Agents of the Shadows [RP]

Look, look at them. People, living out their lives in perfect contentment and ease. Their mundane lives are marred only by their own petty strife and troubles as they eke out their existance, blissfully unaware and unconcerned of the truth.

Such a life is fine for one of them. But you are not one of them.

You can see them. You can perceive them. You've heard them, you've faced them, you've feared them and still you have fought them. Because of what we are we cannot afford to bask in the light of day. For we are all that stand between humanity and the deepening shadows falling over our world.

In our modern world of convenience and technology, there are few who recognize, nor even notice the darkening shadow falling over it. In our ignorance we fail to notice the weakening rifts between the barriers that seperate us from hell and the demons that dwell therein.

As such, it is extremely fortunate for us that they exist.

They are simply called the Organization. A group of humans possessed of abilities that far exceed our own. They're stronger, smarter, tougher and faster than an average human. For what ever reason, they appear to be chosen, chosen by some higher power to defend humanity against these otherwordly invaders.

However, other humans are not quite so kind. Some "chosen" stray from their supposed duty, instead taking up the banner of hell and waging war against their own people. Lurking alongside the demons in the shadows, they pounce upon the unsuspecting, taking their very souls to fuel their eldritch power.

You have been chosen. You are possessed of abilities far surpassing that of a normal human. What you choose to do with these abilities, however, is up to you.

General Information: All characters play as a chosen human, and have the ability to work under one of several organizations or none at all. All characters working for specific organizations will, for the purposes of the RP (and my own sanity as a GM), more than likely be working together as a group for most of the time.

This is a heavily GMed game, I will, as with my prior RPs guide the scenario and post in response to the posts. Unlike my Tyranny of Shinra game, I am hoping to post much more often to keep the game moving, which is why I will require a bit of extra information in the sign-ups so I can try to make things move at a good pace for all players involved.

I am requiring that people make detailed posts in this RP and players who are unable to take to the RP after a certain amount of time will be asked to leave. I want everyone who wishes to be able to play and have fun, but I also expect that people will roleplay in a respectful and appropriate manner.

Players should also be advised that while they are elite, they are still human. A bullet to the chest might not kill them outright, but it will probably drop them. And if it doesn't succeed, the second one will. These characters can take more damage, but they're also smart enough to know that they want to avoid taking damage if at all possible. Players trying to do something utterly stupid will find their character dead in short order.

Sign-up Sheet:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Nationality: (As Earth in the current geo-political situation. This is both races and country/countries you are a citizen of)
Organization: (covered below)
Class: (covered below)
Equipment: (All equipment should be non-magical, may include any weapon that exists today such as guns, swords, and other such items. Magical equipment will be acquired fairly early in the game depending on the way the character is played)
Appearance: (Don't forget, carrying weapons openly on the street can still get you arrested. While the Organization can get you out of jail with little difficulty, being in jail can prevent you from completing a vital mission, which usually means many more innocents die. If you are not with the Organization, ignore this, you'd just kill the cops anyway.)
History:
Personality and Behavior:
Time Zone: (Optional, this is to tell me about what time you will be online so I can try to pair you with others who are online around the same time as you.)
Hours expected to be online: (Optional, this is to tell me about what time you will be online so I can try to pair you with others who are online around the same time as you.)

Factions:

The Organization: This is a global, loosely organized quasi-governmental faction dedicated to the eradication of demon influence in all its forms. The Organization has a base in just about every major city, especially on coastal cities, and prides itself on a swift response time. It's agents are usually recruited and trained from a young age, and most of them disappear from all public records shortly after entering into the organization's service (although some still exist within the system or under one of several aliases).

The Brotherhood of the Blood: Practitioners of the ancient and forbidden blood magic, the Brotherhood of the Blood isn't necessarily allied with the demons, although they will work together from time to time. The Brotherhood of the Blood exists to further its own research, but has a dim view of "ordinaries" and feels it has an inherent superiority to them and a right to do with them as they please. The Brotherhood of the Blood is rumored to be based within the catacombs of Paris, France.

The Wizard's Academy: A sometime ally of the Organization, the Wizard's Academy is an ancient group based under Oxford University in England. They specialize in the research of the arcane, and while they have an interest in both keeping their existance and defeating the demon forces, they are often too caught up in their own affairs to be of much use.

The Demonic Legion: Humans who are actively seeking to weaken the barrier between the human world and hell, the Demonic Legion is a group of humans who have sold their soul for ultimate power. Their primary concern is the spread of demonic influence around the world. They are not as numerous in bases as the Organization, and their primary headquarters is said to be somewhere in Moscow, Russia.

Mind's Eye: This is an organization of a new breed of powerful humans known as Psychics. Like the Wizard's Academy, they, too, often offer their services to the Organization, and often with greater frequency. However, in return, all Organization Psychics are also considered to be members of the Mind's Eye, and must defer to the Mind's Eye above all else. The Mind's Eye is an enigmatic group, and not a lot is known about their actions. They often make use of Organization headquarters, but they are rumored to have their primary base in Washington DC. It is rumored that the Mind's Eye came into being after a schism between it and the US Government, and that the Psychic Phenomena is a direct result of US experimentation that started in the 20th century.

Microsoft: There are rumors that this corporation has ties with both the Organization and the Demonic Legion. Evidence suggests that the company is, in fact, divided and both halves of the company are working to topple each other. This division is what is attributed to Microsoft's inability to release a working Operating System.

Classes: (It is considered that your character is skilled, but not extremely so, in whatever class they choose to take. A general rule of thumb, wizards can't do much more than a fireball or a lightning bolt. Psychics have lessened power but their powers manifest differently, and Clerics should have some reverse-healing and smite powers, but not in the same damage-dealing league of the wizards)

Fighter: A basic combat class, characters trained in this class are adept in the use of just about every weapon and how to use them with deadly efficiency.
Infiltrator: Unlike the fighter, who specializes in using several weapons to put the hurt on people, Infiltrators specialize in a few select weapons and tools to carry out specific but often highly dangerous missions. Infiltrators are swift and able to hide in the shadows and fight with great skill, although not as great as a standard fighter. Infiltrators are good at stealth, hacking, explosives, and other such skills that make them effective at striking down demons from the very shadows they dwell in.
Wizard: Wizards are those born with the magical spark within them. Through years of study and practice they honed their ability to the point where they can draw forth raw magic from the world and shape it to their will.
Blood Wizard: Blood Wizards are forbidden by Organization laws. Their spells are stronger than those of a normal wizard, but they require either their own blood or the blood of another as fuel.
Cleric: Clerics are decently skilled in weapons and firearms and have the power to call down divine aid to help them and smite their foes. Like wizards, Clerics trained for many years in order to achieve a level of communion with the divine that allows them to summon forth holy magic to aid them. Clerics in the service of demons channel unholy magic, but are effectively identical in powers (although demonic clerics tend to use their magic to drain life rather than restore it).
Psychic: Psychics wield strange powers that come directly from their minds. By tapping the raw power that lies dormant within all but the most focused of minds, Psychics draw forth power in forms such as telekinesis and telepathy to defeat their foes.
Enlightened One: Enlightened Ones are masters of their own ki, or spiritual energy. They can condense their spirit force to make themselves faster and stronger, and even expel it in a limited fashion. Enlightened Ones generally fight with one of several martial arts styles, and believe in the perfection and oneness of self.
Soul Sword: While the Enlightened Ones channel their ki into their body, the Soul Swords focus it to create a powerful weapon. Soul Swords have the ability to condense their ki into a weapon of blue flame that takes the form of their own choosing. This is a weapon of pure spiritual power and it can harm both demons and humans alike.
Adept: Adepts wield magic or psi in a far subtler way than wizards. They use their powers to enhance their abilities, allowing them to become faster and stronger than normal humans, or even chosen humans. Furthermore, with the appropriate rituals they can bond their weapons and armor to themselves. When wielding them, Adepts are able to active their weapons, causing them to surge forth with power. Adepts still have a small ability to use their powers to bend the world around them, but it's far less than that of a Wizard or Psychic.
Paladin: Paladins are valiant champions that lay waste demonic forces wherever they find them. While not quite as skilled in combat as Fighters, Paladins are also graced with the ability to channel some divine magic like Clerics.
Demonic Champion: The opposite of the Paladin, Demonic Champions are powerful fighters graced with the ability to channel some unholy magic.
Psychic Warrior: Psychic Warriors meld their psionic prowess with their ability to fight. While they utilize some aspects of their abilities such as telekinesis and telepathy, their primary strength is combining these abilities to further their martial might. They are skilled at using their psychic power to increase the strength of their armor, guns and swords.
Mage Warrior: Mage Warriors weave the arcane arts to increase the power of their martial abilities. While lacking in the sheer blasting powers that the Wizard enjoys, Mage Warriors can weave powerful magics around their weapons and armor to further protect themselves and aid them in cutting down their foes.

If there is a character type you wish to play, PM me and I will make a class for it.

Name: Alexander Skrill
Gender:Male
Age:20
Nationality: American or do you mean race.
Organization: The Organization
Class: Enlightened One
Equipment: A pair of black gloves with steel knuckles on the top.
Appearance: He stands at 6'6" tall and weighs 225 pounds.He has a brownish tan skin. He has black hair shaven real low. He has a clean shaven face and has black eyes. He wears a white trenchcoat with a white shirt underneath. He wears black jeans and a pair of tinted sun glasses.He has a slash over his left eye.
History: Born in San Fransisco. He lived an ordinary childhood without a father but always felt as if someone was watching him. At age 16 he finally saw what he feared most, a demon. Frightened he ran away into the night. He awoke sometime later with a scar over his left eye and was in a hospital. He soon was confronted by a few members of the organization who recruited him in. In recent times he has been sent on bigger missions to take care of tips of mysterious creatures found by small town people.
Time Zone: Central
Hours expected to be online: 5 pm to 9 pm on weekdays and 3 pm to 2 am on weekends.

Name: Shiromoto
Gender: male
Age: 23
Nationality: Caucasian
Organization: The Organization
Class: Fighter
Equipment: Katana(on right hip), white buttoned long sleeve shirt(open), white undershirt, white pants, when assigned missions wears a white cloak with a hood.
Appearance: silvery white hair, blood red eyes, average size muscles, peach skin
History: During his childhood, his family was middle class. Not poor, but enough to survive and a some left over. He wanted to change that. He heard that The Organization would change that and that he could make a living off of it. Since then, he changed his name, strived through college to be the best he could and is now trying to work his way up through the Organization.
Personality and Behavior: Veyr kind and caring towards other, but when things get nasty, he pulls all the stops, gets serious, and start unloading his best skills.
Time Zone: Mountain Time
Hours expected to be online: 7 p.m. mountain time

I'm curious as to why a caucasian man is named Shiromoto. I will begin, but I would like a clear-cut explanation as to why you have a Japanese name if you're white.

Furthermore, remember that you want to keep weapons concealed when out on the street. You can still get arrested, which, while not exactly a big deal, can prevent you from carrying out a crucial mission. That usually means that people die that you could have otherwise saved.

Anyway, let's begin.

Shiromoto and Alexander

It's about midnight, and you can both feel the shadows moving around you. The street is emptying, leaving only a few drunks, beggars, prostitutes and drug dealers who are quickly moving along.

Although the mundanes don't quite understand what is going on, those who walk the darkness have subconciously learned to fear it.

You are both standing outside the Chinatown district in downtown Seattle. There are a few sputtering lamps, but otherwise the area is unlighted. To your left, across the street, are several closed restaurants, and to your right is the dark staircase leading down into the bus tunnel, the site of your next mission.

Although it is your first time working together, you both have been introduced and you both know that you are about the same level of skill. There is little information on the type of creature that you're fighting, but it appears to be a lower level creature, as you both haven't managed to get a hold of magic items and are thus not going to be sent after a higher level demon that resists mundane weaponry.

You hear the sound of running, and you hear a shrill woman's scream echoing from within the tunnel.

OOC: Is there a problem with that? You haven't seen white ppl born in Japan thus possibly getting a Japanese name? I don't see what's so hard about that but oh well, you're the boss. I'll get the concealment thing down as well. :D

Shiromoto
As I stand next to my partner in this mission, a scream from what sounded as a woman came from the bus tunnel. I turn to my partner wih a srious look on my face, showing how I'll be handling this with him. "Sounds like our cue, come on!" I head for the tunnel at a fast pace.

