. Tuhrop dodged some fire and managed to grab a fallen guards M-3 Predator. Basic weaponry, but atleast they could stand their ground.

     

    "Salarian:Kallic come in. I have located Asari:Quirinius, and I regret she is deceased. Do you wish to "bury" her?" Tuhrop overheard. Or hoping the mixure of gun fire and biotics muffled some of the words.

     

    "Dead?" Tuhrop grunted. "I'll believe that when I see it. Tell Rogue to stand-by and give us his current location."

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