Content on this page requires a newer version of Adobe Flash Player.

Get Adobe Flash player

Hi there! Please,
Register or login:

Page 1 of 43 1 2 3 4 5 11 ... LastLast
Results 1 to 25 of 1057
  1. #1
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default Continue The Story : Paths Of The Unwanted

    Continue The Story : Paths Of The Unwanted:-


    I believe most of you would have noticed that there was frequent activity within Varthonai’s ‘Continue The Story’ thread – This is mostly to the improvements to the game I had brought, with the help of Lucky-Joe and Castlemanic, old players.

    Varthonai’s ‘Continue The Story’ had one rule,

    Quote Originally Posted by Varthonai
    NO. ONE-LINE. POSTS.
    As I participated in this thread, things slowly changed. Once it was a thread full of spam and random story events, now a plot with twists, turns and complexity. The thread had turned from a spam-fest into some sort of RPG.

    I created this thread because I wanted the CTS game to have a fresh start for this new decade, leave behind the past pages full of spam and claim full rights as the game’s Game Manager – With Castlemanic and Kronosdragon as my co-GM.

    Fear not, we are not starting over again but continuing where we left off from the previous CTS thread.

    The basic concept of the CTS world is simple – Same planet; Earth. Somewhat distant into the future; 2023. Mythical creatures, demons, other dimensions exists and many more. Catastrophic events such as World War II is part of the history of this altered-present – Past events can be altered for the sake of plot and twists. Different races existed on Earth, such as the noob (Refer to Castlemanic’s CTS : Ancestry chapters on the noobs.).

    Think of this as an RPG with an ever changing plot, in a sense - Free Writing : Interaction, time, natural necessities, personality, moral choices are all into play.

    Players are all human (Or was…). If your character is anything else besides human, then it is compulsory to give that character a past being a human. As being humans, you have the choice to have mutated genes, cybernetic augmentations and many others. Some characters can be just simple normal humans or combat-veterans. The plot mostly revolves around the sanctuary Deletion Quality and its members – So characters should be an existing member of Deletion Quality, an ally or soon to be member of Deletion Quality.

    As it lives up to the title, this thread will continue as an ongoing RPG. Although there are plots with an ending, there will always be a new one – Either suggested from one of the players or thought of by Castlemanic or myself. Once a plot is underway, complete it before proceeding to the next one. Don’t rush it – Take your time, add details, be interactive, socialize – Enjoy.

    If you want to follow what had come before, you can do so in this thread : Varth's Continue The Story Game (Search for posts #370 and #371 - Everything starts from there.)

    Rules :-

    - The classic ‘No one-liner posts’.

    - No character control. Character control is allowed when the one who is playing the character you want to control allows you to control his/her character for whatever reason, be it because he/she is busy or is related to a sub-plot. Basically, ask permission.

    - Side-Characters can be created but can only be controlled by the creator. If, for whatever reason, you want to control the other Side-Characters, PM the creator and ask permission.

    - No SPAM.

    - No random, rubbish plots which may be seen as SPAM!

    - Sub-plots are to be discussed, done alone or with a group of players. Here is an example sub-plot : Vampire-Jade and Lucky-Joe were both stunned during battle and were later ambushed by n00b soldiers and taken to an unknown facility.

    - Never butt in someone else's sub-plot. Ask permission, discuss. There is nothing to worry about if you are not included in the sub-plot.

    - Characters MAY meet each other but it is not compulsory.

    - No rule for post genre.

    - There is no post layout. Post as you may and as you wish. But keep in mind that you have to always put the Location-Stamp before a post. Time-Stamps are optional - Refer to the Time System section in the second post.

    - Don't kill one's character unless he/she wants to quit and told you to do so.

    - No SUPER AWESOME GOD-LIKE characters - Like you can destroy the world with the tap of your finger. SERIOUSLY! Limits to your characters are encouraged.

    - Posts must be understood.

    - Recommended use of proper English and understandable description – No SMS-like dialogue.

    - All off-game posts are to be in brackets.

    - If you have any questions PM Vampire-Jade, Kronosdragon or Castlemanic. If related to a sub-plot created by anyone other than Vampire-Jade, Kronosdragon or Castlemanic, PM them.

    - Everyone here are equal - Which includes the GM and co-GMs.

    - Interact in the world of the CTS and HAVE FUN!

    The World/ Current plot :-

    The year is 2023. Earth continued to live and breathe, contradicting predictions of the apocalypse from the past. Oil cells, newly invented source of energy, made it possible for Earth to survive – Boasting the features of no Carbon-Dioxide production and simplicity of cloning them. This makes Oil Cells the world’s only but reliable energy source. However, nuclear power had not been driven into extinction as safety precautions become more reliable and effective. Nuclear power sources have the ability to generate excessive power for the most demanding of projects, vehicles and devices. But nuclear power sources are simply too expensive compared to the Oil Cells. There had been improvement with technology and medicine, both domestic and military with several breakthroughs. The world’s most powerful organization is the U.N – Bringing order and flushing out the corrupted. They are the world’s police. With U.N mostly in power and with the cooperation between them, they won the war against poverty – Poverty only exists in the history books or holo-cards. The standard of living around the world improved greatly and terms like Third-World countries does not exist any longer.

    In this world, anything can happen.

    Welcome to the World of Continue the Story.

    The Fall And Rise Of Deletion Quality

    In the year of 2023, deep within the boundaries of everyday life, a secret war was being waged. It began when a group, a branch from the U.N, Deletion Quality (D.Q.) banned a corrupted D.Q member along with that member’s followers. Weeks after this incident, the Russian Monarchy was revived by a young Czarina. And without warning, D.Q members in Russia and its neighboring countries became missing, were falsely persecuted and arrested, killed and kidnapped. This was all hidden from the public but not from Deletion Quality. Slowly, the conflicts between the U.N branch and the Russian government and its oddly named military – N00b – Began to escalate but well below the radar for the public to notice.

    Finally, when the war was exposed to the public, the war became increasingly violent. The U.N, however, did not lend its assistance to D.Q against its war against the Russian Military. It was stated that the war was not between countries but by military groups, fighting over disagreements. A full scale military assault was orchestrated by D.Q first – Attacking a Russian military naval base in Cuba.

    D.Q was the victor of the battle. Days later, the private city of D.Q was attacked but a D.Q member – A man motivated by money paid by the highest bidder – Bombing off the west side of a military compound. Rumours were that the D.Q member was hired by the n00b while a division of the n00b military entered D.Q’s walls for a faux peace treaty. As the bombing ensued, the n00b division began attacking. D.Q was caught off-guard but eliminated the division – Suffering several military and member casualties and the damage of the military facility. The n00b’s second attempt in taking the fight to D.Q was when they hired T.A.S.C to join them in a full scale attack. Once again, D.Q thwarted their attack and again suffering casualties and even more structural damage.

    Meanwhile, in the United States, an anti-ability movement began to spur. They are called the Deletion Quality Killers (D.Q.K) or the D.Q Killers. From a protest movement, they grew into a militia – Attacking D.Q members on American soil. However, the D.Q.K did not have many supporters and was being regulated by the U.S Military. This caused them to hide from the eyes of the public and worked underground. The militia’s leader was named Stanley Wert – Publicly known as S.

    In Germany, a power struggle has ensued. The government officials from all cabinets, parties and seats were assassinated within a week. It was believed that it was the doing of the assassin’s of T.A.S.C but their client remains unknown. The only surviving political leaders were the military high command. Soon, power was passed on to the only elite German military branch and governed Germany and its neighboring countries with an iron fist, strict set of new laws and was the first, in history, to have executed the detachment from the U.N.

    Before the final attempt to wipe out D.Q, an alliance was born – The Pacifier. With Germany’s military taking the title of D.Q.K, allied with the n00b and T.A.S.C, they operated the crushing blow to D.Q’s heart. Almost every D.Q member and soldier living within the walls of D.Q was killed. Its structures were made into ruin due to constant, indiscriminate bombing and surgical strikes. The D.Q Officials – The Administrators and Moderators - Disappeared without a trace. The D.Q members around the world are at disarray and were hunted down by T.A.S.C assassins from nearby bureaus.

    Realizing of their abundance of man-power, resources, technology, research and military strength – They began conquering the world – One country at a time. As n00b and D.Q.K forces invaded countries, they made sure to kill every D.Q member they would encounter. Their secondary objective in mind is to finish what they have started, to destroy the remnants of D.Q – A possible threat to the Pacifier’s growing empire. Soon, the U.N and the Pacifier signed a cease-fire treaty between them – Disallowing the invasion of any current U.N territories and the Pacifier’s movement for conquest. However, the treaty’s only condition was that the Pacifier will invade an existing U.N territory if that country were to interfere with Pacifier affairs or cause problems which caught the Pacifier military’s attention.

    Meanwhile, the surviving D.Q members, back in their city, futilely attempted to rebuild it. They were later extracted and sheltered by a secret U.N branch, a branch of the Black-Ops – The Elite Human Task Force (E.H.T.F). It was by the orders of the U.N to extract and protect every surviving D.Q member in order for them to be rallied against the Pacifier. But as the Pacifier grew weary of the U.N’s military movement against them, the E.H.T.F was forced to scuttle every base they had around the world and relocate to an extremely large, hidden, underground D.Q refuge facility and E.H.T.F main base of operations in Algeria, within the Sahara desert. Their existence to the Pacifier was nothing but rumours, allowing the E.H.T.F to work behind the veil. But D.Q member extraction became more and more intricate as the Pacifier focuses more on D.Q elimination rather than conquest. The E.H.T.F needed a strategy to save as many members as possible without exposing themselves but was left at a dead-end. Within a matter of months, every D.Q member will be found and killed or captured for whatever malicious purpose the Pacifier has in store for them. With D.Q out of the way completely, they can betray the treaty and engulf the U.N in flames. If the D.Q. members were somehow rallied, the U.N will take the fight to the Pacifier and World War III begins.