Name: Sirius Lucivar
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Nationality: White british
Organization: The Demonic Legion
Class: Demonic Champion
Equipment: Broadsword, 2x handguns
Appearance: Tall, thin, pale, medium length ginger hair, bluey grey eyes, a scar on right cheek, black leather shoes, blue jeans, purple shirt, black blazer, long black leather coat concealing the sword and 2x gun shoulder holsters
History: Born and raised in London, England. Joined the Demonic Legion at 17, due to his behaviour towards The Wizard's Academy, Sirius quickly climbed the ranks to become a Demonic Champion.
Personality and Behavior: Quiet, brave, brash, romantic, pretentious
Time Zone: GMT
Hours expected to be online: From midday until 2:50pm, then again at 3:00pm until 6:00pm and again at 7:00pm until midnight

Shiromoto and Alexander

I'm making the assumption that Alexander will be coming along.

As you descend the staircase into the poorly lighted tunnel, you see a mexican woman dressed in a janitor's uniform fleeing from several humanoid figures that are shambling towards her with a clumsy, slow gait. Immediately the stench of rotting flesh assails your senses as they approach.

Sirius

A voice speaks to your mind as you stand outside of the downtown library. The massive glass building towers over you, and the streets are totally abandoned. After all, there aren't a lot of scholars on the street at midnight.

There are some wizards in the basement scribing some scrolls into their spellbooks. Make sure that they do not make it out alive.

Shiromoto

I cover my nose with me sleeve."Ahh! What a foul stench! The smell of rotting flesh consumes this place. Whatever those things are, they're not human."I unsheath my sword and yell at the mexican woman. "Regresas! Regresas! Vamanos!" I work my way down the rest of the stairs and get in between the woman and the creatures.

Shiromoto

The woman flees up the stairs as the creatures close in on you. There are four of them, and all of them are making a faint moaning sound. The one closest to you lunges at you with dirty, half-rotten hands that are more like bony claws in a clumsy attempt to slash at your chest.

Shiromoto

I suck in my chest and bend lend a bit, having the creature scratch the surface. I then attempt to swing my blade at its arm.

Alexander
Damn I was expecting this to be a much easier task than it appears its going to be.
I dropped back and readied myself in a fighting stance. I turned my head to the side and sized the enemies up.

Shiromoto and Alexander

The creature's claw scratches faintly across Shiromoto's chest, drawing a light line of blood just as his blade slices cleanly through the creatures bone. It's arm goes flying off, but it doesn't respond as the other creature moves in, it's arms moving towards Shiromoto's face in an attempt to gouge out his eyes. A second creature moves in and grasps at Shiromoto's arm as the other two close in around Alexander, the one moving to his right slashing at his belly.

Though the wound on Shiromoto's chest is light, it suddenly feels as if it were on fire.

Alexander
I felt a cut go onto my body and felt a little blood trickling.

Shiromoto

"Ahh! Damn!"The wound starts to burn very heavily."What is this?!"A creature grabs my arm as another comes at me. I try and wriggle free of the grasp on my arm and raise my blade in the other, about to bring it down on the creature threatening with its arms coming at me.

Sirius

A voice speaks to your mind as you stand outside of the downtown library. The massive glass building towers over you, and the streets are totally abandoned. After all, there aren't a lot of scholars on the street at midnight.

There are some wizards in the basement scribing some scrolls into their spellbooks. Make sure that they do not make it out alive.

"Yes master" I say to myself as I walk in.

The library looked like any other library, boring. I walked to the front desk, the clerk looked at me in a funny way.

"Hello, could you tell me where the myth section is please?" I asked.
"Why yes. It's just down the hall there, then you go down the stairs" Answered the clerk while pointing towards a row to the left of me.
"Thank you"

I followed the directions that the clerk had given me, and soon enough I was in the Myth section.

The Myth section was dark and mysterious. There was three rows of books, each of them had a door at the end. I heard voices coming from the middle door so I walked towards it.

Once I got to the door, I looked throught the keyhole to see if the wizards were there, thankfully they were. There was three wizards in the room, one with a book in his hand, and the other two writing things down.

I quickly thought how I was going to do this without getting caught, then it hit me! I sneak in quietly, then quickly slice them all up!

I slowly opened the door and tip-toed into the room.

Remember, you cannot control the actions of ANY other character, be it PC or NPC, that is not your own. Don't assume certain NPCs will interact with you in certain ways. I will roll with it this time, but don't expect me to be so merciful next time.

Alexander

The wound suddenly feels like it's on fire.

The two creatures grab you and attempt to pull you to the ground, their rotting mouths opening to reveal a row of sharpened teeth.

Shiromoto

The creature's grip is easily broken and it is thrown off balance from the violent motion. The other one moves in and lunges at you with both of its claw-like hands.

Sirius

As you enter the room, you find yourself facing two strangely twisted and wierdly designed pieces of steel. Holding them are two blue-robed figures, partially obscured by the shadows. You can see two lamps on the desk, and there are open books lying upon them.

"Who are you?" the one on the right asks.

Alexander
" Holy "
The teeth were large. Bigger than an Apes inscizor teeth. I felt the hot stinky breath upon my skin. It sent shivers up my spine. I could smell the stink only comparable to that of rotting flesh. I fidgeted in an attempt to free myself from this hideous monster. I riggled my arms and was able to brake my left arm free. The wound previously inflicted upon me burned with the intensity of a thousand suns. I cocked my left fist back and prepared to throw a good shots the demons way.

Shiromoto

I bring my blade down, hoping to hit the oncoming creature somewhere so that it'll stop. "Die you unholy bastards!"

Alexander

Mindlessly, the creatures stumble forward, their heads moving towards you as they prepare to bite you. Their movements are unsteady and slow, they seem to be moving at a crawl.

Shiromoto

You feel your blade shear through fetid rotting flesh as it cleaves one of the creatures in half. The other lunges forward, clawing clumsily at your face with its hands.

Shiromoto

With the relief of one gone, I let my guard down a bit before noticing the other coming at me. I tried to react fast and tried to bring my blade up quizk to defend myself.

Shiromoto

The creatures claws meet your blade, and the impact drives it into its hand. Although you do not sever the hand, the blade cuts deeply into it. Ignoring the wound as if it doesn't exist, the creature slashes at your face with its other claw.

Sirius

As you enter the room, you find yourself facing two strangely twisted and weirdly designed pieces of steel. Holding them are two blue-robed figures, partially obscured by the shadows. You can see two lamps on the desk, and there are open books lying upon them.

"Who are you?" the one on the right asks.

"I am your demise wizard scum" I answered while reaching for my sword.

I cut the first thing in two, and grabbed the other one.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I asked

Sirius

As I said, don't assume your actions all work. This is why.

As you cleave the first object in half, the second bursts with arcane magic. A burst of energy flies from its tip, slamming into you and hurling you into a wall. A sharp pain sears through your chest and you suddenly feel light-headed. Dropping the item, the second wizard begins chanting, magic gathering about him. The other wizard drops back behind the first, and also begins chanting.

Sirius

In agony from the pain of the magic, I stumble towards the wizards.

I summon all of my strength, pull out my guns and point them in the wizards faces.

"Stop chanting or I'll shoot!"

Sirius

The wizards weave out of the way and two flashes of light burst from their hands, flying at you.

Sirius

For some reason, time is slowing down. I can see the magic bursts slowly moving towards me.

"What is happening to me?" I thought as I attempted to dodge the magic bursts.

What about my character? Did you miss my post? post #20.

Shiromoto

The creature's claws meet your blade, and the impact drives it into its hand. Although you do not sever the hand, the blade cuts deeply into it. Ignoring the wound as if it doesn't exist, the creature slashes at your face with its other claw.

Sirius

You just barely manage to dodge the bursts, and they slam into the door, hitting it with great force. However, the door doesn't even shudder at the blast, an obvious sign of the magic's power.

Name: Rogir Aleksandrvich
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Nationality: Russian citizen, naturalized American
Organization: The Organization
Class: Psychic Warrior
Equipment: Camo-depends on area of deployment, silenced .308 sniper rifle with modifacations for accuracy and a scope, silenced 9mm pistol, armor-piercing .308 rounds, 9mm Teflon rounds, combat knife, off-white business suit- when civilian cover is needed
Appearance: Combat knife in hedden pocket in sleeve, sniper dissasembled and carried in briefcase with ammo for guns, hidden under paperwork, pistol in inside pocket of coat. He wears an off-white business suit with a white button-up shirt. He is short, but well-built.
History: Rogir was trained by the Russians to be in the KGB, but was kicked out when the KGB disbanded. He moved to Seattle to start a new life and has stayed there since. He works at an electronics company.
Personality and Behavior: suspicious, yet trusting once you can get him to trust you, slow to forget friends and enemies. He is somewhat secluded and rarely shares his opinions.
Time Zone: GMT -4
Hours expected to be online: 6-9 p.m.

OOC: Sorry. :laughing:

Shiromoto

The rotting hand scratches hard on my face, much harder than the last. "Oh fuck!" I try to get back my blade and try a swing at it's stomach.

Sirius

You just barely manage to dodge the bursts, and they slam into the door, hitting it with great force. However, the door doesn't even shudder at the blast, an obvious sign of the magic's power.

Sirius

I raised my sword above my head about to strike.

Rogir Aleksandrvich

Approved, obviously :)

It's about midnight, and you arrive at Chinatown bus tunnel just in time to see a hispanic woman come running up, screaming something about raging bums and sword-wielding men. She looks panicked, but may not require memory alteration, though you are not sure.

Down below, you hear what sounds like a sword cutting through brittle bone and the sound of claws tearing at flesh.

Shiromoto

Your face suddenly feels as if it has spontaneously combusted with pain as your sword strikes the creature solidly in the stomache and evicerates it, pulling rotting intestines out as it swings through. The creature moans and staggers, before raising its hand again and clumsily striking at your sword-arm.

Sirius

The figure closest to you raises his hand and a glowing shield of energy appears before him. The other figure raises his hand and begins chanting another spell.

I assess the situation quickly, then tell the lady to stay there and sneak down into the fight, drawing my silenced pistol and removing the safety once I was completely out of sight. I then hide in the shadows and attempt to find what is making the noise.

Shiromoto

"You're not getting me this time!" I attempt to dodge the strike and aim my blade for the creature's head, trying to end this quickly.

Alexander
I sent my fist forward. The smell was so putrid. I felt nauseous.

Alexander

Your fist takes the creature in the chest, blasting it backwards and into the wall. The sound of snapping bones fills your ears as it crumples to the ground in a pile of dessicated flesh and bone. The other creature lunges forward clumsily, in an attempt to charge you.

Shiromoto

The claws whizz by your head as your blade takes the creatures head off in one swoop, causing its body to drop to the ground.

Rogir

As you enter you see two other operatives engaged against several humanoid creatures with rotting flesh and lifeless eyes. The stench of rotting flesh is unbearable. Before your eyes one of the operatives sweeps the head cleanly off one of the creatures with a sword and another sends one of the creatures flying into the wall with his bare hands.

You see another of the creatures lying in two pieces near the operative with the sword, obviously his handiwork. There is one creature left standing, and it is lunging at the bare-handed operative.

Shiromoto

Takes a moment to settle a bit. "Well, I've gotten mine. Now I need to go help my partner." I run over to him and stop, thinking that he should be able to handle this on his own but I stay just in case if something goes wrong.

Alexander
" Ugh that mug stank more than rotting flesh" I said.
I was pumped with adrenaline. I was ready to take on anything. I noticed another man about to take out a demon.

I assume that they have the situation under control, and go back to talk to the Hispanic person.

Alexander

As you turn to observe your partner the creature slams into your belly, knocking you to the ground. Its rotting body's weight holds you down as it raises its claw to slash at your face.

Shiromoto

You see the other creature take your partner down, slamming into him and dropping him to the ground.

Rogir

The woman is wide-eyed and in near hysterics.

Shiromoto

My eyes widen and I bring my blade up. I charge at the remaining creature, planning to buts it's back. I jump and bring my blade down, hoping it doens't move.

Shiromoto

Your sword sinks into the creatures back, ichor spraying all over Alexander. The creature shudders and goes limp, before collapsing on Alexander.

Alexander

The creature suddenly goes limp, dropping on you and spraying black, foul-smelling ichor all over you.

Shiromoto

"Oh snap!" I heave the creature off of my partner and then I help him up. "You ok man? Those things were pretty easy...*feels pain where they scratched*...but man do they reek."

I try and calm her down.

Shiromoto

It was my intent to wait for Forbidden_Romance, but if he doesn't post soon I'll just continue your story.

Rogir

She eventually seems to calm down and begins rambling about being attacked by a bunch of filthy bums. Eventually her voice grows more calm and upset, and she seems to have blocked the sword from her memory entirely.

