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An RP: The Missing Link
The year is 2160. The streets are now patrolled by nameless, faceless avatars of justice known only as "Judges," police, jury, and executioner, all in one. Experiments in creating bio-weapons by fusing humans and other animals with magic energy produced the creatures which would be known as Gears. However, in the year 2060, the first Gear ever produced (known only as Null) revolted and threatened to eliminate all humans on the planet, with almost all Gears under his control. Just when all hope seemed lost, a lone, unknown man sacrificed his life force to seal Null away in another dimension. However, a certain terrorist group known as Bad Moon Rising, led by a witch named Gruntilda, is trying to break the seal and set Null free on the world once again...
Bad Moon Rising Report # (not important, but please still leave it in) Name: Age: Species: (Human, Gear, or anything from the Banjoverse) Weapon: (If any) Description: Bio: Political Risk Rating: (How much of a threat you pose to the organization politically, E being the lowest, and S being the highest.) As for me... Bad Moon Rising Report #005679 Name: SSJ3 Gogeta Age: Est. 150 (physically 20) Species: Gear Weapon: O-katana Description: A young man with long black hair, one red eye, the other purple, and a diagonal scar right between the eyes. Wears a gaku-ran and a red cassock-style long coat with 3 tails, and white gloves with strange magical circles printed on them (believed to be power limiters.) Bio: A Gear from the early days of the Gear Project, he has crossed swords with Null multiple times, being able to resist its mind control somehow. His past prio to becoming a Gear is completely unknown. He hunts other Gears, and is also known to attack and knock out Judges if they get in his way. He also holds a great deal of anger towards Gruntilda. He is easily one of the most dangerous creatures on Earth. A young girl (est. age: 20) with amber eyes, blonde hair tied with a red ribbon in back, and a black frilled Victorian dress and the same gloves with the same markings has been seen traveling with him, as well... Political Risk Rating: S Last edited by SSJ3 Gogeta; 7th February 2010 at 03:18 AM. |
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Bad Moon Rising Report #00077
Name: Marshal *last name unknown* Age: 25 Weapon: Twin Pistol-Swords Species: Human Description: Loner type. Black hair. Wears a black scarf at all times. Bio: An amnesiac, Marshal was found by Bad Moon Rising half dead. They quickly enlisted him and he served them for two months. Marshal soon realized the wrongs he had commited and left with the schematics of a death weapon they had been working on. Is currently being hunted by both Bad Moon Rising and the Judges. Political Risk rating: S
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Bad Moon Rising Report #489059
Name:Failed Experiment #22(he was never given a real name due to being obselete) Age:4(physically 25) Species:Gear Weapon mega RifleDescription:A bald man with two completely black eyes. His gloves are magnetic, making it easier to hold his rifle Bio:He was one of the many failed experiments to create the ultimate Gear that would defeat Null if the Blue Moon Rising ever brought him back. He is unique though, as when they were making him, they gave him a special core. This core attracted much negative energy, turning him into the complete opposite of a Gear, making him immune to Null's mind control. But he escaped from the lab, as the scientists weren't able to control him, and dubbed him a failure. He seems to have gone into hiding, not knowing what to do and no knowing who he is. Political Risk Rating:A
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Bad Moon Rising Report # 00099
Name: Maverick (Mav) Age: 500 Species: Human Weapon: Odd vines Description: A sealed Iron maiden that is carried around by two blinded henchman who swear there lord looks for them. The only time the Iron maiden opens usually means certain death for whoever is in its wake. Bio: Maverick was twenty yearsold man when he first signed up to be tested apon, in an experiment involving Radiation and the cells from different trees the experiment went wrong and Maverick's genetics mutated causing Vines to erupt from his back and threaten to destroy the laboratory where he was kept, the other three test subjects were destroyed but maverick was locked within a Iron Maiden which was then transported to a remote island in the edge of nowhere. A few years later two scientists managed to open the Iron Maiden for reasons unknown and had there eyes torn out these men became Maverick's carriers the Goverment soon discovered that Maverick had been exposed to the entire islands inhabitants and they were now all his slaves. Political Risk Rating: S (If this doesn't work say )
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"Right, then...this must be the place." A shadowy figure stepped into the abandoned warehouse where his traveling companion was supposedly being held. The dim light revealed a young man in his early 20's, with long black hair and a scar between his eyes. One of his eyes was purple, the other red. In his left hand, he carried a sheathed O-katana. After searching for a bit, he found a cloaked figure on the other side of the room. "Hey," he called out, and the figure turned. "You're the ass who took my princess, right?"