    Maps :-

    Territorial Map
    (Note : This map shows which organization reigns which country - Not the specific number of bases, outposts, facilities, etc. In some n00b controlled areas, they have a few D.Q.K bases established. Every country in the world has a hidden T.A.S.C bureau. Basically, the map shows the concentration of control by any of the organization. Use this as a reference : World Map)

    Factions :-

    (Colour codes :
    Blue – Protagonists
    Red – Antagonists)

    United Nations (U.N) :-

    The world power that stands for order, justice and equality – They are the U.N. Any country within the U.N lives as one, powerful entity. Their military might is unmatched and features several diverse branches – The most notable of the few is D.Q and Black-Ops. They have everything they needed, the technology, the man-power, the military strength and the support from people around the world. Their equipment and weapons are shared amongst them. One of their greatest deeds was the further development of poorer countries – Defeating poverty entirely.

    Due to the appearance of the Pacifier, the U.N became paralyzed from movement. The Pacifier was just as powerful as the U.N and stronger. Not relying on their massive military, the U.N now depends on their smaller military branches to take the fight to the Pacifier without provoking them into a full scale war.

    Deletion Quality (D.Q) :-

    D.Q is branch of the U.N military. It is a military sanctuary of for those who were born with special abilities which defy the physics and capabilities from a human. Later, from ability-wielders, D.Q then housed mercenaries, demon-possessors, war veterans and so on. Likewise, D.Q members join up with different U.N branches for military career. They have their own private city in Nevada desert – Replacing the Area 51 research facility. Besides D.Q members, there are D.Q soldiers. Exhaustively trained soldiers from the U.N to be assigned to be with D.Q. D.Q is led by the Administrators – Aliases; Oscar, Tawl, Rezuth and Netrosis - And their rules were enforced by elite of D.Q, the Moderators – D.Q members with powerful Level five Abilities. Additionally, men and women with abilities are generally seen and referred to as D.Q members but in truth, they are not part of the D.Q community.

    Their sanctuary was destroyed by the Pacifier – Killing all the D.Q members and soldiers within its walls. With that, the D.Q officials (Administrators and Moderators) disappeared. Now, the world is littered with the last remnants of D.Q, in disarray, hunted down by the Pacifier as they are the key threat to their empire if they were rallied again.

    Elite Human Task Force (E.H.T.F) :-

    E.H.T.F is a branch of the most secretive branch of the U.N – Black-Ops. They are the most technologically advanced branch – Specializing in research, raids, patrols, infiltration and escort. This is one of the military branches which D.Q members volunteered to sign in on. Their leader is codenamed as the Captain – His rank being a Twelve-star U.N General. They are low in number but their technology and trained men and women makes up for it. Usually, they have heavy duty equipment and technology sent over by countries of the U.N or developed by themselves.

    Because of the destruction of the private city of D.Q, the U.N had ordered the E.H.T.F to protect every D.Q member they can find in order for them to rally against the Pacifier. To avoid detection with a perilous task, they abandoned their bases around the world and relocated to their new base in Algeria – Deep within the ground.

    Details on underground-levels are found in post #595 Shortcut

    Pacifier Investigation And Destruction (P.I.A.D) :-

    One of the divisions from a Black-Ops branch, they are formed temporarily due to the current situation of the Pacifier taking over most of the Earth. They are the most aggressive of the divisions – Attacking Pacifier facilities while in the guise of Pacifier rebels. The division, led by Colonel Hermes Tiberius Haight, consists of a several assault operatives - Former military and D.Q members – Hired mercenaries and U.N soldiers guarding P.I.A.D facilities. They entirely depend on the U.N for equipment, transport and such.

    N00b :-

    The n00b is the title of the entire Russian military. The title n00b is derived from an ancient race of monsters. The fact is that the Russians are descendants of the race. Their infantry is the backbone of the entire Pacifier military and their main manufacturer of vehicles and equipment. Most of their infantry are undertrained conscripts while the pilots, soldiers, snipers, vehicle commandeers and sailors are trained in conjunction with the n00bs and the D.Q.K. Conscripts are the bulk of the n00b army; their intimidating numbers makes up for their lack of training. Because they manufacture all of the Pacifier’s vehicles, n00b patrols consist of numerous armoured vehicles. Also, with their availability of air transports, they are very quick to deploy. Like D.Q.K, they have great minds in biotechnology, genetics and such for research. They work together to increase the speed of their researches. With all their findings, the n00b military created a special platoon of mutated-n00b soldiers – M-n00bs for short. Due to genetic experimenting, they made them faster, stronger and take much more damage, though they don't wield weapons except their claws and teeth. They are like beasts but know the scent of their n00b brethren and its allies. They are led by the Russian Czarina, Afanasiia Zolnerowich – A former D.Q member.

    Deletion Quality Killers (D.Q.K) :-

    The title was formerly held by an anti-ability militia in America. It was later adopted by the ruling military and political power in Germany in the midst of the D.Q-N00b war. Although the n00bs provide the vehicles for D.Q.K, their soldiers are already formidable enemies. They equip their soldiers with special weapons, high-tech equipment and intricate armour designs with helmet-interface. All soldiers are trained to be the best - SAS, Green Berets, SPETNAZ, Navy SEALS, U.S. Airborne Troops, Royal Marines and many other special-unit training combined; the ultimate war-machine – Reminiscing the Third Reich’s Wehrmacht. They take no prisoners unlike the other two groups of the Pacifier, unless for special means. Their pilots work with the n00b’s. They assisted the n00b in training their soldiers – But not as vigorously trained as the D.Q.K soldiers. Their numbers are few compared to the n00b – D.Q.K soldiers are only deployed into areas and battles where they are needed the most. They have a vast knowledge of biotechnology, genetics and such as well as technological research. They work together with n00b scientists to increase the speed of their researches. If needed, D.Q.K provides the n00bs and T.A.S.C with their high technological equipment – T.A.S.C only the one to return the favour by providing their own technology. Their leader is Walter Schwarz, their president and military high commander, the leader of the most notorious German military division, Wolf.

    Tactical Assassin Shiru Corporation (T.A.S.C.) :-

    T.A.S.C is the only loner, multi-nation, non-political and non-military faction of the Pacifier. T.A.S.C is an entire organization of trained assassins from across the globe with bureaus that have been built and hidden in every country, which serves as their base of operations. Primarily, these assassins are trained in the arts of ninjitsu, parkour, covert operations and weaponry in Japan. Previously, before T.A.S.C joined with the n00b and the D.Q.K to form the Pacifier Alliance, T.A.S.C was a freelance corporation – Clients hire assassins for certain tasks, other than assassination, for a very large sum of money. Working with two national militaries, T.A.S.C assassins are found behind the scenes in countries around the world, undercover. T.A.S.C assassins are summoned for specialized work such as escort, infiltration, search and destroy, sabotage, security and such, and if necessary, summoned as reconnaissance, support, snipers, vanguard during military operations. When it comes to their own battles, T.A.S.C does not rely on the others of the Pacifier. T.A.S.C assassins are free to follow bounties that are posted as a side-objective but they prioritize main objectives given by the Pacifier. T.A.S.C implant cybernetic enhancements and augmentations into their assassins making them faster, stronger, et cetera – But these are optional, the assassins are free to choose. There are some assassins with natural abilities like D.Q members. Like D.Q.K, they specialize in technological research – Manufacturing their own weapons, cybernetic enhancements and augmentations and technological equipment; which are shared amongst each other due to the uniqueness of technology of both sides. T.A.S.C equips their assassins with almost every fire-arm they prefer, their standard issue weaponry are their ninja melee weapons and explosives; however, it is not compulsory to use them. Each assassin has the same idling objective – To roam around the country, which houses their bureau, and eliminate anyone with abilities, discreetly. They are quick to deploy and always available. They are second-rate to the E1337s. The T.A.S.C leader and founder is the Japanese Prime Minister; Hiroki Shikaku. Additionally, each assassin is provided by P.D.A's only manufactured by T.A.S.C - They are libraries of information, location maps, blueprints and the life, which makes this device a covetted well of information from the Pacifier. However, extracting information from captured P.D.A may cause the miniature thermo-nuclear bomb wired into it to explode after a minute of delay. T.A.S.C bureaus may self-destruct P.D.A's that are assigned to their computer system if by chance the P.D.A is captured to be utilized as a bomb.

    E1337 (Pronounced as elite) :-

    A splinter, elite group formed by the cooperation of the entire Pacifier Alliance. The final product if the E1337 project was made into reality with the help of a captured sample of a D.Q member. D.Q.K. soldiers, n00b soldiers and T.A.S.C assassins can be trained into E1337 if they are under special recommendation. They are low in numbers but powerful and deadly, nevertheless. It is advised to avoid contact with them at all costs. They may work as solo operatives or in squads, maximum capacity is five. These men and women heavily modified with cybernetic enhancements, injected with the genes of the sample from the D.Q member, equipped with very high-tech, sophisticated and near-invulnerable suits and armed with their enhanced strength, agility, reflexes, knuckle-claws, metal-clad boots and plasma cannons at the palms of the hands of the suit. All E1337 operatives have the artificial ability of rapid regeneration from below the neck – This is due to the replicated genes that are injected into them. They appear in high concentrations around Berlin, Moscow and Tokyo – Nearby High Command Buildings and military facilities. E1337s are deployed in important research centers and fortresses. If necessary, they accompany patrols and perform as an officer for the T.A.S.C assassins. Their suits are made with complex materials which make them near-invulnerable to any attack yet they are light and flexible – However, there are some vulnerability on the thighs and arms. Their helmets are portable super-computers with a breathing apparatus – Made with the combination of diamond and other hard, made light, materials; protecting the E1337s’ only critical spot. They take orders only from S.H.A.D.O.W. The E1337’s new director, who was second to the former Jinsov Relinso, is Sigi Rothschild – She is also the highest ranking general of the D.Q.K.

    Continued in the second post...
    Last edited by Razgriz; September 22nd, 2010 at 03:22 PM.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  2. #2
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    Continuation of main/first post...