OOC: :up: Gotcha.

Is it too late for me to join? If I can:

Name: Ray Ultima
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Nationality: Asian
Organization: The Organization
Class: Wizard.
Equipment: A staff (Mage use Staff, right?), wear a robe and sometimes he wear normal clothes to prevent from being captured.
Appearance: Black eyes and hair, tanned skin, averaged 14-kid size.
History: Ray is originally an Asian but his face doesn't look like Asian so he was banned from his family, someones save him and train him at the Wizard Academy until he becomes a wizard, Ray can't forget the day where he is banned but he did not wished for revenge, Ray run from the academy and join The Organization for some reasons.
Personality and Behavior: Very immature, thinking about small little thing but he is smart. He will become panic when thing get on his nerve and forget everything, he also have high determination.
Time Zone: GMT +7
Hours expected to be online: 10 p.m.-1.30 a.m.

Can I join, hope I can? Ok, I'm offline!

Shiromoto

You hear the swish of robes and the steady clack of hard shoes on the cement. Before your eyes a man dressed in black robes and wearing the mark of the Demonic Legion steps into the dim lighting.

"I thought I heard something," he says calmly.

Ray Ultima

You stand outside the entrance to the old underground city that has been used for the tours. You can feel magic emanating from below, and you have been charged with the duty of investigating it and neutralizing the problem if there is one.

Shiromoto

I pick up my partner and set him behind me, with one of my hands firmly gripping my sword still. I never take my eyes off of the man as I do this. Once my partner was behind me, I got in a stance. "Why are you here?"I notice the mark."So...you aren't here to catch the subway I suppose?"I grin at him.

I ask her if she is hurt.

Shiromoto

The man chuckles. "A subway? In Seattle? That dream's as fleeting as the hope that you will someday defeat us."

Rogir

The woman nods and waves you off before walking away.

I go down to the subway with my gun in my hand, although still concealed in my shirt, and hide in the same spot as last time to see if everything is under control.

Shiromoto

"We will defeat you! It's only a matter of time! It is...inevitable."I grin at him while holding my stance as well.

Shiromoto

"Defeat us? You can hardly defend yourself," the man says, sweeping his hand over the defeated zombies. "If you can barely win against a pack of weak zombies, how do you expect to defeat the entire Legion?"

Rogir

You see one of the Organization members slumped against a wall behind the other Organization member, who has his sword drawn. He is talking to a man wearing black robes with the symbols of the Demonic Legion.

I'll give this a go. :)

Name:
Constantine Artemus
Gender:
Male
Age:
24
Nationality:
Caucasion, American Citizen
Organization:
Not currently alligned with any Organization, skills-for-hire basis.
Class:
Infiltrator
Equipment:
*Stainless Steel Dagger. 17 inches in length: 5 inch hilt, 12 inch blade. Used for lethal close-quarters combat.
*Collapsable Metal Rod. 6 inches collapsed, 14 inches extended. Used for non-lethal close-quarters combat, as well as a blackjack for knocking out unsupecting enemies.
*M-34 Handgun. Basic sidearm. Used when Constantine wants some distance from his target.
*Ammunition. Basic 9mm ammunition for Constantine's M-34.
*Silencer. Greatly reduces the sound of his M-34.
*Basic Lockpicking Set. Can handle simple door locks.
*Reinforced Leather Gloves. Protects hands when fighting physically. Also useful for climbing. Leave no trace of fingerprints.
Appearance:
5'11". 152 lbs. Good-looking. Short hair. Lithe and muscular. Typically wears dark blue jeans, a dark colored T-shirt, a knee-length dark jacket, and a black fedora. Equipment in worn on a utility-type belt around the waist, hidden behind the jacket.
History:
Only child of a wealthy real estate agent, Constantine rarely went wanting. He was noted as being both bright and charismatic, with a knack for connecting with people. As he grew he became involved in sports, often being noted for being an exceptional athelete, though he focused mainly on kickboxing, acrobatics, and marksmanship. After his father passed away due to heart failure, Constantine was left to fend for himself, his mother stricken clinically insane with grief. Finding excitment in a life of crime, he began to hone his skills as a thief and assassin, despite his better-than-most upbringing. He currently lives in a small apartment, taking offers wherever he can get them.
Personality and Behavior:
Constantine is jovial and enjoys the company of others. He's been known to be both a womanizer and partier, yet he knows when to buckle down and deal with business. Due to years of card playing, he enjoys injecting most meetings with excitment, throwing bluffs and feints into his conversations when they seem appropriate to him. All-around nice fellow, unless, of course, he's being payed to kill you.
Time Zone:
Pacific Standard Time
Hours expected to be online:
Almost always sometime between 8:00PM and 10:00PM, with Wednesday as an exception. Always between 4:00 and 5:00 PM.

Just throw me in wherever you want. :)

I take aim at his head with my pistol, but try to remain hidden.

Shiromoto

"In due time...in due time."*hand tenses on sword*

Ray Ultima[/b]

You stand outside the entrance to the old underground city that has been used for the tours. You can feel magic emanating from below, and you have been charged with the duty of investigating it and neutralizing the problem if there is one.

I try to sneak in quietly to avoid fighting. As I walked in further, I see something unclear, I'm getting panic... so I take a breath, with a count of three, I will run away, but the unclear is faster than I thought, it attack me...

Constantine

While lying on your bed in your appartment, you feel the presence of the shadow creeping around outside.

Rogir and Shiromoto

The man chuckles.

"Do you honestly think you can oppose me?" he says, magic coursing around his body.

Ray Ultima

Please do not make your own scenarios. I am the one who controls how the scenarios are going, only control your own character's actions. For example, I hadn't planned on something to be chasing you right now, but I am going to roll with it this time.

A massive, feline-like beast with whip-like tendrils on its back leaps out at you and knocks you to the ground, its jaws going for your throat in an attempt to quickly slay you.

Constantine quickly got out of bed, being as quiet as possible and moving by instinct, leaving his lights off. He put on his belt and slide his gun into it's place, before heading over to the window. Peering out, he tried to see whatever he had sensed, hoping it was nothing. He really didn't feel like having to deal with anything strange at the moment, as if he had a choice.

Hope its not to late to sign up


Name: Kyle
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Nationality: America, white
Organization: The Organization
Class: Enlightened one
Equipment: Blade Knuckles, bag of Caltrops, one Grenage, Nightvision Goggles. (Tell me if any of thats restricted please.) Heres a picture of the knuckles
http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f230/sobeahero/images.jpg

Appearance: Short Brown hair, green eyes. Stand about 5'7. When off missions he wears baggy jeans and random T Shirts. He wears his Jeans baggy because along the top rims of them he can easily conceal his knuckles from sight, which along wiht his nightvision Goggles are the only peices of equipment he'll normally carry with him.

History: He was born and raised in Seattle Washington. He always seemed to be stronger than everyone else he knew so was never bullyed. He had always been the one to protect others from the bullies and stood up for people he didn't know. Finally when he was out of highschool he ran into a guy getting beat up by a gang of thugs. Sai went to the mans defense, but for the first time he had lost. The guy he was fighting seemed to have a strange Aura about him that gave him power. The man told Sai that he was far to weak to defend anyone. It was shortly after this Sai started training himself in martial arts in order to gain strengh, and thats when a strange man approached him, telling him he was chosen. Sai followed the man to an organization full of people with similar Aura's to the man he lost to. HE found out he was born with the ability to use Ki energy, and decieded to stay with the Organization. (This next part you may not agree with, so feel free to say no to it.) The past month Sai has been acting as a member of Demonic Legion in order to keep the organization updated on whatever Sai could send to them.
Personality and Behavior: Sai is a very freindly guy. Occasionally he will start talking to random people at bus stations and such. He is calm in most situations, but tends to fly off the handle when someone hurts a close friend. He loves to joke around, at times even in the middle of a mission you'll find him making an amusing comment, though at times his humour is considered quite odd to most people and finds things funny that most poeple wouldn't. Unless its during a Job or about the organization, Sai Tends to answer anything truthfully.

Time Zone: Mountain time I believe, but I'm up usualy at night anyway. As for hours I'm on, for the next couple of months I'll be no a lot, so I should be able to pair with just about anyone.

I continue to keep the gun trained on his head, but try to move in closer without being detected.

OOC: I will not be on again until sunday night/monday morning because I will be camping.

Shiromoto

"Can't you hear? Time! In time I will be able to, I will have the strength. I know I'm not going to die tonight so I know that this will become a reality and you will all fall!"Anger fills mu face.

I attempt to counter the attack...but failed. the monster look fierce, but I'll try...

OOC: Soory for that, Behold The Void.

Constantine

A clawed hand crashes through the window, reaching for your throat.

Kyle

You feel a subtle probing of your mind as you sleep. While you are an Enlightened One and possessed of a strong will, the past month of working as a double agent have definitely taken their toll on your psyche.

Kyle, get up. The Legion needs you.

Shiromoto and Rogir

The man laughs mirthlessly.

"You 'know' that you will not die tonight? Allow me to disabuse you of that notion!"

He raises his hand and three bursts of magical energy emerge from his hand and hurl themselves at you with great force and speed.

Ray

Don't worry, just try to avoid it in the future.

As the beast prepares to tear your throat out, you feel a burst of energy and it is torn off of you and smashed into a wall, where it crumples and lies still.

"Are you all right?" you hear a female voice ask.

Kyle

Kyle picks himself up, "What is it you need of me?"

Leaping back from the window, Constantine drew and aimed his sidearm in one fluid motion. As soon as he landed he fired a shot, reaching with his other hand to where his knife lay on his desk.

Ray

"I wish I am" I said, but *wonders*

Shiromoto

I quickly attempt to dodge the bursts by ducking and jumping to the side.

Kyle

Some Organization operatives are being troublesome. I want them eliminated.

Constantine

The silencer muffles a great deal of the sound of gunfire as the bullets impact with the creatures arm, tearing large wounds into it. You hear an animalistic shriek of pain as the arm is drawn away from the door.

Ray

You hear footsteps echo through the halls, and someone offers their hand to you to help you up.

"Here," she says in a soft voice.

Shiromoto

One of the bursts slams into your chest and knocks you backwards, but the other two slam into the ground without causing any harm. The man raises his hand again, and green energy swirls around him as he starts chanting.

Kyle
Just tell me were to go and I'll be on it.

OOC: Just incase it will make a difference I won't be able to hop on this evening after five. I believe I'm in mountain time, and can't check for a few hours.

Shiromoto

"Ah!"I grasp my chest in pain as I plummet to the ground. I get up to see him chanting."No you won't!"I ran at him with my blade unsheathed and attempted to cut off his hand that he raised.

Curious at what he had just shot, and still full of adrenaline, Constantine quickly gathered his things. Throwing on his jacket as he placed his knife and metal rod in place, he quickly slipped on his shoes, then his gloves. Placing his gun back in it's holster, but keeping his hand ready to draw it, he ran out his front door, looking to where the... thing had been.

Kyle

They're in the bus tunnel, confronting one of our necromancers. Kill them.

Shiromoto

The man dodges aside, but the fey energies he was gathering dissipate in a flash of bright color as his concentration was broken.

"Damn you!" he says, raising his other hand. A slender wand appears from his sleeve and it flashes with light before firing a lightning bolt at you.

Constantine

You hear the scratching of claws along the appartment roof as you leave your own flat (I'm assuming that your door goes out to an outside hallway). Suddenly, a winged, humanoid creature bursts from above you, one of its claws dangling uselessly at its side and the other claw arcing towards your face.

Kyle

Throws on his Legion Uniform and heads down to the subway with his equipment.
Looks like my mission here is going to come to an ubrupt end soon he thought to himself as he went to aid his ORganization allies.

Shiromoto

I try and bend my body while in the air to dodge the lightning bolt.

As soon as he heard the scratching, Constantine had looked up. When he saw the creature, he dove forward, stretching out his arms. As soon as he felt his hands connect with the floor, he absorbed the energy of his momentum, then pushed off, spinning to face the creature as he landed, his gun having returned to his hand.

"Thanks" I said. I take her hand. What a soft voice!

As he is chanting I shoot at him and quickly pull the gun down from the recoil and shoot him again.

Kyle

You hear a gunshot and the discharge of magical energy from the tunnel.

Shiromoto and Rogir

Shiromoto manages to dodge the lightning bolt, which blasts a sizeable hole in the crater.

Just as Shiromoto dodges, the bullets burst from Rogir's gun, but before they touch the man they are turned aside by a shimmering barrier of magic.

