End of Days(Traditional, R)

[mewrei]

This thread is a traditional style role play with the maximum rating of R, meaning strong caution to those under 17

Setting and background: Slightly futuristic. Maybe 20 years from now. It's one company versus another. Governments are a thing of the past. Everything is run for the good of the different companies. People ally themselves with one or the other to gain protection and other municipal services. The streets are loitered with non-humans known as moreau's(hybrid human/animal combinations) as both they and humans are forced to converge in every day society. They eat together, play together, learn together, and work together whether they like it or not. Among those moreau's is the old models of "Ghost Runners" or as we would know as Mewtwo's. They were created as part of a corporate espionage suite but alot were quite unstable and subject to short duty cycles. They since have been released into society. They primarily stick to themselves but there are occasions where they do reach out.

Alliances and Cities:
I. The Exodus Corporation-A quite neutral company providing decent conditions and services to those allied and sworn to Exodus. They control Seattle, WA and make primarily pharmecudicals and biologics

II. The Coret Corporation-A fanatical dictatorship-like company oppressing all who live within the confines of Los Angeles, CA. However, their military is unopposed and are at the forefront of cloning

III. The Genesis Corporation-Providing little services to its allies, they provide much protection and offer many goods and oportunities. They control New York City, NY and know the genome like no other company there is

IV. The DuRan Corporation-Providing a supreme amount of services to the occupants of Dallas, TX, they are often short funds and can't provide excellent protection. They often are protected by other company's in order for them to gain contracts with DuRan for their extreme technology.

V. The Xenologics Corporation-In control of Chicago, IL, they are the closest thing to having a government. All city occupants are shareholders and have active roles within the company. Xenologics has an aptitude for crossbreeding and has a decently powerful army.

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Character Sugguestions: Pick where you fit best. Don't make yourself to apparent, remember, discretion is the better part of valor.

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Mewrei's character profile:
Name: Alex Cross
Allied to: The Genesis Corporation
Assigned Job: Security officer
Clearance: Level 5
Lives: Lower Manhatten, NY
Species: Ghost Runner(Mewtwo)

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^^Commence Roleplay^^

**The usual day, the usual job. Alex started his day with the usual breakfast before leaving his modest yet comfortable apartment in lower Manhatten for his job scarcely 7 miles away. His Nissan Pathfinder, provided by Genesis, ran well and got him where he needed to be, if somewhat on the full eating side. Parking in his assigned parking space on deck 7 level 12, he took the elevator to area 9 to start his shift. The grueling 10 hour long shifts could get quite boring. While pondering what to do to keep himself entertained through the day, a loud explosion is heard and the elevator stops in between floors. The red emergency lights come on and cast an eerie glow within the room. Alex sits down for a moment hoping that the elevator will start once more when his cell phone rings**

"Hello?"

"Alex, get down to area 12 ASAP, we've got a problem. Keep your head down."

"What's wrong?"

"Insecure line, can't tell you. Get down here now."

**Alex hung up the phone and flew out of the small vent, nearly getting stuck in the process. He quickly uses maintenence access to make his way to the security HQ in area 12. His boss was waiting for him...in riot gear.**

"Suit up. Sector breach in area 4. It's Coret after the 6th Day prototype"

**No need for a second command. Coret wasn't exactly high and friendly with anyone else. Alex grabbed his body armor and, in addition to the usual sidearm, the objective individual combat weapon he was assigned for those pretty nasty jobs. His boss preped him on the lastest information. Alex was assigned to Blue team. Specifically he was Blue 3. He looked around to find his team**

[Orgun]

Name: Original name erased given the nickname Orgun by a scientist.
Allied to: The DuRan Corporation
Assigned Job: Experimental weapons tester
Clearance: Level 4
Lives: In DuRan HQ for security reasons
Species: Ghost Runner(Mewtwo)

(Another AU Orgun his healing factor and his shadowmelding abilities are there still)
He stood inside the elevator as usual heading down to the lower level weapons testing facility. Surrounded by bickering scientists, thankfully the suit he was forced to wear in his line of work tended to muffle out the pointless arguments, but still his helmet struggled to block out the ever growing bickering. Unfortunately just by the way some of the scientist looked at him, he knew they were talking about him.
One last stop before reaching his destination as he shuffled on the spot growing aggitated by being confined. A single ding of a bell and then all hell broke loose on the elevator, a single scientist jumped on screaming about some attack on some other coporation, this then set all the others off, shouts and shoving as they all made they're way off to get to any screen showing the news.
As the doors slowly shut leaving Orgun on his own he sighed and shook his head, "Another wonderfull day on the job.....".