    Specialized-Kitted Entrenched-Warriors (S.K.E.W) :-

    S.K.E.W is a small division of special Pacifier operatives. First started with three, it expanded with the best of the Pacifier and brain-washed, trained, captured, genetically and cybernetically enhanced civilians and D.Q members – Referred to as weapons. This division symbolizes the unity of the entire Pacifier as a high-tech wing D.Q.K soldier – Die Totenkopf -, a n00b soldier and drill instructor – Casern Mikhailov - And a supreme class T.A.S.C assassin – Morgan Linkon - Work together, yet reluctantly. They only answer to S.H.A.D.O.W and their leader, Die. The three have been cybernetically enhanced in one field. Die having cybernetic eyes, allowing him to magnify his sight and able to see in different magnetic spectrums, as well as view the bullet trajectory of his weapons. Casern features organic yet near-impenetrable skin and his strength is enhanced to monstrous heights. Morgan governs enhanced speed and reflexes.

    S.H.A.D.O.W :-

    S.H.A.D.O.W is the council of leaders and the highest of rankers of the Pacifier. Each letter represents the first name of each member.

    Character Creation:-

    You have the choice to be either an existing D.Q. member, an ally of D.Q. or a soon to be member of D.Q. Your character name can be your username as a form of an alias in the game. Otherwise, proper names pr other aliases would do. Your character can start anywhere in the world - In fictional or non-fictional cities, abandoned buildings, E.H.T.F - Many possibilities. As a character, they should have personalities.

    Your characters can range from normal humans, n00b-race blood-related humans, country's soldier, etc. to a D.Q. member with one to three abilities, a demon infected member, E.H.T.F - It goes on, just be creative.

    An average D.Q. member can have up to three abilities only. Do note that if you want your character to have multiple abilities, they should be related or complement the other - Example : Electricity manipulation, Magnetism and Electricity Absorption. Abilities have different levels of powers – Starting from one to five. Level five ability-wielders are rare. The most well known level five ability-wielders are the D.Q Moderators.

    There are some moments when D.Q members have different abilities from what they currently have - This is due to causes with good reason.

    It is possible to inject the ability D.N.A into your character’s D.N.A, which is possible for simple humans and D.Q members. Please consult with the G.M or Co-G.M about this.

    Besides abilities, you can give your characters cybernetic enhancements, augmentations and skills. Cybernetic augmentations would include motor-joints for increased movement, plated-skin for increase defense, et cetera. Skills would include like being an expert marksman, quick natural reflexes, hacking, expert parkour performer, et cetera.

    As much as possible, please differentiate your abilities from the current players' - We want things to be varied. Example, Castlemanic's regeneration is different from Vampire-Jade's regeneration. Castlemanic has immediate regeneration while Vampire-Jade has damage-based regeneration; he regenerates slower depending on the damaged taken.

    No character is invincible or God - As much as possible, give your characters limits.

    Anything related to having demons or being possessed by demon should be discussed directly to the G.M.

    Time System :-

    -Needs To Be Reviewed-

    Time would differ in different countries, of course. Time also would depend for each character’s point of view, depending on how they progressed in the in-game day.

    Your in-game characters can be in any time. Your characters can be in a time five days from my character's time, for example. But if a player's character(s) are with another player's character(s), you should discuss between yourselves what time it is and what the date is. This system will be in effect if your characters are out from the safe-zone - The E.H.T.F. African Refugee Base.

    If, however, your characters are in the safe zone - Castlemanic, Kronosdragon or I will set the date and time through our posts. Otherwise, PM us if you need to know something.

    If sub-plot related, the creator(s) of the sub-plot is free to set the date and time of his/her/their sub-plot(s).

    You can compose posts that may not be related to you character but your special NPCs. These posts will also have the same system when your characters are out from the safe-zone - The date and time can be set at any value for these posts.

    If necessary, players can skip through time to avoid unnecessary scenes and speed things up.

    Simply :

    - Inside safe zone, Castlemanic, Kronosdragon or I will dictate the time and date.

    - Outside safe zone, you are free to set your own time and date.

    - Outside safe zone with another player, you are to discuss with your budding partner about what time and date to be set.

    - Off-protagonist posts, you are free to compose posts that doesn't progress with your main-character and set your own time and date for those posts.

    - Outside safe zone, if more than two players are together and outside of the safe zone, the system is still the same; discuss between each other.

    - Trying to add to realism, time will affect you. Be it due to hunger or drowsiness. So keeping with realism, in-game interactions such as eating and sleeping are encouraged.

    - When in large groups (Four or five players.), the time system does not apply as it takes too much planning between large groups of player-characters. The time system is recommended for smaller groups of player-characters (Two or three players.) or player-characters not in groups or NPCs.

    - Players can now skip time, if necessary.

    Extra Features :-

    Beginning or ending your post – Before or after a post, you may add in the current time, time zone and location of your character or NPC. Example :

    [North Africa, Algeria, Sahara Desert, E.H.T.F Underground Refugee Base]
    [9:42AM GMT]

    These can be referred to as Location/Time-Stamps. Location stamps are compulsory. You can look for Time Zones in this table.
    If you know a better site, do PM me (Vampire-Jade).

    Music – Music can be added to your post to enhance the mood or give the reader an intended emotion. Preferably, use links from YouTube.com.

    Main In-Game Date:-

    Sunday, 13th of December. 2024. GMT.

    Game Manager's Notes To Players:-

    - These abilities are omitted for use in future characters as we have plans for them : Transmutation, Terrakinesis, Light Manipulation and Generation, Duplication Of Non-Organic Items, Time Manipulation, Radiation Manipulation, Emotion Manipulation, Short-Span Time Precognition, Enhanced Physics Maths Comprehension and Calculation.

    - All members of S.H.A.D.O.W. is controlled by Vampire-Jade.

    - All higher members of E.H.T.F. are controlled by Vampire-Jade, Castlemanic and anyone else if given permission.

    - All E1337 units are controlled by Vampire-Jade, Castlemanic and anyone else if given permission.

    - There two types of n00b training-classifications - Conscript and Soldier. Conscript are drafted men and women that are insufficiently trained but makes up the bulk of the n00b Miltary. Soldiers are much better trained - They are also trained in special areas like Stealth-Operations, Sniper, Tank Commander, Sailor, etc.

    - D.Q.K are not your generic enemies to kill. They are low in number but are dangerously and vigoriously trained in all forms of elite-training program from different nations (Example : SAS, SPETNAZ, U.S Marines, Nazi SS, etc.). D.Q.K soldiers will occassionally be controlled by Vampire-Jade in order to set an example of their full capability. They also have several gadgets with them.

    - T.A.S.C assassins are not a military asset although T.A.S.C is part of the Pacifier Alliance. Their assassins are free to roam the world and live on with their daily lives. They only accept contracts from the Pacifier Alliance and their allies. They are occassionally used in military operations.

    - D.Q member is a stereotypical term of calling a person with abilities. Not all people with abilities around the world are D.Q members but they are just called that and mistaken as one. In reality, D.Q members does not consist of people with abilities - They could be cybernetically-enhanced people, retired mercenaries, etc. These people are not D.Q members in the eyes of the Pacifier - Their main target are the ones with abilities as they pose a great danger to their Empire and also a great source of power and research.

    Any Questions Please PM Vampire-Jade, Kronosdragon Or Castlemanic.
    Last edited by Razgriz; September 29th, 2010 at 02:13 PM.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  3. #3
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    Original Post by Vampire-Jade.

    [9.36PM]

    A hand reached out towards the door knob. It slowly turned it. The other hand pushed the rich red-wood surface gently. It was obvious the door was well-polished and lubricated. This sort of quality and luxury of slight detail is easily expected from a man who has power over the Pacifier Alliance, D.Q.K. and numerous conquered countries.

    “Welcome home, D.” The man at the far end of the office began, facing the glass wall; hands locked behind him.

    The two E1337s, sitting on the luxurious leather sofas on either side of the room, immediately stood up; clicking their heels together and saluting.

    The office was quite large, again easily expected from a very powerful man. It was a study, a bar, a lounge, a library, a file-storage, a meeting room and an office altogether. Above hanged three diamond chandeliers and above the large office desk is some odd machination but looked to be some sort of high-tech chandelier. The room was laden with pieces of art and sculptures. The air-conditioner emitted a fresh, vanilla aroma. The entire room is made of polished, mahogany. The carpets were coloured brightly red. The entire ceiling was made out of platinum. The atmosphere of the room, however, seemed stern, serious and sinister. The office itself was too overwhelming for most people – In atmosphere and content – But not for those who belong to the Pacifier Alliance high command.

    Dr. Drakell Schneider smiled as he gently pushed the door wide open, revealing four other figures behind him. Three were the E1337s that were escorting Dr. Drakell, one was another E1337 which bore special crimson armour. Half-way across the room, the special E1337 halted the three E1337s; allowing the doctor to continue on alone.

    He stood beside the man facing the window; accompanying him in watching the view. Outside was a city bustling with life, Berlin. They can see the city’s border-walls; fully fortified. The man glanced up at the moon and began with a cold tone, “My friend, I believe the research has gone well, even after that mishap at Nizhekarelina.”

    Drakell pushed his spectacles further up on his nose-bridge, chuckling, “All the reports and research are in this USB – Videos, reviews, et cetera. The breakthrough was that captured D.Q. member – We discovered that particular people have a special D.N.A. structure which can inhabit the ability D.N.A.s. I can tell you this now, W-”

    W turned to the doctor and smiled; he unlocked his hands, dropped a hand on his shoulder and patted it, “Please. We are not communicating through a transmission which can be easily intercepted and you don’t need to be formal with me, old friend.”

    “Walter, although I have failed to discover how one entity can inhabit all fifty-six D.N.A.s, I discovered anyone exhibiting the special D.N.A. structure can hold three ability D.N.A. strands only. The D.Q. member, her alias: KronosDragon, appears to have one ability D.N.A. Using her extracted blood, I inserted replica ability D.N.A. and they immediately formed with the D.N.A. present in the blood. This works too with the D.N.A. of Dr. Redfield’s captured D.Q. members.”

    Walter chuckled again, “Drakell, you began the research yourself without my permission. You have done your best, stop wearing yourself out.”

    He brought the doctor towards the lounge section of the room; seated Drakell and himself on a sofa. He gestured the E1337s to sit down with them as well.