Ignoring the gunshot, the man begins chanting again.

Ray

She helps you to your feet, and you can see that she is wearing mage robes, much as you are.

"Are you injured?" she asks.

Seeing the gun won't be much help, I put it up, draw my knife, and sneak behind the mage.

Void, should I just keep going, or did you just forget to update mine?

Kyle

Quickly I charge down the hallway to see if I can Identify which members of the ORganiztion are here, but moreso to see if I know anything about the Necromancer that is here.

Shiromoto

I look to see who shot at the man and then I focus my self back on the threat at hand. I go to slash his raised hand once again.

Constantine

CRAP! Sorry.

The creatures features are twisted and beastial as it snarls at you, before rushing heedlessly forward, its claw slashing at you.

Kyle

You see a man draw a knife and begin to circle around a black-robed figure as another slashes at the robed figure with his sword, disrupting a spellcasting attempt. The robed figure's clothing is adorned with skulls and various other symbols of the Demonic Legion, while the other two figures do not have any visible affiliation symbols, making them more than likely Organization members.

Shiromoto and Rogir

The necromancer hisses and dodges out of the way as Shiromoto's sword gashes him in the side, drawing blood. Energy surges around him as his spell is disrupted, and he moves his hand to one of his robe pockets.

Shiromoto

*turns with a glare in his eyes*"Scared now?"*goes at him again*

No problem man. :)

Constantine quickly aimed his gun at the creatures head, then fired three rounds as he steadily backed up.

Kyle

"Yo!" Kyle, says to the three, "Here to help against these organization guys, Looks like your a little beat there," he says looking right at the Necro, "Should I take over and give you a break there, or are ya doin fine on your own."

Ray

"No, thanks for the help" I said. *Watching the girl a little bit longer* umm...How do I start this.....

Shiromoto

I've liked the style you've been using thus far. Why are you lapsing into the style I routinely berate other RP-goers for using?

Your blade misses as the man dodges back and draws a wand, unleashing a lightning bolt at you. Behind you you hear someone hail the man, asking if he needs aid.

Kyle

You see the Organization member slash at the Demonic Legion member, only to have the Demonic Legion member dodge back and draw a wand, firing a lighting bolt at the Organization member.

Constantine

The creature's head snaps back from the bullets, its neck cracking. Gurgling blood, it pitches backwards before sinking into a inky black pit that opens beneath it.

Ray

"How do you start what?" the girl asks, a bit puzzled.

Kyle
"Looks like yoru doing fine then," guess that means its time to interfere. Pulls the pin on his one grenade and rolls it between the current fighters not even trying to hide it, keeping myself just outside the blast Radius.

Now that the immediate threat was over, Constantine relaxed. He took a minute to regain his composure and catch his breath, then returneed to his room, his mind full of questions. What was that thing? Why was it after him? Where had it gone after he had killed it? To his knowledge, it wasn't of this world, and he hadn't robbed any supernaturals that he knew of. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he ejected his partially spent clip, slowly refilling it with loose bullets as he pondered these and other questions.

OOC: Sorry. I did not have much to go by so that I could extend my post and make it a more intricate.

Shiromoto

My eyes widen as I focus on where his hand led. Pulling out a wooden wand I think quickly and try to hit the ground soon to kick away. The wan starts to light up and my toes were coming to that hard concrete that I know. The lightning appeared and I pushed off as hard and as fast as possible as to even have a chance of avoiding contact with it. While doing this, my mind was off focus when I hear someone actually asking this man for help. During this whole event, I wonder...is this tuly the day I die?

Ray

Urgh...ummm.....I mean.....how do I start....this...

Shiromoto and Kyle

The wand flares to life and unleashes a bolt of lightning as Shiromoto dances away. Just then, a grenade falls between where you were once standing and where the wizard is standing. The lightning bolt strikes him in the chest just as the grenade explodes, hurling the man's body like a ragdoll.

Constantine

As the clip slides into place, you hear a voice in your mind.

RUN!

Ray

"How do you start what? Do you need help with something?"

OOC: Wow, that didn't go remotely how I expected it, but meh, I guess in the end it works out.

Kyle

Charge after the Necro as He's flying back and attempt to slash into the wrist holding the wand with the bladed knuckles.

Shiromoto

*thinks: "Yes! Now is my chance!*As I came back to the ground, I once again pushed off. But I didn't go back, I went to forward towards the man with the wand. My target to strike: his right leg.

Constantine bolted upright. The voice had been so strong, it seemed as though it came from right beside him. At first he felt bit foolish, but soon decided that, given the way this night was going, it was best to play it safe and get out of his apartment, at least for a while. Sliding his gun back into place, he grabbed his fedora off of the hook it always hung on, then proceeded to leave the apartment complex. The cool night air felt nice as he stepped outside, heading toward downtown at a quick pace.

Name: Sabriel
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Nationality: White; American
Organization: The Organization
Class: Paladin
Equipment: Steel Saber, Whitened Steel Armor (covers entire body except head)
Appearance: Sabriel's hair is a very light blonde, nearly white. His eyes are red, yet calm. He has a lanky build, approximately 170 lbs. and 6'8". He wears a pitch black cloak under which he conceals his saber.
History: Sabriel decided he would become a paladin from a very young age, after witnessing a classmate being beaten up by local bullies. He joined the Organization at the age of 19. Since then, he has decided to hunt down demons wherever they may exist.
Personality/Behavior: Sabriel is very quiet. He speaks only when he feels it necessary. He is very loyal to the Organization. The only thing that surpasses his loyalty is his sense of honor and right and wrong. He avoids speaking to most members of the Organization because he doesn't want to accidentally hurt their feelings.
Time Zone: Eastern Time (U.S. and Canadien)
Hours Expected Online: Weekdays-7:00 PM to 10:00 PM; Weekends- 1:00 PM to 4:00 PM

Name: Maida (Mai/Maddy) Roselani
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Nationality: Half Asian half white; American
Organization: The Organization
Class: Infiltrator
Equipment: Two TEC-9s in a saxaphone case and however many exploding prinny plushies she cares to bring with her in her self made prinny backpack (For all of you sinners people who have no idea what a prinny is, it's one of these. (http://www.rpgfan.com/pics/phantomkingdom/art-018.jpg))
Appearance: Black tank top with a wicked looking pink bunny rabbit's head and a prinny patch sewed on, silver cloth choker with a small fake jem dangling from it, hand made prinny backpack (The mouth has an opening sealed off with velcro that opens up into the main compartment, and the pouch that all prinnies have is another compartment), jeans with yet another prinny patch sewed on, blue eyes, hair tied into two pig tails (it's color varies, but as of now she has it dyed a silvery color), Skull earrings and boots.
History: Mai always seems ahead of all the other children intellegence wise, though she seemed to act enough like one. Once when she was on a field trip in fourth grade, she was horrified to see a demon attack her class. Luckily, Organization members reached the place in time to prevent any casualties. Determined to help prevent others from meeting the same fate (And convinced that the fight was the coolest thing she'd ever seen), she hurried to ask the Organization members how she could help. After a show of skills, she was taken into the Organization.
Personality and Behavior: She tends to be fairly happy, though she knows when to stop the fooling and become serious. She enjoys sewing/making her own things, such as the countless prinny objects found in her room (Including the color coded prinny plushies with explosives planted in them), and also plays the saxaphone.
Time Zone: You should know-Pacific

Dear God Ciel Arismalas I hope I don't get mysteriously murdered for stealing and expanding on this idea @_@;

Ray

"Yes, I do" I said *Heartbeat* Well, I need to go back up. Will you mind.....

Kyle and Shiromoto

Both blades strike the body simultaneously, pinning him against the wall. It is at that point that you realize the combination of grenade and lightning bolt had already killed the man.

Constantine

You hear the sound of leathery wings as two shadows swoop overhead, circling you.

Sabriel

You stand in the old, underground city, in an area blocked from the public eye, even to the routine tours that take place there in the daytime. The wooded buildings are old and decrepit, and the air is stagnant and foul.

You see shadows flitting through the dark buildings. They are all man-sized, and your senses are warning you that they are dangerous. They are creatures of the shadow, and you are here to eliminate them.

Mai

You're standing in front of the dark and ramshackle building, the site of your next mission. There are some blood cultists inside that you have been charged with the task of eliminating. You know that they're fairly low rank, but they are armed.

Ray

I'm not sure what you're trying to get at but go ahead and change it.

OOC: I edited it back, check it, tell me if I have to change something.

Sabriel

Sabriel draws his saber. Holding it out in front of him, he carefully walks towards the dark shadows. He tests his blade's sharpness one last time before venturing closer.

OOC: I was busy w/ schoolwork so I couldn't get on.

Rogir- Seeing the fight is over, I put my weapons up and go to the people who killed the necromancer and ask the one who threw the grenade who he is.

Kyle

"Wow, that went differently then expectey," Kyle Grinned looking at Shirimoto, "So how was this pansy giving you a problem?" He adding jokingly.

Also looking at the guy who just addressed him, "normally I'd say I'm with the Demon freaks, but now that thats over, looks like I'm organization," Kyle laughed.

Constantine continued at his paced, slowly drawing his gun again. Then suddenly, he burst into a headlong sprint, running as fast as he could, his eyes darting in front of him, looking for a place of refuge that was still open at this hour. He knew he had gotten lucky earlier, and whatever these things were, they'd be a lot harder in thier natural element, with plenty of darkness and the night air to hide in.

Shiromoto

I sheath my blade and clap my hands together to get off the dust."Well, that takes care of him."I turn to the man that helped, and I extened my hand out towards him."Thank you for your assistance."I attempt at a smile.

Kyle

Pulls off one of his blade knuckles and shakes Shirimoto's hand, "Names Kyle, Double Agent of the ORganization, and you are?"

"Alright, let's see if I can't take down a few blood cultists." I say, grinning. I carefully lay my saxaphone case on the ground and open it, only allowing two very quiet clicks as the top pops up ever so slightly. After all, it couldn't help to try being silent, right?

I slowly lift off the top and let it rest on the ground, before pulling out the two TEC-9s that had been stashed inside the case rather than a saxaphone as one might normally expect. Hefting the two guns, I throw a single glance around once more to see if anyone was around to see me.

Shiromoto

"Shiromoto. I work for the Organization as well. Me and the one on the floor over there were assigned to be out here and that's how this all got started."

Kyle

"Well, you seem pretty beat, you guys should go report to the organization and I'll take a quick look around here," Kyle said putting back on his knuckle.

Shiromoto

I break away from his hand. "Alright, if you say so." I walk over and pick up my partner. I then walk out of the tunnel and head back to HQ.

Kyle

"By the way, Tell them I'll be back to report from my mission when I'm done here," Kyle said as he makes a run through the sewers to check for any other activities.

Shiromoto

I stop to hear him and then I reply. "Yes sir." I make my way out, hauling my friend with me.

Ray

"What? No I don't mind, go ahead," she says pleasantly.

Sabriel

As you draw closer you see that they are orcs, foul creatures that live within normal society and murder humans from the shadows. Physically, they are fairly close to humans in abilities, but they travel in packs and are generally a lot more malevolent.

You spot about four of them as one of them jumps out at you, slashing at you with a large battle-axe.

Shiromoto

Your ally is heavy, and the going is slow, but you encounter no resistance.

Kyle

The bus tunnel is otherwise abandoned, you see nothing else.

Rogir

After the introduction, Kyle runs off to scout and Shiromoto moves to report to the Organization.

Constantine

As you move under an alcove, you see a flash of lightand one of the beasts goes down, slamming into the ground and melting back into the shadows.

The other one shrieks and dives at you.

Mai

The area seems deserted, it appears nobody has noticed you, or simply doesn't care that you are there.

I leave the subway, and ask someone where I can get a paper, somewhat annoyed at myself because I couldn't find it myself with all of my training.

Sabriel

Sabriel rolls to the side and thrusts his blade into the orc's neck. He then begins to whirl his blade in circles towards the other three orcs.

Shiromoto

Through the long night, I carry my ally through the dead, abandoned streets of the city. It is not just his weight that delays me. I stumble here and there due to the pain that that man caused me. But, at around 4 in the morning, I see lights shinign brightly ahead through my blurred vision. I smile in relief. "Finally...The Organization Head Building." I looked at my friend, who was still out and asleep, and then back at the building. I gave myself a nod and then started my way across the road to the entrance of the building.

Kyle

Well, quess there's no need to hurry back, Kyle though as he leisurly strolled back to head quarters.