[ShadowedFigure]

Name: ???
Species: ???
Owned by: Genesis Corporation
Location: Classified - level 12 clearance required
Section: Bio-Engineering
Classification: Weapon
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"What is its status?"
"Stable, there is some elevated activity in his nociceptors** and related brain centers. Should I increase the supressant?"
"Yes, inform me if the neuro-activity continues to increase."
"Yes Sir."

Pain... Aggression... Fear... he could feel them... they were close, closer than he could remember feeling anything. Even in his comatose state he felt them, and they beggan arrousing his consciousness from the deem dark hidding place it had slept for the past seven years. The creature stirred...

"Sir! Brain activities are increasing accross the board. It's coming out of it."
"Tranq it now!"

Suddenly the blackness arround his mind began closing in again and his consciousness began sinking back to it's slumber, but then the blakness turned arround and began fighting with him.~Come, and I will lead you to freedom.~ So he followed...

The creature stirred constantly as it resisted the sedative and continued to reach towards awakeness.
"Sir it's having no effect on the creature, it's still waking up!"
"Increase dosage! Kill him if you have to! I wan't fully armed guards in here on the double!"
He felf a painful burrning in his lungs as his need for oxygen increased. Air!
~You wan't air? Then take it. ~

"The sedative is still ineffective sir!"
"Alright, everyone evacuate the lab. Begin emergency lockdown procediures! Where are those gauards damnit!?"
Just then am ultra sharp claw sliced through the transparent sheild that formed the cyndrilical contaiment unit. A crack spung from that hole in every direction. Within seconds the unit was covered in a web of cracks and stasis fluid leaked from everywhere. Another kick shattered the entire tube and he fell to the floor of the unit coughing he tryed to breath but there was something down his throat. Weakly he grasped the tube with his three fingers and pulled it out of his trechia. He choked as the thing came out and gasped for air, using his lungs for the first time in seven years. He sat there, compleatly uncovered except for the short, black, fir that covered his body, feeling like all he could do was sit there and gulp air. Taking a look about, he saw the room was empty and the heavy steel doors were sealed. The voice in his head came back ~Quickly, there is no time to waste! Jack has come, we must reach him or we will never escape!~ Jack?... He had a vauge recolection of someone he knew with the name, someone important... a freind? Then, "Guards?" He sensed them before he heard them. Powered by a strength he didn't know and guided by a sense he didn't understand. He jumped straight up and straight through the ceiling. He remerged on the floor just above feeling extemely drained physicly and mentaly. "How did I do that?"
~I lent you one of my abilities, but we canot do it again, your body and mind are still too weak. You will have to continue on by your own means from here.~
Shakely, he got to his feet and began moving as fast and silent as he possably could.

**Nociceptor
A nerve cell that is capable of sensing pain and transmitting a pain signal.
(Yes, I looked this up =P)

[Orgun]

With a hiss the doors slid open allowing him to step into the facility, it was unusualy quiet for once, of course there were scientists and technicians walking round with all sorts of weapons they were itching to try out. But he was looking forward to trying a certain weapon, 3 others had already tried it and the feedback from the mind link had fried their brains.
He grinned inside his helmet, this is what he enjoyed, the thrill of not knowing if the next weapon would kill you.
He stopped in front of a seal door, covered in multiple locks, this door was supposedly capable of survivng a nuke, but thankfully this hadn't been needed to be proven. He shrugged at the thought and kicked it once,.....nothing, he kicked it again this time a response. A speaker above the door crackled into life,

"What!? Who's there?"
"Its Orgun, Im here for the weapon"
"Orgun?.....I have no record of anyone by that name!"
He grumbled "Come on old man let me in!"
"Old! I am not old! Im simply more mature then everyone else! But fine fine I found the papers you can come in"

The speaker switched off and the locks began to twist and pull back allowing the door to swing open.
He was greeted by an aging Professor who tended to forget people or what he was doing.