    W turned to D, “Now, about your escaped D.Q. member…”

    ***

    W and D are at the farthest leather sofa, discussing about something. The special E1337 stood close to the superiors. The other five E1337s conversed since they reunited; but quietly, in respect to the superiors in front of them.

    “Sooo, how did the assignment work out for ya?” Max W. nudged at John B.

    John B. shrugged, “Like what our superiors are talking about – The captured D.Q. member.”

    Max W. leant on the sofa, stretching; sitting beside Alex M. who sat crossed-arm and right leg upon the other. “Alright, so what’s up?”

    John B. stared blankly on the dark glass-material of his helmet for a while then replied, “First day of the assignment, the laboratory we were assigned to was attacked by a group of Resistance fighters. That was the day we captured that D.Q. member. For the first four days of her containment, she was worn down but still feisty – Well, that’s what Kevin B. says. The second time she escaped, Dr. Drakell… Ahem – D, ordered Cassandra P. and myself to pursue her to the Resistance base. Once we got her cornered, she was totally different… She ‘changed’, if that’s how I can describe her. She became much powerful, dangerous. Hell, she even ripped off Cassandra’s will to fight and she was previously moody about it. I was with D while he was studying the D.Q. member’s blood; he told me all she has is the ability to create portals at the expense of her energy. When she ‘changed’, it appeared that she had more abilities than anticipated. -”

    “Jeez, put a sock in it, will ya? That’s really a mouthful.” Max chuckled, sending a slight punch on John’s shoulder, “Well, at least you had fun. The only fun I had was watching Alex’s neck getting crushed by Casern for being concerned.” Max chuckled harder.

    Overhearing this, Alex turned to Max; glaring at him through his helmet, “Shut… Up…” He hissed coldly.

    “Dude, stop being so serious…” Max kept both arms on his legs, leaning on them.

    Beneath the black-glassed helmet, John raised an eye-brow, “Casern, the n00b member of S.K.E.W.?”

    “Yeh-huh. The guy hates E1337s, from what I’ve heard. He’s damn short-tempered but I heard he is smarter than his muscles show – Hell, probably the brain of a scientist!”

    Cassandra P. was listening to the conversation then she noticed her leader. She turned to her squadron leader, Kevin B., “You haven’t said a word since Drakell revealed that he was D.”

    Kevin stared blankly at the carpeted floor, not replying to her.

    “Fine, suit yourself. One thing for sure, it was your own fault… Sir.” She turned to the others, conversing with John and Max. Alex was being silent as usual. Kevin ignored everything around him; he knows what was coming to him. With the little time he has, he looked back at the memories he had and regretted.

    ***

    “I see… So it was an unexplained phenomenon?” W rubbed his chin, thinking.

    “Precisely, Walter. Unlike the research and experiments we have done on Engelo’s dormant body; the D.Q. member’s D.N.A. has no sign of any hidden ability. But, I do have to consider that I didn’t manage to study some of her brain cells…” The special E1337 presented Dr. Drakell with a glass of Vodka. “Ah, fifty-year old! Thank you.” Drakell nodded at the E1337.

    With the same metallic sound beneath the helmet of an E1337, he replied, “You are welcome. Sir.” He bowed down slowly and back-pedaled.

    “Where was I? Ah, yes – Before she changed into that demonic form, she was cornered by three E1337s that are working under me.”

    Walter’s dull eyes suddenly brightened, “So you believe it has something to do with her emotions?”

    “Emotions – Perhaps, but what if the ability resides in the brain rather than the double-helix structure; an evolution of the abilities! I theorized that if the brain can hold such powerful abilities and holds a greater number, then there is a possibility that all captured D.N.A. strands can be converted into brain-cells and inserted in one D.Q. member’s brain.” The expression on the doctor’s scruffy face was giddy like a young boy stepping on the school grounds for the first time.

    Walter chuckled, “Well, I’m glad that I have given permission to Beth Redfield research on the two captured D.Q. members. If your theory holds true, we can insert those abilities into those D.Q. members.”

    Walter was presented with a tray of tidbits by the special E1337. Walter examined them. He spun his finger around them and randomly picked on. He ate it with grace; patting his lips with a napkin the E1337 presented him with. He then gestured the E1337 to go. Like with D, he bowed down then back-pedaled.

    “Shall I take care of this E1337 you’re having a problem with? E1337 number… seventy-two.”

    Dr. Drakell smiled sinisterly, “Please do, and he was rather rude to me. Next time, send out the order to train more well-mannered E1337s – We don’t want ‘enlisted-acting’ men as our super-soldiers.”

    ***

    “Do you know where did that beam come from? It fucking took me by surprise…” Cassandra P. suddenly asked.

    “Oooh! What beam?” Max W. leaned forward, getting interested.

    John shrugged, “While we three were escaping the ‘demon’ D.Q. member, Cassandra suddenly got her legged blown off by some sort of blue-beam.”

    Max turned to the female E1337, “How does it feel, was it kinky?”

    “Fuck off, Aussie!” Cassandra raised her voice a little, “The beam was really powerful... Everything was a haze when I got shot… I guess I blacked out since I lost my cool when that bitch overwhelmed me… The next thing I know, John was carrying me back to the laboratory.”

    “Blue… Beam?” Alex began.

    “Ah, the mute found his voice, eh?” Max rejoiced sarcastically.

    Ignoring him, he continued, “I remember, back when I was in T.A.S.C., there was this man who was on the top of the list of the most wanted to be killed. His bounty was up to ten million dollars.”

    Upon hearing the amount of money, Max turned to him, “Whoa! That’s a load of bucks! I bet he’s hard to kill.”

    “He is. He was the former master-assassin of the entire Tactical Assassin Shiru Corporation. His alias is Vampire-Jade. And it was described in the bounty profile that he wields the T.A.S.C.’s only ultimate prototype sniper rifle – It fires a blue beam then what remains of the it disperses as blue smoke. I heard he took part in the destruction of the first E1337 training facility back in Australia…”

    “Aah, home.” Max suddenly said, dreamily.

    Again, ignoring him, Alex continued, “He also destroyed a T.A.S.C bureau by himself.”

    John suddenly sat up straight, “You mean the bureau in Dubai?”

    “Yeah, that’s the one.” Alex nodded, “He escaped the D.Q.K. platoon by private jet then he was shot down by n00b jets. Officially, T.A.S.C. thinks he’s dead. But because of what Cassandra experienced, he may still be alive.”

    “… Or somebody had stolen the prototype weapon in his dead, cold hands.” Cassandra was chuckling sinisterly.

    “Number seventy-two of the Five-O-first E1337 squadron, Kevin B. Stand up.” W ordered. Kevin looked up; slowly standing. The other E1337s stopped talking and turned towards their superior and squadron leader. “Follow the Crimson-E1337. Members of the five-o-first, your leader will be punished for the rude behavior he presented to Dr. Drakell -”

    Kevin B. knew this was his last few minutes to live; he didn’t care to think over his next course of action. He began shouting at his superiors, “I FUCKING DIDN’T KNOW HE WAS D! SOMEONE SHOULD’VE FUCKING TOLD ME!”

    Walter smiled, he can sense that Kevin knew this was his last moment, “E1337, Dr. Drakell wanted to see how E1337s are mannered and know if they knew their place. Of course, he posed as a simple, well-mannered, head scientist of the Nizhekarelina establishment but he was still the head of the facility. Even with your gained abilities, Kevin, you should know your place and respect everyone around you. Officially, the E1337s has no rank so they must treat everyone equally. Give respect, receive respect – As they say.” He then turned to the E1337s, “Number one-hundred and four of the five-o-first, John B., you are now appointed as leader of the five-o-first E1337 squadron.

    His rage began to grow. His fists were trembling with anger. “FUCKING HELL, I WON’T LET YOU EXTERMINATE ME!” He aimed his wrist-cannons at W.

    Walter had his arms crossed, laughing as if he didn’t care, “John, you know your duty – Restrain him.”

    John turned to his former leader, laying sympathetic eyes on him behind his helmet, “I’m sorry, Kevin… It’s my duty.”

    Kevin swiftly positioned one wrist-cannon at him, “FUCK YOU, YOU SNIVELING ASS-KISSER!”

    John took a step forward, “Kevin, you know it was your fault… Let it go.”

    “YOU WON’T BE THE ONE ORDERING ME AROUND AS IF I AM YOUR BITCH!” He fired a shell; his arm was lifted up. John’s armour exploded as he flew back. The rogue E1337 then turned to his superior, “YOU’RE NEXT!”

    Suddenly the Crimson-E1337 appeared in front of him. In a fraction of a second, Kevin’s right arm slowly slid off his shoulder; a stream of blood gushed out. He screamed in agony but tried to recollect himself and attack Crimson-E1337 with his other arm but he was too quick. He delivered a devastating upper-cut, throwing Kevin in the air. He landed on his back and watched the Crimson-E1337’s boot crash into the E1337’s helmet; killing him. The Crimson-E1337 stood there. Five, long, razor-sharp claws coming from the very tip of his fingers slowly retracted back in.

    “Bravo, number one.”Walter moved towards the Crimson-E1337, clapping effortlessly, “Five-O-first, report John’s status.”

    “He’s alright, sir.” Alex M. spoke up, “The shell didn’t make a dent on his armour.”

    “Is he unconscious?” Dr. Drakell moved closer to the E1337 that was knocked back.

    Alex replied again, “No, sir. He’s fine. Just shaken after what happened to our former leader, sir.”

    Walter turned to the Crimson-E1337, “Number one, go get the others and tell them to clean this mess.”

    “Yes, sir.” He replied. After bowing, he left the office calmly; as if nothing had happened.

    Walter turned to the five-hundred and first squadron, “E1337s, you are dismissed.”

    Max and Alex helped their newly appointed leader up and left the room. Cassandra was the last one to leave. She glanced at the headless body of her former leader as she close the door behind her.

    Your fault… Piece of shit...

    ***

    “That was rather refreshing.” Dr. Drakell began laughing.

    “Indeed, friend.” Walter chuckled.

    Suddenly, a repeating beeping sound came from Walter’s desk. He calmly walked towards it and pressed the ‘accept’ indication on his computer.

    This is Pacifier Alliance intelligence, sir!” A video of a man wearing a smart uniform appeared on his L.C.D. monitor, saluting.