Deciding that he had a much better chance, what with the sudden change in the odds, Constantine turned to face the flying shadow. Raising his gun, he aimed for the creatures chest, it's head providing too small of a target. He squeezed the trigger three times, the hiss of the bullets barely audible above the shrieking.

"Look's like no one's around." I murmur to myself, before looking back at the building. "Here goes..." I say, a determined half smile playing on my lips as I enter the building.

Ray

Well, I...will.....m-miss.....you..., *Run up* huff.....I'm so stupid. Dang, forget about it.....HUH!!! Forget to investigate that place!!!!!

Rogir

It's still early in the morning, about 1:00 AM, but there are plenty of news boxes around that have papers in them.

Sabriel

Your blade rips the orc's head from its body and cuts down another orc. The other two manage to dodge out of the way as they fan out, holding their axes menacingly. As the now dead orcs' bodies fall to the ground, they seem to melt and are consumed by the shadows.

In tandem, both orcs charge at you, swinging their axes with great ferocity.

Shiromoto

You find yourself innundated by several Organization medics as they all rush in with stretchers for you and your friend. You are both laid out and carted into the infirmiry, where you are taken to rest and be examined.

You can either go ahead and talk to the doctors or whatever, or I'll just let you skip ahead to when you're released, which will be noon-ish the next day.

Kyle

As you're strolling through the streets, you feel a pair of eyes in the back of your neck, as if you're being watched.

Constantine

Your bullets tear through the creature's body. It shrieks and falls to the ground. It skids along the cement as it's neck is broken, before coming to a stop near you. Within an instant, the shadows rise up to claim its body.

Mai

As you enter, you see a few nasty-looking men. One is a big and rather burly, scar-covered man holding a massive lead pipe, and the other two are robed in blood red, with hoods that obscure their faces.

"Oy!" the big man says. "What're you doing here, kid? Scram!"

Ray

The woman stops moving deeper and stops, turning. "You what?" she asks.

OOC: I'll go with the talkin.

Shiromoto

"No, really doctor. I'm just fine. Only exhausted." I try to explain that I do not need any help as they heave me onto a stretcher.

Still panting slightly, and full of adrenaline, Constantine holstered his gun and began to look around, trying to see where the flash of light had come from. It had kind of looked like lightning to him, but given the way things were going, he wouldn't be surprised if it was UFO's, or something stranger.

Kyle

[I]Couldn't just get home safely, could I? Looks like they're already after me.[I/] Kyle thought to himself. He begins to slow his pace and readies his knuckles, keeping an eye out for his pursuer.

I go to one of the closer stands and buy a national paper, then I find a place to sit down and read it.

OOC: Does the girl mean me(Ray)?

Ray

How do I go back?....................

"Ah... whoops..." I say, an innocent look on my face with my two guns behind my back. "Y'see... I'm pretty sure this is the right place... This is the address... the one where the blood cultists are, right?" Smiling brightly, I pull out the TECs-9s and shoot several times, the shots aimed at the two cloaked in red, though with one eye on the big guy just in case.

Shiromoto

"Nonsense," the doctor says briskly as you're lifted onto the stretcher.

"You've taken a hit by a lightning bolt, you're in no condition to still be standing."

Constantine

You see a tall man wearing a dark trenchcoat step out of the shadows. He has brown hair and eyes, as well as a pale complexion.

"You looked like you could use a little help," he says with a grin, lightning still flaring around his hand.

Kyle

You hear a low growl and a canine creature leaps out from above you, a burst of flame streaming from its mouth and flying at you.

Rogir

The paper looks to be about normal, but your training is allowing you to pick up on more than most people would. The wealth of killings around the world are an almost sure sign of the rising tide of the shadow creatures.

Ray

Yes

"Oh, you need to know how to get out? Just go that way," she says, pointing in the direction of the exit.

Mai

The men have barely any chance for surprise to register on their faces before they are knocked to the ground, the bullets going through their brains and ending their lives.

Sabriel

Sabriel flips forward behind the orcs, and then does a horizontal slash across their backs.

Constantine stared at him for a minute, keeping his face deadpan. Then he let out a quick laugh, walking over to the strange man.

"Well, let's just say I've never rejected any. Thanks for taking care of that... thing."

He extended his hand, then realized that would have the man using his still-sparking hand to return the gesture. He quickly switched hands, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"So, I take it your not just a random do-gooder who can shoot lightning and wanted to do his good deed for the day. Care to tell me what all of this is?"

I move away from the man with the lead pipe, shooting as I go. I'm not too worried about him, but as they say, you can't be too careful.

Sabriel

The orcs go down, a splash of black ichor shooting from their backs before they are reclaimed by the shadows.

Constantine

The man laughs and proffers his other hand, shaking his sparking hand until the lightning is gone.

"Well, just your friendly neighborhood sorcerer, keeping the streets safe from lesser demons like that. You looked like you could use a bit of help."

He looks around.

"I think we should be safe for the moment. The Organization's got its hands full handling these threats, and agents that live on the outside are having even more problems than before. As went the old movie line, the Shadow knows, and indeed it does, especially where it's foes are concerned."

Mai

You riddle the corpses with bullets, and they all slump to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Shiromoto

"We're expendable anyways. I don't see the need to be wasting your time and money on us." Before the doctor could speak I added on. "Oh and by the way. We met another from The Organization, he is a double agent. He said he'd be back soon."

Constantine stepped back, surprised.

"Wait, Organization? You mean the 'group that fights demons to save the world' or whatever? Are you telling me that thing actually exists? Huh, always thought it was just another urban legend, like the alligators in the sewer thing. Of course, the way the nights going, it's probably the only thing that makes any sense at all."

He glanced back at where the creature had disappeared before continuing.

"Anyway, my name is Constantine."

(Oh, all of them were gone already? Sorry, I thought the big one was still there :laughing: Strike that, if that's ok...)

"Awww... that was way too easy..." I say, disappointed. "I guess they really did mean it when they said that the guys were low rank..." I shrug and look around the room curiously.

Kyle: Rolls backwards to avoid the flame, also making it so when the creature lands he will hopefully be in front of me.

Ray

"Ok Thanks"......I wonder if I will meet her again...*Go up* Need to return back to the Organization but....

Shiromoto

"I'll pass that along to the higher ups then. And don't go thinking you're expendable. Skilled hunters are hard to find, and we want to have as close to a 100% survivability rate as we can from mission to mission. The ressurection costs are enormous."

Constantine

"Yep, that'd be us. Most 'aware' people are aware of us, I'm surprised you didn't believe in us. I'm Varen, a wizard, in case you couldn't tell."

Kyle

The massive dog lands in front of you.

"So, you ARE a traitor, human," it says through clenched teeth. It's voice is harsh and grating, and its eyes blaze with hatred.

It's fur is black and matted, and its fangs are elongated and razor sharp. It has menacing claws on its paws, and its ears are matted and torn.

Ray

As you move up, you get the feeling that you're being watched.

Mai

The corpses begin to become enveloped by shadows, and you feel energy surging out from them.

Shiromoto

I glare at the doctor with strong disbelief. "...whatever..." With that said my body fails, I lay back, my eyes closed...I passed out.

I leave the city and rest in a forested area close by, refreshed by the absence of lights and natural sounds..

Name: Iosif
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Nationality : Russian
Orginization: None
Class: Infiltrator
Equipment: 2 silenced 9 mm pistols, combat knife, PDA, cell phone,laptop (when needed)
Appearance: 5"11, 150 pounds, Black short hair, glasses,blue eyes, wears baggy black pants (not gangster like, just a little baggy) and a black long sleeved coat with a white shirt underneath, wears a baseball cap most of the time, has his pistols strapped to his legs, combat knife by his ankle, PDA + cell ohone in coat pockets, and if the occassion calls for it a black briefcase which holds his laptop.
History: Born and raised in Moscow, Iosif has experienced the last years of the USSR, and in the new information age, has strived to become the best at computers. By no means puny, he is somewhat muscular, but doesnt rely on his brute force. Instead, if he gets in a scratch, if persuasion fails, then he disables the opposition with his knife, and as a last resort he uses his pistols. A hacker from his teen years, his main occupation is to go and splice money from government terminals, and has wanted posters of him everywhere around Moscow, although none have caught his face or figure too well, for he works at night and works in the shadow. He has always had this ability to sense evil, with its minions of demons, and never goes outside anymore due to a fateful winter night when he turned 16. He was walking with a few of his friends, a European girl named Sabrielle who he loved and his fellow Russian pal Vladimir. As they walked along, they found themselves in the midst of a struggle between the Orginazation and The Demonic Legion. Sadly, a hail of bullets came to the youths, and only Iosifs extra sensory abilities along with his speed saved him. When both groups later tried to recruit him, he refused, stating that they both have no morality, a reason probably fuelled by his friend and lovers death. Ever since, he has managed to make his own little group of similar Chosen, who dont aid or hinder either group, but just wants to recruit more Chosen to prevent other people from experiencing Iosifs tradgedy ever again.
Personality/Behavior: Loves computers, and a technical genius with them. Also, his slick with and uncannny persuasion skills manages to win more friends than enemies. Generally kind and caring, he looks after other humans in need, but when cornered or on a mission, he will do anything to stay alive and complete the job, anything.
Time zone : Pacific
Time on: usually from about 5 PM - 9 PM weekdays, 12 PM- 10 PM weekends

Constantine leaned back, stretching his arms above his head before he continued.

"So, Varen, do you mean to say that I am one of the 'aware' people? If so, what does that have to do with me being attacked by flying freaks and hearing voices in my head? Am I supposed to know something I don't, or did I just piss off the wrong folks?"

"Oh crap, that can't be good..." I say, backing up a bit and readying my guns. I wonder briefly if the Organization knew about this, but decide quickly that if I really want to find out, I'll have to take care of the creatures first.

Name: Karmine (car mine/gah mine)
Gender: Y
Age: 21
Nationality: Caucasian
Organization: the Gundark Gang
Class: Enlightened One
Equipment: A pair of short blades. He almost never carries the same pair.
Appearance: He stands at 5'8" and weighs 159 pounds. He has a slight tan. He has an Axel-red hairstyle and ice-blue eyes. He can't grow facial hair aside from his sideburns which are not always there. He wears a red, hooded, sleeveless jacket with a white shirt underneath. The jacket has white flames at the bottom and running up a third of the zipper line. He wears black cargo shorts with white&red flames and a pair of white&red blitzers (his shoes).
History: One of several infants kidnapped shortly after his birth, Karmine and others were taken to a secret facility where they intended to experiment on them. Unfortunately, it was not long before Karmine's "chosen one" powers awoke and he and his adopted sibling, Ashz leveled the facility with their unusual powers.
Karmine has an aptitude for manipulating ice and cold weather. He has the ability to make blades of ice, however, without a solid object acting as the foundation, the blade will shatter upon contact. It will still do damage, but at most, it will be a slight cut.
The Gundark Gang: A group of ten individuals kidnapped and experimented on at various secret facilities. All possess powers which give them control over various elements and all are talented in physical combat. Most have special attacks, elemental or otherwise, which they have named and shout aloud before using. Their leader Knitely has recently disappeared and all members are desperately looking for him. Karmine's brother Ashz has ceased contact which worries Karmine because Ashz . . . is dangerous. Knitely is also the only one of the group aware of the "chosen ones."
Void, I'm just going to Hyperlink a sheet containing the Gundark Files tomorrow, okay?
Time Zone: Pacific
Hours expected to be online: Mon-Wed-Fri = anytime between 10:00am and 6:00pm for two/three consecutive hours. Tues-Thurs = est 3:15-4:30pm. Depends on whether we hit the library after work. Sat-Sun = anytime between 1:00pm and 4:30pm for two consecutive hours if possible.
I'm not always going to be able to post. There may be times I don't respond even within my timeframe. There may also be days when I'm at a computer without a 1-3 hour time limit. I'll make sure you know on those days.

Sabriel

"That was too easy," Sabriel mutters. "Then again, most orcs are brainless oafs..."

Sabriel sheathed his sabre underneath his cloak, and he began to run through the streets to report back to the Organization.

Shiromoto

You awaken some time later, lying in a relatively hard but not uncomfortable bed.

Rogir

Your rest is uninterrupted until the sun stains the morning sky.

Iosif

While most hunters of shadow have to rely upon their organization's own tracking, skilled hunters and those "aware" have found other ways to monitor them through skillfull use of computers and specially placed websites.

And thus you find yourself there today, sitting in front of a computer getting a report on an influx of shadow energy quite near you. The site of what could prove to be a grizzly murder, should no action be taken.