"Oh its you! Now I remember!" he smiled weakly
"Yes great....can I have my gun now?" Orgun rolled his eyes as he walked past the Prof.

[mewrei]

**Alex followed his team leader, a Ghost Runner like himself, through the expansive maze of hallways. He was currently headed into the deep gullets of the Genesis Corporation. Panicking now would be cause for death. He had to remain calm and keep a steady rifle arm. So far so good.

His team consisted of the others like himself who had opted in to take the special operations training. An extra 4 weeks of training and he had the combat ability comperable to Genesis' rescue squad S.T.A.R.S. Problem was he wasn't human so he couldn't get in.

His team made their way into a large service elevator that would take them to the infamous area 9. Once you were assigned there, you didn't quit. You were stuck with Genesis for life.

Blue 1, Henry Clay, swiped his special access clearance card allowing them to access the notorious zone. Alex heard gunshots. Coret must not be far behind. To late to back out now.

He rocked a high power armor peircing round into the receiver and set it at half-safety. Easy to disengage if.....when the fireworks started.

The elevator door opened to reveal a long hallway. Blood was everywhere. Coret couldn't have done this. He followed the team scout out of the elevator while their heavy weapons expert brought up the rear. They rounded a corner into a dead end. The demolitions expert sprayed the door up with high yield nitrogen trioxygen dichloride. What was on the other side was unknown.

Again, it was to late to back down. Alex covered his ears as he heard the words "Fire in the hole"**

[Orgun]

The Prof stood there for a moment abit surprised at the rudeness but quickly forgot as he became more interested in the weapon.

"Ah yes the weapon, its taken a long time for us to perfect it, the last prototype kept launching the rounds prematurely, most unfortunate.....for the others anyway!" he laughed as he walked over to a console.

"I take it, you've gotten the probs sorted?" Orgun asked as he followed.

"Well...yes and no, yes it fires normally now and no over the fact that if you lock on to many targets it causes a electrical feedback which on all occasions has been fatal" he again smiled not seeming to be bothered over it.

Orgun merely shrugged "Give me it then".

"Yes, yes here" he tapped a few buttons and a panel on the wall retracted allowing a 1.5 meter long rifle to emerge, the weapons barrel was split in two with small dents running the insides on the two parts.

"Now once this weapon hooks upto your HUD it should activate automatically, and it tends to have enough charge to fire about 100 rounds before it requires a new powerpack. Now the nice little surprise is when you run out of ammunition, then anything the size of my little finger can be used as a projectile, just be careful when placing it between the two bars as the current will launch it without hesitation! the old Porf said as he disconnected a few wires from the weapon and gestured to it.

Orgun took a few steps and picked the weapon up, "Its heavier then I thought but it'll do. Anything to test it on?" he said as he placed the single connector to his helmet giving him a target reticle on his HUD.

"Actually I do, you know the supposed attack on the Genesis corporation?" he looked to Orgun.

"Er...no not really" Orgun shrugged and shook his head. This got a scowl from the old man.

"Well when I first joined, and don't you smirk behind that helmet of yours! There were tunnels that allowed certain personel from different corporations to interact and exchange information for certain prices, unfortuantely the higher ups discovered this and placed seals over the entrances. Now I've managed to open one of these seals but Im too old to walk down them, Lord knows what kind of creatures live down there!" he then pointed to another room with a set of stairs leading down.

Orgun made his way to the room and looked down, "So you want me to go down there, open the door, walk down some godforsaken tunnel, kill anything that moves and then walk back? Thats...cool!" with that he jumped over the railings and fell into the darkness.

The scientist hobbled over to a large screen showing the position of Orgun and the few remaining security cameras, he sat down and smiled "This will be interesting".