    Walter saluted back, “Carry on, Colonel.”

    Sir! We have to new developments – One minor and one rather major… Dr. Beth Redfield of the Dubai research facility made the choice of allowing Casern, n00b member of S.K.E.W., to train her captured D.Q. members for assistance in S.K.E.W.’s assignment. She wants to know if you permit this.

    Walter was leaning over the screen as he listens to the report, “As long S.K.E.W. returns the D.Q. members in one piece, we have something special in mind for them.”

    Acknowledged, sir. I will report to her after this transmission. And… The other new development… -
    Last edited by Razgriz; January 3rd, 2010 at 03:53 PM.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  4. #4
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    Original Post by Vampire-Jade


    [9:21PM]

    “This is Sergei-Spawn One, what is your status Sergei-Spawn four?”

    This is Sergei-Spawn four at L.P.-One, we are mowing down as many of them, sir. It appears they pay no mind to our position.

    The other E.H.T.F. soldiers rounded around their squadron leader, listening to him as he continues, “Sergei-Spawn four, tell J-Man and the Resistance to fall back as fast as they can; meanwhile, you stand your post and take down as many of those M-n00bs. The Chinooks are on their way.”

    Yes, sir! Alright, J-Man. You and th-

    “Okay men! You heard them! Get yourselves prepared. Ladies, stay in the Chinook. This could get ugly.” The soldiers overheard KronosDragon as she ordered her Resistance fighters.

    “Sergei-Spawn seven, eight and two – I want you three to stay in the Chinook and man the back and side turrets as well keeping a close eye at the women and children.” The squadron leader slapped a clip into his transformable-rifle, “The others follow me – We’ll have to make stand before the other Chinooks arrive.”

    Sergei-Spawn one watches the Resistance members move into position. They were in layers of three – The first layer; the Resistance members are in a prone position. The second layer; they are at a crouch position. And lastly, the third layer; they are at a standing position. All of them wield different weapons but the most common sight was the AK-90s and M-567IR sniper rifles.

    “Alright men,” The E.H.T.F. squadron leader began, “Switch your ammo to incendiary, explosive rounds; mode at full-auto. Your position is your call, just find a place now!”

    The E.H.T.F. soldiers immediately scrambled to find places between the Resistance members. Sergei-Spawn One approached the surviving D.Q. member, “You have trained your men well, missy.”

    KronosDragon’s eye twitched.
    Oh dear lord! Not again!
    “Thanks… I did my best in teaching them how to survive, even when I’m not around. They are my pride. They are the people who can’t stand the oppression of the n00bs.” KronosDragon could almost feel the rumbling on the ground of the approaching M-n00bs, “Even though the n00bs are after all Russia’s army, they are just the workhorses of a great rule of tyranny -”

    Sergei-Spawn One stood beside her, watching the Resistance and his men move into position, “The Pacifier Alliance, right? The U.N. is too scared to make a move right now but the U.S. army is doing as much as they can do without causing the Pacifier Alliance to take control America. The Elite Human Tactical Force is a secret-service branch of the U.S. military. We work in the shadows and take part in the most top secret of missions. Now because of what happened to D.Q., our orders are to assist, protect and find the other D.Q. members and rally them. Hopefully your leaders will return…”

    “And we will take the war to the Pacifier Alliance…” KronosDragon can feel the demon in her laughing at that statement. She shook her head, “I remember the days when D.Q. was a peaceful community…”

    “It still is… Of sorts. They leave peacefully in the refugee E.H.T.F base.” The squadron leader held onto his rifle; his helmet had picked up the sound of a hundred feet crashing into the ground as the M-n00bs come closer.

    “Say, what will happen to my Resistance if we are evacuated to this base of yours?” KronosDragon gripped the M-567IR rifle.

    “I can’t really say… The Captain will have to make the decision. But I believe the Resistance can serve as your personal army and the women can serve in the mess halls, infirmaries or in any facilities – With the right training. We can give them a crash-course if needed; though they can’t work with us, soldiers of the E.H.T.F.”
    “Yes, I understand. But at least they are away from this damned country…” She looked into the distance, glancing at the burning city, smoke engulfing the sky above it. She brought her eyes down and noticed an incoming wave.

    KronosDragon nudged the E.H.T.F. soldier and pointed at the M-n00bs. He nodded and went into position with his men. She then began shouting orders, “Alright guys, this is it! Ready your weapons!”

    KronosDragon found a place on the first layer of Resistance fighters. She got on her stomach and positioned the rifle’s butt-stock on her shoulder. She looked into the scope and watched the M-n00bs come closer. “Fire one my mark!”

    The E.H.T.F. squadron leader began shouting orders, “You heard her, men; on her mark.”

    The M-n00bs were approaching fast; jumping over rocks and other obstacles. They were panting heavily and anxiously as they reach their target.

    KronosDragon took a deep breath, “Ready…”

    She can feel her men tensing.

    “Aim…”

    She looked into the scope and aimed right at the head of the first M-n00b she can see. Their faces were human-like but grotesque. They bore razor-sharp teeth. Their skins were pale-grey, as if they were dead. Drool poured out their mouths as they continue to run.

    She slowly opened her mouth to give the signal. Then she suddenly saw it. There was a bright but quick flash – It disappeared in a blink of an eye. She looked up from the scope by instinct. Her eyes grew wide as she couldn’t believe what just happened. The entire first row of M-n00bs had their heads flying above them as if they were launched into the air. The stumps that were made on the neck gushed out a stream of blood as if it was a fountain. The decapitated M-n00bs at the first row all collapsed, hindering the M-n00bs behind them. Some tripped, some bumped into each other, some were getting trampled, others just continued by jumping over the bodies.

    KronosDragon’s reaction delayed for a moment, the she heard a familiar voice behind her.

    “FIRE!”

    An ocean of bullets was soon erupted from their weapons. If the sound of a weapon firing is deafening, imagine the sounds of weapons firing at the same time, in unison. The flashing from the muzzles blinked repeatedly as each weapon fires a bullet. The turrets behind them soon followed, firing continuously. There was some explosions within the ranks of the M-n00bs – The work of the incendiary, explosive rounds and the turret fire. KronosDragon followed her men, firing the sniper rifle. She watched as one M-n00b had its head popped like a cherry.

    The firing continued. No one was paying attention to the time they were taking. Nor did they pay attention to their surroundings or the empty shells hitting them. It just went on. The clear field was soon carpeted with bodies of dead M-n00bs but they keep on coming.

    “KD!”

    KronosDragon stopped firing and turned to see who was calling her. J-Man waved at her. He, an E.H.T.F. soldier and a few of the Resistance were a few metres from the ‘defensive wall’.

    “J-Man, get the others into position and help us out!”

    He did just that. He and the handful of Resistance took the standing position and fired their weapons.

    “Didn’t I order you to stay at your post?!” Sergei-Spawn One stopped firing once he noticed Sergei-Spawn four.

    “Sorry, sir. But-” Sergei-Spawn four was carrying the X77 heavy Gatling gun with him. He deployed the weapon on the far side of the ‘defensive wall’ and continued, “The M-n00bs soon noticed their ranks are being taken down so they overwhelmed the L.P. before J-Man and the others left – At least the rest isn’t paying attention to us.” The E.H.T.F soldier held firmly on the weapon, waiting for his commanding officer to reply.

    “At least you brought the machine gun with you…” He rolled his eyes. He turned around to watch the blazing turrets then he noticed a man lying on his back on the grassy ground. “Vampire-Jade?!”

    Overhearing this, KronosDragon immediately got up, ordering some of her men to cease fire so she can get through. Both Sergei-Spawn One and KronosDragon approached Vampire-Jade. The D.Q. member was the first to reach him. She immediately got on her knees and felt for his pulse at his neck.

    “His pulse is normal… But damn, his flesh is cold.”

    Sergei-Spawn One crouched beside her, “Well missy, that’s normal for him. He doesn’t emit any heat from his body…”

    Vampire-Jade was still breathing but his eyes were closed. He mouth was open, gasping for air. KronosDragon held a gasp when she noticed his fangs, “He must be really worn out…”

    “Impossible! He can’t be worn out just like that!” The E.H.T.F. squadron leader was surprised upon accepting the fact that Vampire-Jade is absolutely worn out, “But… How? His records didn’t show any indications of him being worn out.”

    “I can explain that… But first let’s get him in the Chinook.”

    KronosDragon and Sergei-Spawn One lifted Vampire-Jade and slowly moved towards the Chinook’s holding bay – The firing still continued.

    Now it’s my turn in carrying your sorry ass.

    As she gently laid Vampire-Jade’s body on the interior of the Chinook, she suddenly turned to hear one of her mean, “KD! We’re running out of ammo but those things kept on coming!”

    Damn! When will those Chinooks arrive!

    “They’re here! They have arrived!” The Chinook pilot began exclaiming as he activated the engines.

    Four Chinooks hovered in the air above the M-n00bs; their turrets ablaze; missiles were being launched; their main guns hosed down a stream of bullets. A few minutes later, the M-n00b swarm was no more – All that remains was their bodies that carpeted the field.

    The Chinooks landed. KronosDragon ordered her men to occupy them. She occupied Sergei-One and watched as they left the ground. No questions were asked, there was no delay – All they want is to get out of there…

    ~~~~~

    [9:52PM]

    “We’re sending n00b jets from the closest n00b aircraft carrier, sir. I’ll report to you if something new comes up. Over and out.”

    W stood up straight and glanced at D, “Did you hear all that?”

    “Yes, I did. So, the Nizhekarelina Resistance escaping with this unknown enemy – That is rather unsettling.” Dr. Drakell Schneider rubbed his scruffy chin “I’ll go get myself a drink. Tell me when you receive the report.”

    Walter looked up from the monitor, “I will.”


    =====


    Original Post by KronosDragon


    KD looked down as the Chinook took off, holding her side with one arm and leaning against the wall with the other. She allowed her legs to give beneath her and she fell to her knees. She panted, her energy spent from the burst of activity she had somehow managed to do. She faced the wall and softly thumped her head against it. A soldier reached toward her in an effort to help her.