Constantine

The shadow are drawn to the aware. It is... inevitable. As we become aware, we become one of two things. A threat, or a powerful ally. The shadow intend to gain our services, or ensure that those who oppose them do not.

Mai

The bodies coalesce into dark, winged creatures that begin to slowly rise, black liquid peeling off of their arms to reveal red scales underneath.

Karmine

Sure

The night air is sharp, and the scent of blood carries to your nostrils. Something is wrong, and it is very close.

Sabriel

As you turn your back, you hear the click of a gun and the echo of a shot being fired.

"And let me guess, you want me to help you and your little Organization, now that I am 'aware', right?"

Kyle

"Yeah, about that, sorry," kyle chuckled as he used his right hand to slash at the creatures legs and his left to gaurd.

Shiromoto

"Huh? Wha-?"I get up slowly to look around. Nothing but mostly white and some medical supplies on a stand. I relax and lay back down."Unbelievable..."I say as I put my hand over my face.

Ray

*Walking*"Why am I having a bad feeling?"*Keep walking*
I do not feel so good...*Thinking*
"Who's there!?"

"Hmm? whats this? Demonic energy? Meh, just a daywanderer i guess.....What??? So close?" It was 1 blocks south, 2 houses west. "That cant be right!" I gazed at the clock. It was merely 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Although it was rare, evil had been known to sometimes venture in the daylight. If it was strong enough. I picked up my cellphone and dialed Voin's number. A few ringtones later...
"Voin here."
"Voin, this is Iosif, get your butt down here on the double."
"Ey Boss, whats the rush? Lose your carkeys or something?" *chuckles*
"No, not this time, you know I dont drive, I can beat any of the slowpokes who drive nowadays."
"Yea, thats true, so whats up?"
" I need you and Machko to get down here immediately, we have a daywanderer about 1 1/2 blocks away from base. I'll be needing backup, since only the strongs ones venture into the day."
"By Stalins curse! We will call you when we arrive."
"Good, Iosif, out."
Picking up my gear, I also picked up a stray grenade. "Might as well be needing it sooner or later." And then I was out of the door, heading towards the signal.

Sufficiently rested, I search for the Organization base in Seattle.

Sabriel

Sabriel moves to the side as the bullet grazes his shoulder. He turns back while drawing his sabre to see who shot at him.

"Oh-" I swear horribly, backing away from the creatures. "Not good not good not good..." I raise my guns, aiming at the two nearest to me before firing.

Karmine

The night air is sharp, and the scent of blood carries to your nostrils. Something is wrong, and it is very close.
Okay . . . but where am I? I don't want to say I look around and see buildings or walk down an alley if there isn't supposed to be one. You're usually a little more strict when it comes to stuff like that.

Sign-up Sheet:

Name: Alabaster

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Nationality: America

Organization: The Organization

Class: Cleric

Equipment: Greatsword, Kite Shield, Marble Eye, various armour including black leather pauldrons with black iron spikes, reinforced steel platebody, sturdy blackened steel ring leggings covering a thin layer of black armor, steel helm with a raven-feather plume. 9Yes, looks midevil but is futuristic, so sue me. I like swords.)

Appearance: This man, tall and well muscled, holds a firm posture, and seems to be young. His appearance is very ragged, worn down and weathered; his expression low and grim. His body is the host of much destruction as scars litter all visible skin, some merely small nicks, and others great gashes or large bites. His chin is crudely shaven, the short hair poking about unevenly. Upon it is a large gash, crossing over his barely visible cleft and ending an inch short of his neck. His long, black hair, however, is cut evenly and falls about his shoulders cleanly; its color is black, and its magnificence is that of fine silk, shimmering at the smallest glimmer of light. It is straight all the way down, stopping between his shoulder blades. Upon his face resides a great scar from the tip of his forehead down to his cheek. And between it is a clear marble eye of the purest white color, sanded and polished. It is visible from within the socket where his real eye should reside. The eye remaining is of a light blue hue, his pupil either missing or too small to be noticed.

History: Born in America, he learned the ways of the Paladin from his father, who died when he was of a young age from a deamon. He grew up with little peace and trained to become what he is today, a member of The Organization.

Personality and Behavior: He tends to sray from others, which is rather odd for a Cleric, yet he is loyal and giving to those who make an ally of him.

Time Zone: Central

Rogir

From what you know, the Organization base is in the Washington Mutual Tower in downtown Seattle. The building appears as normal, although there is an employee area that leads to the back of the large first floor.

Kyle

"I'll kill you!" the beast snarls, lunging at you, its jaws snapping at your throat.

Shiromoto

The room around you is still dark, and there does not appear to be light streaming in from the window.

Ray

You hear gunfire, and several bullets whizz past your head.

Mai

As you unload on the creatures, they seem to stagger and slow in their path. Blood oozes freely from their gunshot wounds as they struggle to their feet.

Behind them, the other creature rises to full stature, a good six feet, and unfurls its wings. It has glowing red eyes and red scales, and its fangs and claws are both long and razor sharp.

Karmine

Well, I was going to let you go from your normal stamping ground, which I assume you know what it looks like, but whatever.

You stand in the outer part of downtown, near the University district. It's nearing dawn, and the carousing of the nearby University of Washington students has long since subsided, although there are still sounds from the frat row houses. The street is pretty clear, even the bums have moved on by this point. The scent of blood is emanating from a nearby bar, although the bar closed several hours ago.

Alabaster

Dawn is not too long off, and you are standing outside a rather ramshackle, "abandoned" district in the northern section of Chinatown, outside of a warehouse. The warehouse, you have been told, is housing a few vampires, most of whom should have retired to their coffins by now. Although they do have likely posted guards, the guards are likely to be considerably weakened in the daytime. Furthermore, this locale offers you a chance to use your full battle-gear without drawing too much attention to yourself.

Constantine

"The choice is yours, of course, but you might like it. Far better than getting eaten by some otherworldly creature, I'd think.

Iosif

As you approach the anomoly, you see a woman surrounded by four hulking, brutish humanoids. She's backed into a wall, and one of them is slowly advancing upon her. They're all wearing common street clothing, but their flesh is sallow and yellowish. Ogres.

Alabaster moves steadily through the aged section of town, his gaze upon a single lone building before him. Looking towards the building he lifts his greatsword and sets it upon his padded shoulder, his large kite shield in hand.

"This shouldn't take long."

He sets himself on a wall across from the building watching the sun rise and the surrounding area illuminate.

Shiromoto

I rub my eyes to take a better look around. "Wow...either the moon's out for the night or we're having a lockdown."I sigh and rest my eyes as there was clearly nothing to do at the moment.

Kyle
As the beast Snaps at Kyle, he dodges to the side and charges the opposite direction, attampting to gash through its side.

Constantine granted himslef a brief smirk before continuing.

"I will admit that, though I doubt all "Shadows" are as primitive and instinctual as the ones I've seen, or you folks would have finished them off long ago. Either way, I'd like to talk to your head honcho before commiting myself to anything, or at least someone with a decent amount of authority. So, shall we head to your little base of operations you guys undoubtedly have somewhere in this lovely city?"

Phew, not as bad as i hoped, but if i move quickly, nothing can go wrong. Drawing my two pistols a house away, i approach one of my sprinting speeds, and i shoot the closest ogres in the head 2 times each, land in between the hulking monstrosities, and seizing the woman, I yell "come on!" and snatch her away from the thugs, heading into a nearby alley. Luckily, Orgres arent the brightest, and this bought me a few seconds, 10-15 at the most. Seemed like eternity to me, but with a yelling lady and a whole bunch of witnesses, i knew soon the cops would arrive. I had been in the slammer before, and without your gear, its one hellaof a place. In the literal sense. going about halfway through the alley, i toss the lady behind some dumpsters and then crouch covering her mouth, explaining the situation. I knew i didnt have much time, as i could sense them getting closer. I tried my best and...
"Lady! Just shut up!"
Whimpering was all i heard, which was a pretty good sign for now.
"Listen, I am not meaning to terrify you, but heres the situation. You have now, 2 lumbering brutes who have the power of 5 men, in thier INFANCY and would have easily killed you then and there. Now i came along, and if you give me a second, ill get you off thier backs. "

Leaning around the corner, I saw them, coming at thier full speed, enough to bulldoze a single story building, eh, make it two. But drawing my beads carefully, 4 bullets in thier noggin sent them down for good. Whipping out my cell phone, and hitting speed dial, i get the familar,

"Ey, whats the lowdown?"
"Voin, just meet me back at the base, we have a lady here, safe, but probably scared out of her mind, took down 4 ogres, thank god it was nothing else."
"4 of those lovable beauties? Aww, why didnt you save em for me?"
"Sorry comrade, time and instinct won over your wanting."
"O well, better luck next time then, Voin out!"

Putting my cell phone down, I could see that the lady was quivering, and ready to go mental any second.

"Well, im sorry for the....hasty sayings, but you have had a rough day, now, your probably very confused, scared, and thankful at the same time, so if you dont mind, how about coming to our base? If you have nowhere else to go right now, we can give you a bed and a hot meal, sound good?"
A eager and furious nodding of the head assured me yes. She must really like hot meals.

"Come on, Ill show you the way"

I walk to the Tower and go into the employee area.

Ray

Wargghh.......Huh....that's close.
Hey, whoever is that...Stop this!
*Turn around* *Shocked*

Alabaster

The sun rises and shines down on the area. The warehouse isn't illuminated. in fact, the windows appear to be glazed over and are not admitting any sunlight. While the building looks to be in disrepair, the roof seems to be in good shape, and the building does not seem to have sunlight streaming in at all.

Shiromoto

Sunlight begins streaming through the window, illuminating the hospital room with its soft glow.

Kyle

Your blade draws a line of blood as the beast acrobatically twists through the air, landing directly to your left and unleashing a burst of flame.

Constantine

"But of course. Ever wonder why Washington Mutual banking is so terrible? That's not our real business," he says with a smirk.

Iosif

Well, for that kind of a post you get major points, so I won't be a bastard about this, but I generally prefer that you don't do the whole fight scene on your own. In this RP especially we don't assume that our attacks go through and that we can easily take down a bunch of creatures. In this case I don't mind too much, you were intended to take them down fairly easily, but in the future try to only control your actions and the actions of your own NPCs.

As you lead the woman through the area, you hear some shuffling behind you, as if something is creeping up on you at a great speed.

Rogir

"Employee Identification?" the doorman asks. This would be your Organization ID, obviously.

Ray

You see a lumbering green creature holding a hefty sawed-off shotgun. A troll, by the looks of it. It snarls at its missed attack and pumps the shotgun, before taking aim at you once more.

Shiromoto

I groan as some of the light hits my eyes. "Morning, finally. Now I just have to wait for someone to come and release me." I stay on the bed in the middle of the room just resting while waiting the arrival of a doctor or an officer that will take me from the room.

Kyle
As soon as IKyle see the creature start to exhale the flame, he quickly tries to roll out of the way and twist back up to face to creature again.

I show him my ID and wait for a reply.

I curse quietly under my breath, aiming at the largest one but sometimes shooting at the others if they get too close for comfort.

The Gundarks' stamping ground is the Bronx, New York. With their elemental powers they've effectively made the streets of NY their personal territory. They're considered both menacing miscreants and exalted heroes.

Karmine and Carnaecia possess hi-speed (top-speed is about 50 mph, takes momentum to reach), Saffire and Aurumae possess sonic speed (blink of an eye = 12 yards), and Sylvieve has bullet speed (blink of an eye = 1/2 mile from standing position). This enables them to travel farther than the others in equal time.
Karmine's final skill is high agility (also shared by Saffire and Sylvieve). It allows him to perform mind-bending stunts in combat.

Karmine

"Smells fresh . . ." He stares at the bar entrance with suspicion. "Constant."
He hugs the wall of the building as he rounds to the side. He breaks in through the window, hoping no one would notice. Not that he's afraid . . . he just doesn't want anyone to get hurt.
He stumbles through the keg room which is in surprising disarray. "How does the bartender ever reach the kegs?" It isn't long before he realizes that something did this recently. He opens the door exiting the keg room, wondering just what he'll find on the other side.

OOC: Sorry, what should i assume about my charachters/NPCs abilities? They hit sometimes? frequently? not at all? Would it have been better if i had just shot and then see where the bullet landed?