[ShadowedFigure]

Somewhere on a nearby level there was an explosion, he could feel the the vibrations in the floor and hear the heavaly muffled explosion through the ceiling. The overhead lights burnned his eyes and he had to keep focused on the floor directly ahead to so he could open his eyes at all. He couldn't move extrodinarily fast but he kept moving through the deserted hallway with scarcely more than a click from the blade-like claws that jutted from his two toes on both feet. In addition to those he had one for each of his three fingers on both hands.

He was nearing a corner in the passage when he heard footsteps start coming from ahead. Instinctively he grabed for the nearest door, opened it and went through. Behind him someone gave a scream. Turning arround he saw that he was in a pesonal office, and the person whom it belonged to was curently cowering under his desk. Desperate for information he strode accross the roon and grabed the man,
"Who am I? What am I!?" The words came out choppy and slurred but recodnizable, even if barely so. The man couldn't answer, he was trembleing from head to toe, and sheilded his face. Not sure what to do he dropped the man again. Seeing he was free the man bolted out the door as fast as he could, to try and find help.

~Fool! He will go and get help!~
What else could I do?
~They took you from your life and put you in a tube for seven years just so so they could learn how to kill each other better. They don't care about you, and they'll kill you if they get the chance! So return the favor. They gave you claws, so use them.~
He fell to his knees, he remembered now. He remembered his life on the open plains, he rembered his home, his freinds; he remembered his mate... He felt anger kindle and begin to burn. He saw the wicked claws on his hands and feet, he saw how they had changed the color of his fur, and his mark... Using his tail he flipped the lights off. The knew where he was.

He would make them pay now
~And I will give you the power.~

[mewrei]

**About 20 clips and 30 Coret advance troopers later, his team neared their goal. The 6th day prototype. He had no idea what it was but the name seemed menacing enough. Anything with that kind of reference usually turned out very strong...with an attitude problem.

He had slowly worked his way to the stairwell taking him from the observation area to the labs. Their scout was on security terminal duty, making him advance guard. He proceeded slowly through a door. Just offices. Onward he went

[Orgun]

3 hours! 3 hours of walking in a dark damp tunnel and for what, a few rats? This is not what he signed up for, he was supposed to test weapons not be some amusement for an old fart! That old fart had also forgotten to mention the old railway that was down here, only way the employees could meet was by using these old death traps, so he had gotten on one nearly getting killed in the process but now he had reached a stop, he had no idea what area he was in but it didn't really matter now anyway, but that damn Scientist would probably give him an ear full when he got back and he probably was the one who caused that damn train to derail!

"Bet he's laughing his arse off at me right now!" he mumbled as he continued down the tunnel, eventually he reached a large object that prevented him from going further.

"So, another seal so Im right below another Corp? Guess I'll find targets on the other side" he said to himself.

Quickly he covered up the DuRan logo on his armour and raised his rifle. A slow hum began to emit from the rifle before a sudden crack sound shot down the tunnel. The trail of the round easily seen by the line of smoke and vapour going to the main locking mechinism and straight through leaving a glowing hole.

He looked down at the weapon "Not bad, not bad at all".
He walked up to the seal and placed a claw on it, with all his might he began to push the seal open, slowly at first but gradually giving under his strength.

Once he opened the seal and stepped inside, swinging his rifle left to right making sure no surprises awaited him. But all that awaited him was destroyed equipment and several bodies, "Well at least nobody will hear me......but now the question is, who did this?" he again said to himself. He began to make his way towards an open doorway his armour making loud metal clanks with everystep.

[enigmatic_man]

Name: Lemixcef
Allied to: The Xenologics Corporation
Assigned Job: Spy/Assassin
Clearance: Level 7
Lives: Small apartment near the Xenologics HQ
Species: Human (Actually a Mewtwo/Human Hybrid, but only Mewtwo's can smell that distinction)

He sighed, sitting at his desk, the keyboard in his lap. The many monitors in front of him spewed data and figures at him, though he was only paying attention to a few of those screens. Boring day, boring week, boring month, boring year! He tapped a few keys, looked over at a screen, and did it again.

~Bored already?~

"Shut up Voice." He said softly, gruffly. "You've asked me that how many times?"

~Ummm...let me count...~

"Don't." His reponse was sharp and cold. "It was a rhetorical question." He said, and tapped a few more keys. More data, more figures, a few pictures now. "Heard any sounds on the Black Wind?" He asked.