    "Don't touch me!"

    The soldier shrunk back, snatching his hand away from her, as if she were going to bite him, like a rabid dog. She wasn't feeling too well, and didn't want anyone messing with her. She felt really strange, almost sick. She had an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach, and her head ached something fierce. She held on to her conscious state of mind, fearing what would happen if she fell into the darkness again. She thumped her head against the wall of the Chinook once more.

    Maybe it's nothing. Just a little airsickness? It's been a long time since I've had my feet off the ground...

    KD reached around to her back pocket, noting just how much of her pants had turned into shorts. There were holes and tears everywhere, and her legs were bare below the knees. She searched for the object that was usually in her back pocket, but found nothing but emptiness. She started searching the rest of her person frantically. The back pocket had a large hole in the bottom, and she nearly cried out when she discovered the object was missing. Her breathing quickened.

    My family journal...where is it? Where's my journal?! No...no, no, no, this is NOT good! I need that journal! What if the demon is effecting me right now? What should I do?

    "Raaaagh!"

    KD slammed her fist on the wall of the Chinook, making a loud, hollow tone as a result.

    "KD? What's wrong?" said one of the women, kneeling next to her. "Are you hurt? Well, that goes without saying, but-"

    "My journal..."

    "What?"

    "My journal...that little brown book I keep in my back pocket all the time...It's gone."

    "Is that all?"

    "Is that all?!"

    The tone of KD's voice made the woman shrink away, but she knew KD better than that.

    "That little book...I need it. Things might get really bad if I don't have it..."

    KD sighed and closed her eyes, concentrating on blocking out the horrible sensation of seasickness while the demon laughed at her attempts to keep it locked away. It's voice was as clear as the day she first heard it, and it took her years to press it down until it was nothing more than a whisper. She groaned and hugged her side. Her ribs were shooting pain up through her entire body. She hoped that they would reach safety soon.

    KD opened her eyes just a crack to glance over at the motionless form of Vampire-Jade. He was resting, and from what he told her, she didn't blame him. She judged that by the reaction his men had to him being tired, that this was abnormal for him. She felt a little bad for him, having to deal with the demon on his own. Then again...She allowed a slight grin to cross her face at the thought of her chasing down three E1337s. If she was that bad when the demon revealed itself, she determined that she didn't want it coming out again. At least not in the presence of an ally.

    She caught her breath as pain shot through her gums. She felt like she had just been punched hard in the teeth. She spat out a stream of blood, followed by two teeth. They were her canines.

    She picked them up. She hadn't lost a tooth in years, and these looked perfectly fine. No cavities, hardly any yellowing; why had they come out?

    She then felt her gums split painfully. She reached up to her mouth and nearly cut herself on a long, pointed tooth. She gingerly felt around her top jaw, and was horrified to find long, dagger-like fangs hanging where her canines had been. They neatly overlapped her lower jaw when her mouth was closed, but this didn't ease any of the shock.

    I don't remember reading about this in the journal...

    She hastily cleaned up the small puddle of blood by her knees and kept her mouth clamped shut. She would have time to worry later. Right now, she was weary and felt sick to her stomach. The metallic taste of blood in her mouth didn't help either...
    Last edited by Razgriz; January 7th, 2010 at 10:45 AM.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  5. #5
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    Original Post by Castlemanic


    Dr Marvin walked out of the doors, with Lucky Joe behind him. The doctor turned to face Lucky Joe and said "I'm sorry about this."

    Lucky Joe had a confused look on his face before his eyes rolled up and he dropped onto the floor. Two guards seemed to materialise in the air in front of them.

    "Good work. We'll take him to the interrogation room now." The two guards proceeded to carry the camatose body on their shoulders and walked with the Doctor towards their destination.

    ~~~~~~

    Castlemanic leaned on the wall with his back. He was testing his eyes, slowly opening and closing them again, trying to get the sleep he had a long time ago. His head slowly nodded downwards and castlemanics breathing slowed down. Richard paced around the area tirelessly, waiting for news of any kind from the Chinooks.

    The doors to the gate opened and a runner walked in.
    "Captain needs you two ASAP in the interrogation room."

    Castlemanic, suddenly stirred by the runners voice, lost balance, slipped, and landed face first into the ground. Richard gave a hearty laugh while Castlemanic mumbled under his breath as he stood up.

    "Whats the emergency?"

    "The man who tried to force his way into the base woke up. Christine's blocked his mind for now, she'll reduce it to just his abilities once you two are there." the runner said. Castlemanic sighed. Richard put his hand on castlemanic to teleport.

    "Wait, we need to get our weapons."

    Richard nodded and they both disappeared.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~

    "Wake up" a deep voice rumbled.

    Mumbling sounds were made in reply.

    "Wake up." the deep voice called again.

    Slowly, light entered his eyes as he opened them. He looked infront of him and the first thing he saw was an ordinary grey table. He noticed to hands on the table, as if leaning on them. He opened his eyes wider and looked up. He found the grey haired Captain looking right at him.

    "Good, you're awake."

    He looked down and found himself sitting in a chair. He then realised something wasn't right.

    Hey, you there? he thought.

    no reply.

    what the hell?

    "Christine took the liberty of stopping you from using your abilities." The Captain said. Lucky joe looked up at the Captain with an indistinguishable look. Castlemanic leaned on the wall to the right of Lucky joe, his head nodding in half-sleep. On the other side of the room, a guard in uniform sat in a chair, sitting with her legs on either side of the back of the chair, leaning her arms on it as if it were a pillow.

    Behind the Captain, was a one sided mirror, as Richard and Jacob stood behind it, looking into the room. They shifted uneasily as they watched the Captain get so close to Lucky Joe.

    Castlemanic raised his hand and slapped himself across the face loudly, waking himself up fully. He stood up as the Captain glared at him. The guard sniggered at castlemanic as he rolled his eyes and the Captain focused again on Lucky joe.

    "So tell me, who the hell are you?" The Captain asked.

    =====


    Original Post by Lucky Joe


    "Me? My name’s Joe… but you know me as the guy who fucked up your base.” Joe responded to the Captain. He sighed. The Captain looked over at Castlemanic, still dosing off in the corner. He looked back at Joe, who just rolled his eyes.

    “Same ol’ CM.”

    The Captain looked confused.

    “You…” He pointed at Castlemanic, “…know him?

    “Yeah.” Joe said matter-of-factly, “In fact, we were a part of the same squad when we first joined up DQ.”

    The Captain had the same look of confusion on his face.

    “… You were a part of DQ?”

    “Yes….” Joe put a long emphasis on the ‘s’, drawing it out for 2 seconds.

    “Then…then where did you come from?”

    “Down by the Cleveland Docks in Ohio. If you think Los Angeles was bad, you should’ve seen how many fights and murders happened down by my old block…shiiit…”

    “How did you end up joining up in DQ?”

    “Well, I sure as hell didn’t join DQ at random. I joined in the US Army in 2001, was put with the Screamin’ Eagles in Iraq. I fought in Fallujah and Baghdad. Also did some wet-work in Afghanistan. Pretty messed up stuff I did in that war.”

    The Captain looked intrigued.

    “Then how did you join up with DQ?”

    “The wet-work I did in Afghanistan caught the eyes of the UN. I ended up getting recruited for the SBOF… actually, we did some work with you guys awhile ago when there were small tension in Korea.”

    “SBOF….. yeah I remember that, I had just joined EHTF back in 2004. You’re entire squad died because the British SBOF Squad with you didn’t bother coming along when you called for help.”

    “Yeah, all of them died except for me and John McCarrith.”

    “Then how did you join DQ?”

    “Well, they found me in 2005; gave me an offer… a new lease on life. Asked me what I wanted to be called by and I told them Lucky Joe… I’ve been with them for the past 20 years or so.

    “How old ARE you?”

    “41.”

    Castlemanic looked up.

    “Whoa, you’re THAT old?”

    “Yeah, I thought you knew when I joined up in your squad back in DQ.”

    “No, I didn’t! I always thought you were like…35!”

    “Hah, really?”

    “Ye-“

    “GENTLEMEN!” The Captain rudely interrupted. “Let’s get back on track!!”

    “Alright…”

    “Why did you come here…to Africa.”

    Joe looked around.

    “Well, as it seems I wanted to come here, but your soldiers oh-so-politely stopped me by trying to kill me.”

    “You fired first…”

    “Not in the village about 40 miles from here.”

    “Hm?”

    “There was an EHTF soldier up in there in Desert Camo. I asked in politely if he could take me to this base… he threatened me, attacked me then I killed him.”

    The Captain looked pissed.

    “So that’s three to your body count…”

    “Didn’t I shoot four?”

    “One survived.”

    The Captains face was beat-red.

    “Now why did you attack the base…?”

    “Because, if the soldier out there wouldn’t be so nice to take me here, then why would your soldiers at the front gate be any better?”

    The Captain back-handed Joe as hard as he could, He went down for another swing, but Castlemanic quickly jumped over and stopped him.

    “Hey hey hey… calm the hell down.” He said to the Captain who was engulfed in rage. “… let me handle this.”

    The Captain spat, and walked out of the room. The girl in the corner remained the same. She remained seated, legs crossed. Castlemanic looked down at Joe and smirked. Joe looked up and laughed.

    “Hello.” Joe said politely.

    =====


    Original Post by Castlemanic


    "Nice seeing you again, Joe." Castlemanic said. He moved the chair to sit down where the Captain had seated himself.

    "I just need to know, why did you attack the base?"

    =====


    Original Post by Lucky Joe


    "It was because of the soldiers. The one in that village was an ass to me, and I thought if he was an ass, why would the soldiers here be any different?" Joe said. He looked around, and saw that the Captain had left.

    "Well, I'm glad that he left." Joe said, referring to the Captain. "What's wrong with him, anyways?"

    ====


    Original Post by Castlemanic


    "He's a bit uptight sometimes, don't mind the Captain." Castlemanic said. A "psht" sounded from the guard, but castlemanic continued.

    "Why were you making your way here Joe? and how did you find this place anyway?"

    =====

    Original Post by Lucky Joe


    "Well, that guard up in that village...."

    "Garkoomba." Interrupted the guard in the corner.

