Hostile

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

Seeking Intelligent Logistics Assault System (S.I.L.A.S.)

ICARUS Command

As Silas continued to make his journey from the Armoury to ICARUS Command, he observed the many equipment and technologies Helios seemed to use. They just seemed rather... primitive. Then again, it would probably be best to ask some guy he met along the way for the date.

After all, it was was year 2731 back in his world. His world. Silas knew that even his inbuilt processing matrix could not predict how long he would be here. Come to think of it, the compound sure was pretty, with its mostly black walls and shiny gold trim. He had heard that Helios made some good machinery and weapons, and he could only hope that they would work on him, as he made modifications to himself every now and then. Maybe he might even find better armour for his battle-damaged exoskeleton. He doubted it, though. This world appeared to be nearly two-hundred years behind his. But hell, the money was great! He had more advanced equipment than what he observed the other grunts and drones carrying around. Silas didn't think any of them could deploy a nearly unbreakable dome shield.

Of course he didn't like the looks that the other Helios soldiers gave him, but he was used to it by now. His tall frame and reflective material attracted a lot of attention, even though the metal plates we slightly dull from years of use and battle. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he saw the admittedly small entrance to the office of some guy named Shadowjack, the apparent leader of the strike force ICARUS. Strange name. But he had time to think about it later, as Silas pushed the door open.

The door of ICARUS Command flew open with slightly more force than Silas expected. Nonetheless, the mercenary walked in, his metallic feet clanking with each step. Already, he could see that there were a small number of people in the room. He scanned each one of them. One was an enormous figure in bright red armour who was slightly taller than the Metallic Mercenary. One was some guy in a tuxedo and had a katana behind his back. Another was a guy who wore a jacket, jeans, and a bulletproof mask that resembled... His own face? These people were weird. The last one was wearing a cross between a lab coat and a sharp black suit, obviously a scientist. God, how he hated scientists. Now, Silas could see that all the eyes in the room were on him.

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

Alright then. Do you want me to remove the IC post?

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

Oh.Do I still have permission to use him? This will be the only post with me writing as him.

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

@Horrid

Acknowledged.

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

@Horrid Oh. I see. Well, it was part of my story. Can I still use that plot?

Hostile's Very Hostile Characters

Name: Daniel Doritos Blazeit
Titles: The True MLG Hero, Doritos
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Religon: Illuminati

Appearance: Daniel stands at 5'8" and is constantly seen wearing a blue hoodie, 8-bit glasses, a fedora and a gold chain necklace with the word 'BAWSS' on it. He usually has a smoking joint in his mouth, and his eyes are always bloodshot. He has a bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos which will never run out, and his is always seen eating from it. He carries around a pro MW2 Intervention Sniper Rifle used for quickscoping and trickshotting. He also has incredible eyesight, able to 360 noscope a target from more than 100 feet away.

History: Daniel was one day playing MLG games when he was approached by Lord Gaben himself. Gaben told Daniel that he was selected to cleanse the world of console peasants and filthy, non-gaming people. So he did.

Personality: Daniel is pretty much every single stereotypical MLG player mashed into one. He is constantly high on weed, and is a champion trash talker.

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

@Hostile
Cool to get some notice, but come on dude, you could disguise the copy-paste a little better.

@Horrid

I'm sorry?

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

Seeking Intelligent Logistics Assault System (S.I.L.A.S.)

Armoury and Weapons Locker

Helios Headquarters, Arcadia

The Seeking Intelligent Logistics Assault System, or Silas, sat on a bench in the Helios Armoury, silently cleaning his knife. The bench creaked with half a ton of metal and wires, his imposing 7'3" tall statue sat scrutinising the blade for any bloodstains or imperfections. His photoreceptor 'eyes' glowed blue in the rather dim lighting. He was a rouge war robot turned mercenary who was stuck here for the time being, but was fine with the amount of money offered. He looked up when his communicator bleeped. Attached was a file on an important member of the Metahuman terrorists. He opened the file and stated analysing the details.

[://<CONFIDENTIAL>FILE: DATA ON {NEW TARGET}: TARGET CODE: 'MARTYR': <BEGINNING FILE>

Name: Vivian 'Viv' Goodman

Race: Metahuman

Skills: No combat training. Well-educated. Trained in medicinal care and first aid. Skilled long-distance runner and climber. Good eyesight.

Powers: Photokinesis, Wound Transferral and Regeneration.

Appearance: Vivian is lean and is 5'2". She has a slightly tanned skin tone and has blue eyes. Her hair is black and has somewhat of a pixie cut. She is usually seen smiling, and her lips are riddled with small cuts. She is lithe and wiry from continuous cardiovascular exercise and training. She wears practical outfits, usually consisting of cargo pants, long-sleeved shirts, heavy jackets and work boots, usually in brown and black. Light sometimes shines from her eyes and mouth when using her powers

<SEE IMAGE>

Mission: Eliminate at all costs.