Something felt wrong..
We were walking, getting close to the base, when the...presence notified itself to me. Seeing the doors of our base, with Voin and Machko waiting outside, i motioned them over.
"Voin, I want you to take this lady inside, and make sufe that she is safe, Machko, you and me will do a perimeter check, and then we will go in, okay?"
"Uhh, sure Boss, but why the extra caution?" Voin replied.
"Yea whats up?" Machko chided in.
"Listen, there isnt much time, something just feels wrong, and i just want to make sure all our bases are covered."
"Even in a literal sense?" Machko said.
"Yes, and stop trying to get out of this, due to the lack of hands around, we all have to do a little extra now and again."
Hearing only a grunt as a reply, I saw Voin and the lady walk inside, close the door, and then set off to seal the base, leaving not a window, however small, open for evil to slide through.

OOC: BTV, you haven't told me who shot at Sabriel yet.

Alabaster scowls, approaching the warehouse. He looks about it, holding his sword close to him, and approaches one of the windows, knocking upon it lightly with the back og his fist.

"What in the world is this?"

Constantine returned the smile, the stretched his arms above his head.

"Okay then, let's head over there, see what your boss has to say to me."

He began to walk in the direction of the bank, assuming Varen would either follow him or go on with his "smiting of evil". Either way, he would find a way into this base, somehow. He had always had a weakness for being curious, and it didn't get much more curious than this.

Ray

"Oops, Pretty face, be nice..." I said carefully.
"I need to think about something..."
*Think*

Sorry 'bout that

Sabriel

You turn to see a furry, humanoid figure stalking towards you. Its eyes glow red and its elongated mouth is open to reveal a row of sharpened fangs.


Shiromoto

A nurse enters your room.

"How are you feeling?" she asks.

She's rather pretty, with short red hair and a pale, freckled complexion.

Kyle

You manage to dodge most of the attack, but find yourself a bit singed when you come up.

Rogir

The man takes your ID, nods, and gestures you back, towards the elevator.

Starlight Angel

You blast one away and wound the other two. As they begin slithering towards you, you hear a clicking, signifying the lack of ammunition in your gun.

Karmine

You see what appears to be a man holding a woman in a close, passionate embrace. Of course, what you also notice is that his fangs are embedded in her neck, and her face has the appearance of unconciousness and a slight pain.

Iosif

Just make your attack, and I'll tell you how they land.

Although the base is sealed off, there is a very uneasy feeling around you. You can feel creatures gathering outside of your base, and you can feel their hunger most accutely.

Alabaster

The window echoes strangely, obviously enchanted.

Constantine

You enter the bank with Varen, who quickly moves to the employee entrance, flashes a card, and holds a hushed conversation with the guard.

"Come on," he says, gesturing to an elevator.

Ray

The troll fires at you again.

Eyeing the guard as he passed, Constantine entered the waiting elevator with Varen. He waited for the doors to close before casually remarking,

"Wow, you guy get your own little club cards. Nice."

I walk on to the elevator, and ride up into the (presumably) more secret part of the building.

Sabriel

Sabriel leaps towards the creature, swinging in a downward arc towards the hand holding the gun with the intent to cut it clean off.

"Hmm, I wonder why they gather here...." Voin mused, " They know that we kill them, just like they kill us...But what do we have of any value?"
"Maybe its the girl?" Machok asked quizzically.
"Maybe...we will ask her more about it in the morning, for now, lets take shifts, Me, Voin, then Machok. Shift turns at every 4 hours, gnight you guys."
"Nighters!" Voin said.
I didnt reply, instead just wrestling inside, wondering when the doors of the base would finally break, and hoped that my plan would work, when it came time.

Shiromoto

I sit up in bed. "Fine, just fine. You guys didn't have to do this, you know? How's the other guy?" I started to turn my body so my legs were over the side of the bed.

Kyle

Trying to ignore the pain, I keep my left arm up to block and slash in with my right hand, attempting to slice into his face.

Alabaster scowls, moving away from the window.

"It would be unwise to leap in there alone, but breaking these windows seems unlikely anyhow."

His voice trailing off, Alabaster moves past the window and sneaks towards the edge of the wallm using his singular eye to peer past it towards the door.

Ray

*Scream* Wargghhh.......*Evade* huff...
Wait! Maybe I should cast some magic....maybe not....
I wish someone help me here.

Karmine

"What the hell?" Karmine whips out his daggers and cross them in front of him. "Put the girl down or this is gonna be messy." He says calmly, hoping this freak will comply peaceably.

Constantine

Varen grins.

"Let's go, the elevator will take us up to the Headquarters.

He leads you into a large elevator and pushes the 4th floor button. As the doors close, he opens a small slot near the elevator buttons and slides his card through it. The button panel flips over, and he punches the 7th floor button on it.

Rogir

You emerge in a large atrium with several hunters moving around. There is a large cafeteria with a lot of enticing scents coming from it, as well as tables and chairs everywhere for hunters to sit and eat.

Sabriel

The creature leaps back with great agility and fires at you, aiming for your chest.

Iosif

After several hours, the monsters cease prowling around the area, slinking off back into the darkness.

Shiromoto

"He's going to be fine, he just contracted some diseases from the zombie claws. You were tougher and resisted them, but he wasn't quite so lucky. He requires some stronger healing magic, so we've sent for a cleric. He'll be back on his feet in no time.

Alabaster

The door appears to be reinforced, but not guarded. However, knowing the vampires, their guardians are likely to be lurking in the shadows.

Ray

The bullet richochets off of the wall near you. It doesn't sound like anybody is coming. Your scattered mind begins wrapping around a familiar concept. It's a troll. It's weak to fire magic, such as a fireball or a scorching ray. Of course in this area a fireball would do a lot of damage to the surroundings.

Karmine

The man turns and looks at you, sharpened fangs bared menacingly.

"Oh? A hunter?" he asks, casting the girl contemptuously aside.

"I wasn't expecting one tonight. What fun."

He begins advancing on you, and you see the shine of steel as he draws a thin but formidable rapier. It glows faintly, as if it were enchanted.

Shiromoto

"That's good...I need to get out of here." I slide my body off the bed and my feet touch the ground. Suddenly I have a dizzy feeling and I put my hand on my head trying to balance myself.

Constantine watched the numbers above the door move up, passing the fouth floor before going out all together.

"So, you guys don't keep your secret hideout underground like most people. Ah well, I've always been partial to a nice view anyway."

OOC: Can I use Final Fantasy Magic or do I have to create one?

Ray

A fireball, hmmm.....I will die if I cast that.
But I will die if I just stay quiet...

I look for a place where they look for the shadow creatures.

OOC: I feel forgoten

Sabriel

Sabriel rolls to the side as the bullet grazes his left arm. Trying to ignore the injury, Sabriel begins to thrust at the creature, but feints and sweeps downward towards its knees.

Karmine

"Hunter? What are you talking about?" Karmine begins to remember stories he used to hear while he and his gang were clearing criminals out of the New York. "Are you some kind of vampire or something?" He asks as he looks around the room.
"You really tore this place up." Karmine says, loosening up as he sees a puddle of beer, presumably, right in front of the freak. "You should probably watch your step." He says and closes his eyes, concentrating. If I can just freeze the liquid on the floor . . . He thinks and his eyes spark open.

Kyle

You drag your blade across the beast's face, slicing it open and causing it to growl in pain and flinch back. While the wound isn't especially deep, it appears to be rather painful. The creature growls as it draws back slightly to recover.

Shiromoto

"Are you all right?" the nurse asks, her voice filled with concern as she moves to support you.

Constantine

"The underground isn't especially safe in this area, and buildings like this offer much more acces to our facilities," Varen says.

The door opens to reveal a large cafeteria, sunlight streaming in from the many tinted windows around the area. It's a large atrium with several places for hunters to get food, as well as tables and chairs everywhere. The scents coming from the various food venues are absolutely mouthwatering, obviously only the best and hand-prepared food is made to keep the hunters at full fighting form.

As you step in, another hunter passes by you and gets on the elevator.

Rogir

There is a conveniently located map in the area, that shows where all of the different locales in the building are. Seeing that the tracking room is nearby, you are able to reach it fairly easily by taking the elevator, passing by two hunters as they emerge from the elevator.

Taking it up, you enter a room with a massive network of computers, each terminal being manned by someone who is studiously tapping away and tracking shadow movement.

Sabriel

Your blade digs deep into its leg and it howls in pain, lashing at your face with its free claw and snarling menacingly.

Karmine

The water and beer around you responds, freezing at your command.

The man stops walking and his body suddenly evaporates into smoke, that surges around you and moves behind you.

Not a hunter? But awakened no less, and obviously quite powerful. Interesting.

A voice says in your mind.

Shiromoto

I put an arm out to stop her form coming any closer. A smilewas on my face. "Don't trouble yourself. Just got up too quickly I guess. I'm fine now." I regained my balance. "Am I on leave right now?" I looked at her so she could see that Iwa sperfectly fine and smiling.

As he stepped out of the elevator, Constantine was almost blown back by the barrage of scents that hit him. He was able to pick up what smelled like chicken, steak, numerous vegatables, a variety of seafood, and a full array of desserts. He also spied a long table with countless beverages on it. Things were definetly looking up.

"Man, after we talk to you leader fellow, you and me are gonna have to come back down here and chow down. I can definetly see some major perks to joining you guys. Now, let's go get this interview thing done with before I start to doubt any of this is actually happening."

the Gundark Files (http://forums.eyesonff.com/showthread.php?p=1676017#post1676017) for your interest.

Karmine

What is this guy? He wonders. He looks down at the girl passed out on the floor. I've got to get her out of here.
"Do you plan to do something or just play around?" Karmine asks, hoping the creature can't attack him while in his current state.

Kyle

Taking advantage Kyle lunges forward, first slicing at the creatures legs with his left, and using the momentum from a powerful swing he spins around doing a powerfull heel kick attempting to land it on the side of his head.

I quickly turn and toss my guns out the door as I run, though only with enough strength to send them skidding on the ground. Unslinging and unzipping my backpack, I pull out a random blue prinny plushie and chuck it into the room as I shut the door hurriedly and retrieve my guns. Rezipping the main pocket, I open the extra belt pouch that the prinny shaped backpack is equiped with and pull out more ammunition for both of my TECs, in the likely case that at least some of the demons survive the explosion.

OOC: what about me?:(

I look onto the screens, quickly scanning for places with high concentrations of shadows.

"Boss...Boss....wake up!"
"Wha? Whats going on Voin?" I reply.
"Nothing, nothing, you were just asleep, thats all, and i havent heard anything in the past few hours from outside, and just wanted to make sure they are gone, can you sense anymore?" Voin stated.
"Yes, but I feel they are receding, is the lady awake yet?"
"Yea, she came out of her room a few hours ago and now is in the main room."
"Okay, lets go ask her a few questions." I said.

Sabriel

Sabriel slices upwards towards the wrist of the claw heading towards his face.

Ray

((If you wish, you may use Final Fantasy-type spells. Or, you can refer to this. (http://www.d20srd.org/indexes/spells.htm) Remember, using the SRD means you're limited to 3rd level or lower spells, and the amount of times you can cast them is fairly limited as well. Spells by level can be found here (http://www.d20srd.org/indexes/spellLists.htm).))

Shiromoto

"If you feel you can leave, you're free to go," the nurse says dubiously.

Constantine

Varen laughs. "I probably shouldn't mention that this is all free to hunters," he says as he leads you up a few flights of stairs.

You find yourself in a large office waiting room. "The boss is back there," he says, gesturing to the door. "Go ahead, I've already cleared you to enter."

Karmine

The mist reforms behind you.

"What's the fun in a meal if you can't have a show to go with it?" the man hisses, as he thrusts his blade at your back.

Kyle

Your blade digs deep into the creature's leg, causing it to buckle under it. As you vault it, it howls in rage and bucks, trying to dislodge you. However, in its weakened state, it finds itself unable to do so.

Mai

The prinny explodes from behind the door, jarring it on its hinges but not blasting it outward.

Several minutes pass, but the creatures do not emerge from the doorway.

Rogir

"Don't worry, sir," one of the attendants says. "Night is about over, most of the shadow have retreated by now."

Iosif

You see the woman sleeping on a couch. Sunlight is streaming in through the window, so the danger of the shadow has probably passed. For now, anyway.

Sabriel

Your blade sinks into the claw, but doesn't cleave through it. The beast roars in pain and backs off slightly, fumbling for its gun.

As he walked toward the door, Constantine turned and gave a quick wink to Varen. He then opened the door and stepped into to the office, closing it behind him.

Sabriel

Sabriel thrusts his sabre towards the center of the creature's chest, intending to pierce its heart.

I walk over to the door cautiously, wondering if they were really finished off by that blast. Opening it half-way, I take a peek inside.