"YOUR princess? Don't make me laugh," said the cloaked figure. "...I don't like you," the long-haired man retorted. The magical circles on his gloves started glowing. "Arrogant prick...it seems you won't know your place until I've knocked you around a bit." "Hold your horses," said the cloaked man. "Just hold on a bit, and I'll show you something very interesting." He threw off his cloak, revealing a Judge underneath. "If you want to be guilty of the charge of assaulting yet another Judge..." "Heh! And you think I have a problem with that?" the long-haired man replied. "No, but I've been talking long enough. Come on out, boys!" About 3 dozen armed Judges poured into the room. "Don't make this any harder on yourself, kid..." "To think you'd go through this much trouble for li'l ol' me...I'm flattered," the man with long hair said, dropping his sword. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet...in a certain rural area known as Spiral Mountain, a certain honey bear with a blue backpack stepped out of his house and yawned, squinting his eyes at the dawning rays. "Beautiful mornin', innit Kazooie?" he asked, seemingly to no one at first. However, a red-crested breegull popped out of his backpack and replied, "Whatever, Banjo. Same as ever, as far as I'm concerned." "Oh, knock it off," said Banjo. "Today's the day we take Tootie on an adventure, remember?" Last edited by SSJ3 Gogeta; 9th February 2010 at 03:36 AM. |
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Deep within the Island lab Maverick stirred within his confines "slaves I wish to move, today is the day we hunt for the key to open my shell" wretches ran into the room around there master humming chants, while two of them lifted the Iron shell onto there shoulders. . .
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Im Joining in.
Bad Moon Rising Report 000045# Name: Luigi (Cuz i like Luigi and i dont know) Age: Unknown. Species: Human Weapon: Hammer/Poltergeist 3000 Description: A Frightened Plumber who's Older Brother is Busy fighting Bowser (Again) Bio: Luigi was always the Less-Skilled of the two. He never was good at his Job, and when the Gears attacked, he Helped Defeat their Leader. In his Hotel Room in the City, Luigi was getting ready for a Walk, when suddenly, Members of Bad Moon Rising took him to their Base.
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Experiment #22 sat down on his stool. He had been hiding in an abandoned Hostess snack factory for a few months now. It was time for him to leave though. Bad Moon Rising had found his factory, and was rummaging through it at the very moment. He picked up his Omega Rifle and exited through the back door. It's not that he couldn't kill the group, it's just that he didn't want every single person in the city on his tail. He needed to figure out how to get these goons gone though. He noticed a group of judges about 5 blocks away. He turned the Omega Rifle on sniper mode and aimed. He wasn't going to hit the judges, but just make them alert. Once they turned around, they would see the terrorists, and go after them.
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"Alright, pretty-boy. Reach out your hands..." said the Captain. SSJ3 Gogeta reluctantly obeyed, and a pair of handcuffs were promptly clamped around his wrists. "Don't worry, your girlfriend is safe," the Judge said. "You'll see her when we arrive at the station."
"She ain't MY girlfriend," SSJ3 said, as they started walking out. "That so?" the Captain replied. "My mistake, pretty-boy." "Ya know, I'd wish you'd stop--" SSJ3 began, but was cut off by the sound of a rifle firing from about 5 blocks away. "Trouble!" said the captain of the Judges. "Wait right here. We'll take care of it." He took about half of the Judges with him. Like hell you will, SSJ3 thought to himself. |
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Two nameless minions found themselves in a wasteland far from the capital. "So what are we supposed to do again?" inquired Minion #2.
"We gotta find this Marshal guy and kick his ass" Said the other minion. "Perhaps you should look behind you." The minions turned around and saw a man with a scarf. He had a sword in each hand. "Ah!" the minions cried out, but quickly regained their composure. "You can't sneak up on members of Bad Moon Rising like that! En Guarde!" As they drew out their swords, Marshal pulled his triggers and shot them. "Heh, they shouldn't have talked so much." He then made his way to the city.
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22 prepared to pull the trigger, and then his super sensitive hearing picked up something. He heard a gunshot about 40 kilometers to the east. He ran off in that direction to see what all the commotion was about.
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As one of the Judges (the one holding SSJ3's sword) was getting ready to leave, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Spinning around, he saw SSJ3 with the rest of the Judges knocked out around him. "Mind if I take that from you? I kind think you've borrowed it long enough..." With that, he kicked the Judge in the head, knocking him out instantly. He then drew the sword and cut himself free. "Right, time to party!" he said, rushing out.
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