~Not really...we haven't been to the World of Shadow in some time, so the Wind is faint...~

"Huh...go figure..." He sighed, reaching with his free hand into a pocket, taking the cell phone, he flipped it open, and speed-dialed a number, pressing it to his ear. He heard a few ringtones, and then,

"Superior, this is Xemikaid, reporting for orders."

Lemixcef sighed. "You can stop calling me Superior, please. You know I no longer lead them." The voice on the phone coughed, and he could almost see the flush on his subordinate's cheeks.

"Forgive me Sir, old habit to break...anyway, what did you need me for?"

"I think it's time we listened to the Wind again..."

"*gulp* The Wind, sir?"

"Yes, come to me immediately...it's time we took a stroll through the World of Shadow again..."

[Orgun]

All he had found when he had passed through the door had been more bodies, some of them were definitely Coret troopers but someone had shot them up, even now the audio receptors in his helmet were detecting the rapid shots of machine gun fire occasionaly accompanied by the sharp crack of a sniper rifle. What ever was happening was up above him and carrying this weapon around was slowing him down.
But there wasn't anything he could do about that, he just hoped that some of the fighting might come back towards him. He wasn't givien all that training the others got, but somehow every opponent he faced he had coped with, yes he had suffered injuries but that had just reminded him that he wasn't immortal. He could die.
With that he turned down another corridor with his rifle at his shoulder ready for whatever was to come.

(Come on people, Im enjoying this rp I need more!)

[ShadowedFigure]

He heard the guard comming. Only one? This isn't right, "He must be the first to hear of my location, more will probaly be comming soon." The fast pased steps stoped a little ways outside the door "Must be waiting for that backup." He was about to go for the door but then he heard the steps slowly start creeping towards the door again. Without thinking he crouched behind the door and waited to strike.

The door opened and the guard scaned the room at gunpoint, suddenly, a powerful tail slammed him in the gut. The creature sprung up and twisted the gun from his handthen kicked him through the door back out against the opposite wall. Then grabbed him again and sammed his head against the wall once more. The guard fell over unconscious. He knelt down and carefuly placed one set of claws arround the man's head "Now, if you don't mind, I would like to know everything." He gave a firm squeese and the claws sliced into the brain. His eyes closed as he began scaning for the information he wanted.

He came back to reality and removed his claws from the man's skull. Standing up he looked at the blood that was dripping his claws. "This is just the begining." He wiped the blood off on his black fur and moved down the hall; this time with a sense of pupose.

[mewrei]

{What was that noise}

**Alex's very sensitive hearing had picked up a quite large fight. He tore off to one end of the building and immediately ran into a black creature. He dove back and leveled his rifle on the creature.**

{What the hell is that?}

**He couldn't do anything but stare at this point.**

"What was that noise?" Yelled his boss

"Nothing. Stay there for a moment" He replied.

**Alex could do nothing but stare. He stood there for a moment**

"What the hell are you?" He muttered quietly.

[Orgun]

He stopped at the end of yet another corridor, just round the corner he could hear voices one in particular who was shouting at something, most likely a radio he thought to himself.
He began to slowly make his way forward trying to keep his approach unknown to the others, he eventually reached the corner and looked around. There a few meters in front were a small group of troopers, all either stood or crouched to the floor waiting for something. Well he'd give them something to do, he knelt down and leaned round the corner taking a careful aim at the nearest trooper, with a single pull of the trigger then rifle made its trademark crack sound as the round punched through the back of the trooper and then through the left leg of another, eventually embedding its self in the far wall.
He quickly waited again for the rifle to recharge as he was now under fire from the squad. His armour was designed to be bullet proof but he couldn't be too careful, not when a fully armed squad was shooting at him, so again he let off a second round, gutting another trooper.
He dove back behind the corner to allow the weapon to recharge and to avoid being plastered by any heavy weapons they might have.