OOC: I choose Final Fantasy magic. I post back my last post. I won't be online starting from this Thursday until next week Sunday, I have an exam. Even if I do check in, I may not post in this thread.

Ray

A fireball, hmmm.....I will die if I cast that.
But I will die if I just stay quiet...

Shiromoto

"I guess I feel fine. I'll go then so I'm not a bother to you guys anymore." I walk to the door a little wobbly as I need to regain my balance and strength of my muscles. As I got to the door I had to hold on to it as I almost fell but I got back up.

Again taking adnatage of his weakend state a gash into his other leg, (I have no Idea what happened to my heal kick to his head, but oh well) and I think to myself if I know this thing, since it seemed to be familiar with me, or if it was some random suspicious person I never really met.

I reply, "True, but one can never be too careful. In my training I learned that surprise is the biggest factor. And I'm expecting that soon enough they'll have enough power that sunlight will only be an annoyance to them." and then walk out of the room.

Gundarks (http://forums.eyesonff.com/showthread.php?p=1676017#post1676017) Karmine

Damn! Karmine desperately leaps up and backward, flipping over his assailant as he slashes with his blades.

I only remember one other time when I had use High-Agility.

"C'mon, Kar. Hit me."
"I'll hit you."
"You're too weak. No matter what you do, you barely scratch me. How're you ever gonna rule the streets if you can't fight?"
I don't want to rule the streets. "ASHZ!!"
"Oh please!"

Alabaster, slowly approaches the door, his eye closed. Moving quietly and cautiously, he nears the reinforced door.

*That shan't be a problem to take out. However, I know I am not alone. Vampires are tricky. And the sun is low for some odd reason.*

Stopping before the door, he waits, his eye still closed.

Constantine

You see a bald man sitting behind a desk, lounging in a rather large chair. He is tan, asian, by the looks of him, and has facial hair lining his mouth, but not a full-fledged beard. He is dressed in a plain black polo shirt and black slacks, and you can see what appears to be a bulletproof vest under his shirt. Behind him is a massive greatsword that seems to hum softly with magical energy.

"So, you must be Constantine," he says. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Harold, senior hunter."

He extends his hand to shake yours.

Sabriel

Your blade sinks into its chest and the beast roars in pain, coughing up blood. It sinks to the ground and pitches forward, twitching.

Mai

The bodies are gone completely. As there is no other exit from the room, their bodies have probably already returned to the shadows.

Ray

So... going to be casting something? I could have killed your character about 3 posts ago.

Shiromoto

The nurse runs up to you.

"You know the infirmary is always open, sir. You're obviously in no condition to move, you should lie down while we get a cleric or paladin in here to heal you."

Kyle

Unless you're an enlightened one, don't expect kicks to work against most beasts

Your weight and the continued slashes cause the beast's legs to collapse under it.

Rogir

As you leave you remember that it's usually a good idea to check in with the higher ups at some point in time when you move to a new area.

Karmine

Your blade collides with the man's rapier, but he turns the blows aside expertly.

"Not bad, hunter. You move well."

He looks up, a hint of annoyance appearing upon his face.

"It appears to be getting too... early for my tastes. You may have the girl. If you're lucky, she may not turn. Of course, if she were to turn, she wouldn't last long in this god-forsaken sunlight.

His form dissipates into smoke, and he quickly disperses into the air.

Alabaster

You can sense the shadows within. There are five of them, two of which are inert. The force of the shadows is strong, but not overwhelming.

Alabaster scowls lightly. Moving back from the door he rubs his chin thoughtfully.

*Running in there.... bad idea...*

Lifting up his blad he taps the door hard twice, inching backwards until he is against the wall to the right of it and out of direct view.

OOC: I am an enlightened one.

Kyle

I quickly go in and attempt to slice open the beasts throat and proceed to run back to Organization head quarters.

OOC: Maybe. I use level one magic first. I remade it.

Ray

This troll is strong but his weakness is Fire, maybe I should have come some of my magic. I think Fire magic will not harm this place....much. *Cast Fire*.

I'm going to be assuming he has a chair or two across from his desk for visitors
Constantine smiled, returning the gesture as he removed his fedora.

"Yep, that'd be me. Good to meet you as well, Harold."

Taking a seat in the chair directly across from the man, Constantine put his hat on the desk. Leaning back into his chair, he raised an eyebrow as he asked Harold,

"So, did you already find out about my reason for coming?"

I ask a hunter who is in charge here, and where I can find him.

Heero Yuy

My tone get s abit aggressive. "No..." I calm down and smile at her. "I'm fine, really. I just need to get back on my feet. Thank you for all your help. I'll just go now. You must have more important things to tend to." I start to head out the door after I said that.

Gundarks (http://forums.eyesonff.com/showthread.php?p=1676017#post1676017) Karmine

Karmine looks down at the girl. "Turn . . .?"
He picks her up and heads for the door. "So that thing was a vampire. Whoever he was."
He tries to open the door, but it won't budge. "What?" He kicks the door as hard as he can, which isn't very hard as half of his strength is devoted to holding the girl. I'll freeze the hinges. That should help.

If I can contact the gang, Aurumae might know how to help her. I may have to go back home and pay Riene a visit . . . He looks at the girl. Don't know if she can't hold out that long.

Putting all of his energy into his legs, Karmine rears for one last kick.

Sabriel

Sabriel draws his blade and slashes the creature along its spine to sever the spinal cord.

"Hey, wake up will you? We have some questions!" Voin said gruffly.
Startled, the lady woke, visibly frigtenend by shaking uncontrollably.
"Calm down lady,its only to know why you were being chased by ogres, you know what those are?" Machik said, poking her in the arm.
"First off, what is your name? What are you doing in Moscow?" I said with a gentle voice.

Alabaster

You hear the arming of guns, but the door does not open.

Kyle

Holy crap I thought you were an infiltrator for some reason. Oops, sorry about that.

You slit the beasts throat and it collapses on the ground, blood spilling from its throat. It's body goes black and is absorbed by the shadows as you move towards the base. As you get there, the sun begins to peek over the horizon.

Ray

A burst of fire shoots from your hand and engulfs the troll, causing it to shriek in pain and drop its gun. It begins writhing on the ground before its body dissolves into darkness and is swallowed by the earth.

Rogir

"Well, what division are you assigned to?" the man asks. ((Essentially division is by your basic class, so your division would be something dealing with your own expertise. Doesn't necessarily have to be with the Psychic Warriors, can be a division that provides relief, support, infiltration, whatever.))

Shiromoto

The nurse relents and lets you leave unhindered.

Karmine

You can feel your ki surge through you, and you feel a strength beyond what most normally wield. You know you can break down that door.

Sabriel

The creature jerks spasmodically, before the fur melts off of its body revealing a frail, wolfish young man in tattered clothing. His wounds do not disappear, but they look even more aggravated now that he isn't covered by muscles and matted fur.

Voin

"What? My name is Olga. I LIVE here."

Constantine

Yeah, there's a chair.

"I can hazard a few guesses. Word up from Veran is that he helped you out against a few lesser demons and you showed some interest in us."

"Sounds about right. He said that you guys essential are the group that keeps the world from, well, going to hell in a handbasket, so naturally I'm curious. However, I need to know somethings first. Now, me and that Veran already discussed the food issue, but what, if anything, is the pay here? I ask because, and here I'm going to be honest with you Harold, I plan to live a rich and exciting life in about ten years, and in order to do all that I want to do, I'm going to need some serious dough. Or is this more of a "greater reward" type of gig?"

Sabriel

Sabriel picks up the young man. Not thinking it right just to leave him to die, he slings him up over his shoulder and begins to run back to the Organization Headquarters.

Ray

Huff...That thing is strong. That shadow things, I think I should report to the Organization. *Thinks* Then again, they would laugh at me because this is ridiculous.

Shiromoto

I step out of the room and is now in a corridoor(sp) with medical personnel everywhere. *thinks: "Hmm, must be on the hospital floors. I need to get higher to the business floors."* I made my way to the nearest elevator.

" I am in Ranged Combat Support. I am a sniper." I say.

Karmine

The sound of the door crashing to the ground beneath his foot remains in his mind as Karmine walks down the street wondering how many people heard it. Not like it matters anymore. That creep is already gone. I wonder where he went. How many others like him are there?
Karmine stops. He looks down at the girl, whose skin color is starting to change. I wonder if Sztiel is still working on those communicators he was blabbing about. About now, I wish I had a cell phone.

*I have but one choice...*

Crying out in the silence of the darkened street words from an aincent language, he throws his shield into the air, aiming a kick and slamming it into the door with a heavy blow from his foor after falling. "Per cruor ego sum adveho!"

Constantine

"How does free room and board, free access to the cafeteria and all on-and-off base facilities, as well as an annual stipend of $30,000 plus any bounties collected on the shadow you slay. Oh, and raises and promotions are rewarded based on performance and require no seniority at all."

Sabriel

The man's breathing is terribly shallow, but he's alive, somehow. Almost as if he's regenerating.

Ray

The world seems silent around you, and you can see a sliver of light on the horizon as the sun begins to rise.

Shiromoto

The elevator is unoccupied.

Rogir

"Then you'll want Hashern. He's probably in the firing range right now, that's up three floors."

Karmine

As you watch the girl's ashen complexion slowly regains color, and her breathing grows steadier. It appears she was not drained completely, and still lives.

Alabaster

Three humanoid beasts turn to face you, all of them holding glowing longswords. In unison they charge, blades held in a thrusting position and locked in formation.

Constantine broke into a smile, thrusting his hand forward again.

"That, my good man, is one hell of a deal, and I'd have to be crazy to pass it up. Heck, I'm only managing $45,000 in the, uh, current line of work I'm in, and that's without any benefits. So I'm yours now, just tell me what to do."

I walk up to the firing range, stopping in a bathroom on the way to change out of my business suit and into an black uniform.

Kyle

"Well, guess I'd better report all I learned," Kyle says stretching his back and strolling into the building.

Shiromoto

I ponder a bit. "Now let's see...which floor was it?" I scratched my head and thought a bit on it and then it popped into my mind. "Ah! Floor 55." I pressed the button for floor 55 and the elevator doors started to close.

Ray

Finally...I can feel the light! *Run to the nearest light he can reach* Now, what should I do? Should I go back to search for the white mage or should I go report to the organization?

Sabriel

Sabriel continues to walk the streets towards headquarters. Who is this man? he wonders. As night falls, he spots the Organization headquarters in the distance, and begins to sprint towards the entrance.

Karmine

Maybe she'll be all right.
Karmine spots a payphone nearby. I wonder if Riene's distress system will work by payphone.
He picks up the receiver and places the last of his change in the slot. He dials 767-486-3275 or SOS-GUNDARK.

Alabaster grabs his kite shield, bringint it up to attempt to guard the attacker's swords. Bringing up his own, he slashes at the beasts viciously.

Constantine

"Good to have you aboard," he says, shaking your hand.

"Shall we start moving you out of your current residence and on to base?"

Rogir

As you enter, you notice a man with several guns standing beside him firing at the target and hitting vital points with pinpoint accuracy.

Shiromoto

The elevator takes you up to the business area, filled with cubicles and the clacking of fingers on keyboards.

Ray

The area is silent, nobody is around.

Sabriel

You see some agents spot you and direct you around to the back entrance.

"What the hell happened?" they ask, as they move you out of the way of any civilians.

Karmine

You hear a few rings, and then a familiar voice picks up on the other end.

"Hello?"

Alabaster

Your shield deflects the attacks, and your blade drives them back. They spread out, jumping impossibly high and clinging to the walls around you. In unison, the three spring at you, their blades coming at you from three directions.

"Sounds good", Constantine replied.

"So, would you like me to help out with that, or can I get myself acquainted with my new home?"

You forgot me again BtV I'll just repost mine then

Kyle

"Well, guess I'd better report all I learned," Kyle says stretching his back and strolling into the building.
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Twisting about in a circle at a rapid pace, Alabaster attempts to deflect the blows, his sword following the path of his shield, aimed at where the vampires will be.

Sabriel

"Well, after I took care of those orcs, the guy I'm carrying attacked me, only he was mutated into a distorted form," Sabriel tells the agents as he heads inside the headquarters.

"Huh. That wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be." I say to myself, a little surprised. Whatever. The easier the better, right?

I go back to my saxaphone case and stash my guns in them once more, before heading back to the base.

Shiromoto

I made my way through through the maze of desks and hallways. I finally reached one of the main offices on the sides. There was a sign on the front of the door. It read...(you can make up this part, include name, position, anything else you'd like)