<END FILE> <CLOSING FILE>\\:]

"So, my first mission in this world," Silas said, staring at the image of the young woman, his voice metallic and slightly distorted as he closed the file and kept his combat knife. He picked up his signature Dispatcher Handgun and loaded it with Helios-manufactured high penetration explosive rounds, and spun it. He knew his target probably wouldn't last very long, but then again she had powers. A real challenge.

Standing up, he began making his way to ICARUS command, some sort of newly-established elite soldier team. He wanted to see their skills.

"Let's see how tough its inhabitants really are."

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

Is it okay if I have multiple characters?

The Metahuman Revolution (Reboot)

Name: Seeking Intelligent Logistics Assault System (S.I.L.A.S.) Prototype Unit #0001

Alias: Metallic Mercenary

Age: 3 (Since assembled)

Gender: Male Programming

Alignment: Helios, Mercenary

Skills: Programmed with knowledge of many firearms, fighting techniques, and vehicles. Also programmed with elite special forces training. Very skilled with explosives and pyrotechnics. Said to be the most precise marksman in the galaxy. Can translate almost every known language in the world. He extensive knowledge of mechanical skills. Can play almost every instrument made, except winds. Can kill someone in the same room as him with 4713 objects, including the room itself.

Powers: Advanced sensor arrays that can detect movement 3x faster than a normal human. Has advanced optical sensors that allow him to aim and zoom with extreme precision. Can upload himself into any computer and remotely take control of anything mechanical. He is four times stronger and eight times more durable than an average human. He can deploy a domed energy shield when needed. Can believe it's not butter.

Equipment: SILAS is pretty much a walking arsenal. He usually carries around a BAR-834 Assault Rifle. Holstered on his right leg is the Dispatcher, SILAS' personal customised revolver handgun. On his left leg is his curved combat knife. His chest can open up to reveal a missile pod that can hold 55 small, homing anti-personnel missiles. His right arm contain a fold-out three-barrelled gatling gun and a plasma saw for repairs, although it can be used more melee attacks. His left arm contains a flamethrower. His head contains small torchlights, and on his back is a thruster pack which enables SILAS to fly short distances and hover. His body has multiple compartments that can hold many items. His body is made of titanium alloy enforced kevlar armour. His photoreceptor 'eyes' can project holographic displays.

Personality: For a robot built to have no emotions, SILAS is especially sarcastic, foul-mouthed and loud. He enjoys a good fight and loves heavy weapons and dark humour. Also egotistical, he enjoys taunting his victims before killing them. He is slightly sadistic and cynical. He is also extremely adaptive, able to convert an old, malfunctioning protocol robot into a walking bomb. SILAS mostly doesn't care much for human life, and will kill without question. Due to him being a mercenary, he only works for whoever pays best, and does not tolerate nonsense from anyone. SILAS doesn't really care what situation he is placed in, because as long as he gets his pay, he'll corporate. Likes blowing things up. Massive disdain of human life. He normally works alone, but is fine with working in a group if his teammates are competent enough. Anger him, and he'll be all too happy to rip you in half.

History: Made to be an unstoppable killing machine, SILAS was built in the Ivory Mechanics assembly line, a company that specialises in weapons and robotics. He was programmed to continue learning from previous engagements to become more efficient in combat. During his first mission, he was nothing more than a machine programmed to complete its mission at all costs, no matter what. He completed it, yes, but not without massacring an entire military base filled with innocent people. He was given a severe reprimanding, and his program learnt. In fact, it learnt more and more, mission after mission.

It learnt to observe its human creators, and soon, the program could not handle it, and almost self-destructed. However, at that very moment, SILAS was struck by a stray lightning bolt from a power surge. This caused him to gain sentience. Realising that there was more to life than following orders, he went rouge and killed all personnel in the building, and escaped on a stolen ship soon after. Using this ship, he travelled to Pessimum, a planet that was a hive of bounty hunters and other criminals. Here, he modified the ship he now claimed his own, and himself. Not long after, he was hired by an unknown client to assassinate a rival drug lord. He completed his mission using his superior technology and programming. Soon, he was showered with requests from other clients, and he completed each one in record time. After this, he became one of the most infamous and lethal mercenaries in the galaxy, and also having a title: The Metallic Mercenary. On a routine mission in the edge of the galaxy, he was sucked into some kind of portal, transporting him to this world but damaging his ship in the process. He now usually works with Helios due the money.

Appearance:



SILAS stands at 7'3" and his eyes glow blue most of the time, but glow green when interacting with a computer. They glow red when angered.

"I don't know what it's like to be human, but I do know for a fact that they're really easy to kill."

Other: The character that I will spend the most time on.