    "...Garkoomba... well when the soldiers in Garkooba attacked me, I beat him up pretty bad, I tortured him on the spot and he told me where to go, and then I took a map off his bloodied up corpse; after that, I put a .45 in his head to end his suffering."

    The guard in the corner interrupted again.

    "How'd you kill him?"

    "Pinned him against a wall with four knives.... then shot him."

    After that, a cold silence fell upon the room. Castlemanic looked over to the guard, who's face of bordem turned into mild shock. Castlemanic pointed at Joe while looking at the guard.

    "And just to think, me and him worked together... that's nothing compared to the shit he did back in New York."

    "Like that killing spree down in the suburbs....or the time I almost blew up the entire city when I was a triple agent?"

    Castlemanic looked back at Joe, then back at the guard.

    "Same 'ol LJ." He said. He looked back at Joe again.

    Joe started to speak, "So, any more questions?"

    (New Additions in Current Important Events)
    Last edited by Razgriz; January 3rd, 2010 at 04:07 PM.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  6. #6
    DQ 1337 Member Vracer's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    Italy
    Posts
    1,892

    Default

    I sit up quickly, glancing at the walls.

    “Where am I?”

    I hold my head with my hands, eyes shut in pain, ignoring the sounds echoing against the walls.

    I open my eyes and stand, my bed a mess of blankets and sheets.

    I look down at myself, vision blurred, I'm wearing jeans and a ripped black T-shirt, and a lightweight brown jacket.

    I look up as doorknob starts to turn slowly and someone enters, I don't recognize him, he quickly looks me over.

    "Ah, someone's finally awake."

    He has a heavy Irish accent.

    I don't say anything.

    He smiles.

    "I'm here to check your vital signs. They faded for a few seconds."

    I look at him and sit back down on my bed.

    "Who are you?"

    "I'm the medic for this level. I'm responsible for your life."

    I rub my forehead.

    "What happened to me?"

    He quickly frowns.

    "That injury did more to you then I thought."

    "What injury?"

    He walks closer to me and inspects my head.

    "It's healing, but the damage is done."

    I stand up.

    "What damage?"

    He starts to leave.

    He stops in front of the door and looks back at me.

    "You better come to the briefing room."

    "Where am I?"

    He opens the door.

    "You're at EHTF. The place you call DQ is utterly gone."

    He walks out, closing the door behind him, leaving me in the dark.
    I'm a member of the Midnight Crew.

  7. #7
    DQ Senior Member Cajolocs's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2009
    Location
    Parallel Universe
    Posts
    989

    Default

    [10:56AM]

    I'm walking by the streets of Madrid. How the world has changed! People talking about life, technology, the world... it's not the same anymore.

    "Hola, Sińor Carlos!"

    "Hello Alberto. I'm here for my delivery."

    "Oh, si, si. I opend it up for you. Hope you don't mind..."

    "Oh, that's no problem. Less unnecessary work for me."

    "Oh kay..." He sights. "Just going to get it for you..."

    I patiantly wait for 15 minutes. Then I ask:

    "Is everything ok in there?! Why are you taking so long?"

    Naive me.
    I enter the workshop and find Alberto dead. Shot to the head; probably a supressed gun. I look for my package. I can't seem to find it. I look arround some more and notice a piece of papper in the dead body's jacket pocker. I take it out and read it.
    Last edited by Cajolocs; January 4th, 2010 at 05:42 PM.
    Member since August 2007; Watcher since 2005.

  8. #8
    DQ 1337 Member Vracer's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    Italy
    Posts
    1,892

    Default

    I sigh and look around the room.

    "Rather bland."

    It's empty except for the table in the corner.

    I walk over to it and pick up the object lying on it.

    "Hmm......."

    I look it over and put it on my forearm.

    I press the button on the side of the gauntlet and a small blade slides out of it.

    I touch the blade, testing its sharpness.

    I press the button again and it recedes back into the metal.

    Still frowning, I turn to the door.

    "Time to explore."
    I'm a member of the Midnight Crew.

  9. #9
    DQ 1337 Member jman1234's Avatar
    Join Date
    Jun 2009
    Location
    America
    Posts
    1,098

    Default

    [9:48 PM]

    The Chinook would shudder slightly every once and a while as thermals buffeted the craft. I looked out of the side of the massive transport watching the Russian countryside slide away to be covered by a blanket of clouds. Looking up I could see the clear night sky and almost forget where I was, the only thing keeping me in reality were the soft cries of infants and children.

    Finally I look over at the woman who had become the adopted mother of our little resistance.

    “So, KD what happened to you? You sure seem pretty beat up.”

    Looking at the pale man lying on the floor a couple feet away from her she answers, “Ask me some other time I'm still not entirely sure myself.”

    “Alright....” I reply and rest my eyes.

    ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    It was dark, but the dark was this shadows friend, slowly and silently the shadow crept out from the cover of boulders towards the figure leaning on a tree. The figures hand reached down and pulled out a cigarette, struck a match, and started to smoke. At the strike of the match the shadow stopped in mid stride, waiting for his vision to return to normal, during that time he reached down and pulled out a matte black combat knife.
    Again, step by step, the shadow resumes its silent approach. Inches behind the leaning figure, the shadow stretches out to its full height, extending its arm with the knife slowly towards the victim. With a brief, sharp twitch, the knife slits the throat of the figure while, simultaneously, the shadows other hand grabs its head and pulls back. The resulting combination of escaping breath and blood created a sickening gurgling sound.

    After lowering the body to the ground I clean the knife on a scrap of cloth.
    “Alpha, Delta, it's clear.”
    From the bushes emerge two more shadows, like mine, their shoulders sport the insignia of the SEALs.
    “Good job Gamma."
    Last edited by jman1234; January 9th, 2010 at 05:59 PM.
    "Whats to understand about 'SWISH, SWISH, STAB'? Its a sword, dude, not a fighter jet."

  10. #10
    DQ 1337 Member Vracer's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    Italy
    Posts
    1,892

    Default

    I open the door, the light blinding me momentarily.

    "What is this place?"

    I remember what that man said.

    "DQ is utterly gone."

    "Impossible."

    I step forward and walk into someone.

    "Ehi, guarda dove stai andando!"

    "Sorry, I...."

    I look her over.

    "Have I seen you before?"

    She shrugs.

    "Io non ricordo di avere visto prima."

    "Then nevermind."

    "You understand me?"

    I nod.

    "Yeah, I'm Italian, I know some words here and there."

    I'm about to leave, but I stop.

    "Where's the briefing room?"

    "Over that way."

    She points down the hall.

    "Grazie, signora."

    I turn around and start walking down the corridor.
    I'm a member of the Midnight Crew.

  11. #11
    DQ Senior Member Cajolocs's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2009
    Location
    Parallel Universe
    Posts
    989

    Default

    [8:13PM]

    I'm at home, putting my 'costume' on. I look at the piece of papper once more. I feel anxous.

    "Damn delivery system!"

    ==

    [10:28PM]

    I'm in the right place. I feel it in my guts.

    Someone is coming. I barely recognize the aromaof the person that's approaching.

    "Cee Jay!"

    "Long time no see"

    "You came early"

    "Better than getting late..."

    "I see you haven't lost your sence of humor"

    "What sence of humor?"

    "Ha, ha; funny. But; we both know why we're here."

    "The package"

    "Right here, bro'. Just come and get it"

    I can see the shadow of his gun comming out.

    "What? To afrayd of the mailmen? Better call in the dogs to bite you"

    "I need no dogs. I have THIS"

    From my jacket's pocket I shoot the gun I was holding the hole time... The guy falls down in screams of pain.

    "You know what you problem is, Johnny? You never learn."

    I press my right foot against his wound.

    "Who did it?"

    "Who did what?"

    He starts laughing I press harder. He screams harder.

    "You know damn well what I'm talking about! WHO DID IT?!

    He starts crying.

    "I'm singin' in the rain. I'm singin' in the rain!"

    I kick his face real hard and put my gun against his face. 3 teeth fly away and hit the road.

    "WHO THE FUCK DID IT?!"

    "C'mon; kill me asshole!"

    "Belive me, I will!

    "Oh really?!"

    He pushes my finguer to the trigger and dies. It starts to rain. I pick up my bloddy package. Hope the gutters are open for this brainstorming...
    Last edited by Cajolocs; January 4th, 2010 at 05:43 PM.
    Member since August 2007; Watcher since 2005.

  12. #12
    DQ 1337 Member Vracer's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    Italy
    Posts
    1,892

    Default

    (I have no idea where I'm going with this)


    I stop walking and look around the large room.

    "Must be the Mess Hall."

    The smell of the food hits me first.

    My stomach growls in anticipation.

    "When was the last time I ate?"

    "Few hours ago."

    I jump and whirl around.

    "Who are you?"

    "Oh, that's right, you don't remember."

    "That helps me."

    He grins.

    "I'll tell you later, going to the briefing room, right?"

    I nod.

    "I'm heading that way too, let's go."

    He starts walking forward.

    I sigh and follow.
    I'm a member of the Midnight Crew.

  13. #13

    Default

    (its been a while since my last post so i'll remind everone who my character is, im an EHTF Major who makes futuristic weapons based in a headquarters in Sudan with a squad of 5 men)

    "Alright troops were nearing the dropzone, get in your pods"

    Mercury and Kessler got into their drop pods loaded with V62 carbines and Q5 Grenades

    "ok dropping in 3...2...1...0"

    As Mercury was dropping he could hear the faint sounds of tanks, and gunfire from Cairo below

    "uhh Mercury, we have a problem"

    "what is it Kyle?"

    "they have automatic N7 AA guns"

    "Shit, brace yourselves men, were going in hot!"

  14. #14
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    (There is a new addition to the main post (First post) - 'Character Creation'. Below 'Current Plot'. Two new additions to the News Post (Second Post) - 'Important Notes' and an announcement.

    I'll be posting some other time... I'm severely tired right now...

    Edit: Here's a short one...

    This is for th sake of proper continuation as Castlemanic and Lucky Joe missed one detail...)