[ShadowedFigure]

"Damnit." He didn't need this right now. He turnned slowly and faced the new threat. It looked alot like himself but not quite. there were a few small points of visable antomy that were better developed on his body. His own legs had a slightly better built muscular system and the mid-joint in his leg was larger. His assesment: he could probably outrun this guard if he got a head start but with the training this one probably had he'd have trouble fighting it. He grinned showing his large, sharp teeth. He flexed his fingers and clicked the claws together in a meanacing fasion.

[mewrei]

**Slightly intimidated by this unknown threat, his one reaction was shoot first, ask questions later. He tightened his grip on the rifle. It may or may not have attracted the creature's attention, but either way, he now had his grip on the MX-320 50mm grenade launcher at the front of his gun. Currently it was loaded with an HE-209 high explosive grenade. Blast yield, 4 decitons. Enough to take this creature, himself, and most anyone else nearby into a flaming inferno. It may not come to that, but he was ready, albeit wishing he had about 200 meters inbetween himself and this....thing.**

"I'll ask you once more, what are you."

**A single 11.1 mm armor piercing round laid in the barell of his extremely reliable OICW, with plenty more to back that one up. Not many unarmored biologics could stand the gen-2 AP rounds that encased miniature explosives that detonated .02 seconds after impact. Enough to allow the teflon coated head to seep into the skin.**

[ShadowedFigure]

He was at a loss for what to do now, the guard wanted an answer and the gun leveled at him didn't look too nice. Then another memory drifted back to him, a skill. He didn't have much strength but it was his only bet at getting out of this.

"I tell you what, I'll tell you as soon as I find out." With that he exerted an unatural force of strenth and will causing the spacein front of him to compress and form a weak shockwave. It wasn't much but, he thought, it might be enough to set his aim of or, if he was lucky, catch him off balance.

In a quick motion he propulsed himself arround the corner and into a nearby office, there was a covered vent at the top of the back wall. A quick swipe of his claws dispatched the cover, this lead to another office from which he could move into another corridor and eventualy reach the checkpoint where the science team would be, Thanks to the guard he had killed, he now knew the local floor plan and soon, those scentists would tell him what they had made him. Even if he had to suck it from their memory.

[mewrei]

{Shit}

**He had lost his balance. He took aim at the nearby office and propelled a grenade into the room, easily taking out anything that was in there.**

"Blue team, advance and destroy. Target and cover"

"Roger"

**The rest of blue team tore into the hallway rocketing 20-30 shots from wherever a sound was being made. Alex switched to shredder rounds and started shooting up the vents to prevent them from being able to support weight. He then high tailed it down to the labs. No time for discretion. He used plastic explosives to blow a whole in the observation window and immediately jumped down into the labs. Several scientists were ducking in cover**

"DOWN!" He yelled

**He and two others from blue team quickly rounded up the scientists into a small group. The other two grabbed the rest of the scientists from the nearby auxiliary lab. Reva, the demolitions expert, took two etheral detonaters and threw them back up into the office zone. They exploded while they led the scientists back to the evac. zone.**

"Alex, you and Reva scavenge for experiments and data and such. Anything to big to carry or can't walk on its own is to be destroyed" Said Blue one

"Gotcha"

**Alex and Reva stood at the doorway until the footsteps of their team were gone. They then started pillaging the lab for equipment and placing explosives**

"Oh kitty, kitty, kitty, whoever is in those vents up there, if you're still alive you might want to come with us. You'll have one large coffin otherwise" Said Reva.

**Alex slapped another AP clip into his OCIW and rocked a tranquilizer round into the grenade launcher.**

[Orgun]

5 minutes later and several dead troopers, he had moved further down the corridor and into what seemed to be an office area.
He stopped for a second and reached up to his helmet, which had taken a hit when the troopers earlier had decided to use grenades and thrown him against a very solid wall.
His head was still ringing, but he shook it off and proceeded forward.
He was getting closer to the main action, he could feel it, the tense feeling he was picking up from this area, was telling him that there were many here, some of them were armed. Then there was that....other, he hadn't felt anything like this before, it just didn't feel....right.
He quickened his pace, even though the old fart hadn't set a time limit, all DuRan employees who took equipment out had to bring it back within a day, and because the rail system below had 'broken' then he had a long walk back. Besides he smiled to himself he just wanted to shoot more targets.