    [8:19]

    Leaving the interrogation room, quite enraged, he shuts the door behind him. He nodded to the E.H.T.F. soldier to his right, who was waiting for him. The soldier immediately locked the door.

    He walked into the observation room. Richard and Jacob stood up immediately and salute. The Captain did so likewise, "At ease."

    Gerard was on one corner, leaning on the wall. He stood up straight once the Captain came closer, saluting.

    Suddenly the Captain's form melted away - His E.H.T.F. officer uniform, his face - Gone; only to reveal the same Care-Bear suit that he couldn't take off.

    Watching this, Jacob almost bursted out with laughter.

    The Captain turned to him and snarled, "You better find some goddamned way to skin this suit otherwise I'll skin you!"

    Jacob recoiled back a little then walked out the room. Closing the door behind him, he bursted out with laughter.
    Last edited by Razgriz; January 4th, 2010 at 06:12 PM.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  15. #15
    No Prospekts. Thunder's Avatar
    Join Date
    Jul 2008
    Location
    CP_Toy_Fort_Orange
    Posts
    2,211

    Default

    (I think one of the reasons why I left the original thread was because it was becoming too complex. I preferred it when it was just made up as we went along, like I always did.

    HOWEVER, I may just give this one a go...maybe.)

  16. #16
    DQ Senior Member castlemanic's Avatar
    Join Date
    Jun 2008
    Location
    middle of nowhere
    Posts
    826

    Default

    (quick post since i have the time)

    "Just one more. Why did you come here?" Castlemanic asked.

    He shifted himself into a more comfortable position.
    Last edited by castlemanic; January 7th, 2010 at 12:29 AM.
    http://forums.deletionquality.net/sh...ad.php?t=10407

    CTS: Ancestry

    Intro to "Chapter 1: Noobs"

  17. #17
    DQ Senior Member Cajolocs's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2009
    Location
    Parallel Universe
    Posts
    989

    Default

    (*cough* "NO. ONE-LINE POSTS" *cough* Ring a bell?)
    Member since August 2007; Watcher since 2005.

  18. #18
    DQ Senior Member castlemanic's Avatar
    Join Date
    Jun 2008
    Location
    middle of nowhere
    Posts
    826

    Default

    (what do you want, a cookie? its a two way conversation, not much else i can do?)
    http://forums.deletionquality.net/sh...ad.php?t=10407

    CTS: Ancestry

    Intro to "Chapter 1: Noobs"

  19. #19
    DQ Member sleon's Avatar
    Join Date
    Aug 2009
    Location
    florida
    Posts
    221

    Default

    (hahahahaha. but the rules did say no one line posts. ^_^)
    Curiosity kills.

  20. #20
    DQ Senior Member Lucky Joe's Avatar
    Join Date
    Jun 2008
    Location
    Cleveland, New York, Atlanta, Amudsun Scott, and Apollo, name it, I'm there.
    Posts
    904

    Default

    Joe sighed, looked at the one way mirror, then back a Castlemanic. He sat up as much as he could, still being restrained.

    "To be honest. I want a new lease on life. I did so much to DQ, almost destroying it from it's very foundation... plus... if you haven't known, I killed 'S', I almost killed somebody named 'A', killed two more people called 'B' and 'C'... and... my daughter was murdered."

    The guard in the corner let out an "Aw." while Castlemanic looked sad.

    "...sorry for your lose."

    "It's not a problem any more, I feel sad every once and awhile, but I got to shoulder my burden. It happens."

    The guard in the corner stood up and walked over to Castlemanic.

    "I say it's time we let him out, send him to the Ring."

    "You're right."
    This is war, survival is your responsibility.

  21. #21
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    Quote Originally Posted by castlemanic View Post
    (what do you want, a cookie? its a two way conversation, not much else i can do?)
    (You could've added a little more detail - I would.)
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  22. #22
    DQ Senior Member castlemanic's Avatar
    Join Date
    Jun 2008
    Location
    middle of nowhere
    Posts
    826

    Default

    (there, are you happy now? i havent slept in god damn 72 hours, thats three friggin nights without friggin sleeping because of all the friggin messed up school work! the last friggin thing on my friggin mind is whether i've made a friggin one liner or not. I don't give two shits, and I'm friggin lucky to have even friggin posted today!)
    Last edited by castlemanic; January 7th, 2010 at 12:34 AM.
    http://forums.deletionquality.net/sh...ad.php?t=10407

    CTS: Ancestry

    Intro to "Chapter 1: Noobs"

  23. #23
    ADF-01F Razgriz's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    B7R
    Posts
    1,336

    Default

    [10:04PM]

    Why? …

    I suppose…

    It was a last minute thought…


    ~~~~~


    One of the medical-staff members, whom accompanied the other Chinooks-V21s, held unto the gloveless hand of the comatose Vampire-Jade.

    “Sir.” He called out.

    The E.H.T.F. squad-officer, codenamed ‘Sergei-Spawn One’, stepped into the passenger-hold, “You called, Doc?”

    “The D.Q. member’s pulse is returning…” His eyes were quite stricken wide, “It’s like… He suddenly had this spur of life.”

    The officer shook his head, “We get that a lot… Weren’t you there at the Gladiator Ring that day?”

    “I… I was busy with another patient.” He doctor rubbed the back of his head, “Is he usually this cold? It doesn’t seem he’s emitting body-heat…”

    “Yeah, yeah – The guy is like that…”

    The doctor suddenly twitched when he felt the hand he held flexing and heard a near silenced-voice, murmuring. The officer stepped closer, “What’s he saying?”

    The sound of the Chinook’s jets and the voices of women and children overwhelmed the words the pale man was trying to get through. The doctor moved his ear closer to Vampire-Jade’s lips, “It sounds like… Blood? He just keeps on repeating it…”

    Jeez, that guy’s one hell of a weirdo…” The E.H.T.F. officer mumbled, “Got any blood-packs? I guess that’s what he needs.”

    “I believe we have some in the Chinook’s emergency stock, I’ll go look for one.” The doctor stood up and waded through the new refugees.

    The officer took it upon himself to sit beside Vampire-Jade’s still body. Through his suit’s helmet, he stared at him. “What are you? …

    Sergei-Spawn One looked around him, glancing at the Resistance men and women. He spun his head towards the sound of a fist being driven into metal – It was the operation’s main objective, D.Q. member, Kronosdragon. She was in some sort of fit.

    “Here…” He tossed the cold blood-pack at the officer, “Now… What should we do with it?”

    He shrugged and stared blankly at it. He ripped the cover and gently spread Vampire-Jade’s lips open.

    “What are you doing?” The doctor raised an eye-brow.

    “I have no idea…”

    The E.H.T.F. officer poured nearly a quarter of the blood until Vampire-Jade began coughing. Cough after cough, droplets of blood stains his face and the E.H.T.F officer’s suit. Vampire-Jade closed his mouth and gave the blood a gulp; now breathing normally.

    “That’s just scientifically impossible…” The doctor narrowed his eyes.

    “D.Q. is where the impossible are.” The officer rolled his eyes beneath his visor.

    Vampire-Jade opened his eyes; slowly. He slowly got up. The doctor and the E.H.T.F officer attempted to lend him a hand, “Leave me be… I am alright…”

    Sergei-Spawn One showed his palms defensively, laying his hands off Vampire-Jade.

    He leaned gently leaned himself on the cushioned Chinook wall; breathing quite heavily, staring at the ceiling. His eyes were narrow, still exhausted. His mouth slightly open, taken in breathes. He slowly drooped his head down and looked into the surprised eyes of Kronosdragon.
    Pre-Hack 1000th DQ Member, 2007

  24. #24
    DQ Senior Member kronosdragon's Avatar
    Join Date
    Sep 2009
    Location
    Hillsboro MO
    Posts
    728

    Default

    I should have figured...I thought true vampires were just myths but...well, it only makes sense, now that I think about it...

    KD suddenly realized she was still staring at him. She looked away and rubbed her aching jaw, resting her forehead against the wall of the Chinook. She tried not to let her awkwardness show. She curiously reached a finger up and poked the tip of one of her canines, only to pull it away after a bead of blood formed on the tip of her finger.

    Wonderful...Now I even look like a monster...

    She gingerly stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked the blood off her wound. Something felt odd. Her blood tasted different. Well, not like she had ever been fond of tasting her own blood, but this time it tasted sweet, not metallic. She looked at the small puncture wound in her fingertip and started to worry. She reflexively put her finger back in her mouth and continued to suck on the wound until it stopped bleeding.
    Last edited by kronosdragon; January 7th, 2010 at 07:14 PM.
    AWAKEN
    Click Here

  25. #25
    DQ 1337 Member Vracer's Avatar
    Join Date
    Mar 2008
    Location
    Italy
    Posts
    1,892

    Default

    I sigh.

    "DQ's really gone?"

    "Basically."

    I rub the scruff on my chin.

    "Almost there, mate."

    I look at the walls.

    Something red flashes and disappears.

    "You see that?"

    "What?"

    "On the walls, something red."

    "Seen nothin' red, mate."

    I rub my temples.

    "Shit."

    "You sure you're ready to be up and about?"

    "Not in the least."

    He chuckles.

    "You're one of those people that don't listen well."

    "No one told me to sit on my ass and do nothing."

    "Until you're better, at least."

    I see the red flash on the walls again.

    I blink, my bloodshot eyes blurred.

    "I need to lay down."

    "Know where to go?"

    "Yeah, yeah, I know where to.....to go."

    I feel dizzy.

    "Shit."

    My eyes close as I slump against the wall.
    I'm a member of the Midnight Crew.

Similar Threads

  1. [Other] Continue the Story Game
    By Varthonai in forum DQ Entertainment Zone
    Replies: 2571
    Last Post: January 3rd, 2010, 03:07 PM
  2. [GAME] Four word Continue the story
    By Shayphis in forum DQ Entertainment Zone
    Replies: 72
    Last Post: July 26th, 2009, 12:31 AM
  3. Requirment for Continue Posting
    By DrunkCat in forum General Lounge
    Replies: 4
    Last Post: March 17th, 2009, 06:42 AM

Posting Permissions

  • You may not post new threads
  • You may not post replies
  • You may not post attachments
  • You may not edit your posts