So I am looking for more police offiicers before we start the OOC. All the cops are going to joined as a joint task force that I will explain in the first post.
I can make another character that's a police officer is that helps.
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Drake slid down the wall and sat on the cold ground. He had run from the warehouse and was catching his breath and trying to slow his heart rate. Catch your breath, Drake. We don’t need you having a heart attack here. Cyclone said.
“Already a step ahead of you,” Drake said as he finally felt his heart start beating normally. He let out a long sigh before he added, “I’m glad no one was around to see that. Don’t need someone claiming I burned it down on purpose.” You kind of did though. Inferno stated.
“Shut it!” Drake scolded before he continued, “I was there to stop illegal weapons from coming into this city. The damn place caught on fire because I haven’t fully gotten the handle of your powers.” Drake let out a frustrated sigh and stared at the wall opposite to him for a long while before he added, “I’m sure the last person who had this Talisman did a much better job at being a hero than me.”
Don’t worry. You’re able to call on us and that’s a good start. You have to remember we all have different talents and some of us might have more destructive talents than others. Aqua said. HEY! Inferno yelled. She has a point Inferno; you are the most destructive out of all of us. Not to mention you helped the last person who found the talisman De… Terra said before he stopped. Inferno may not have said anything, but Drake felt that Inferno was glaring at Terra.
“In any case, we should leave before someone stumbles on us and blames us for the burned down warehouse,” Drake said. It was kind of your fault it burned down. Cyclone said. Drake sighed as he got to his feet and added, “They don’t need to know what I did.” Drake let out another sigh before he started towards the end of the alleyway. He was starting to get a headache, something he hadn’t had in a while.
“Already a step ahead of you,” Drake said as he finally felt his heart start beating normally. He let out a long sigh before he added, “I’m glad no one was around to see that. Don’t need someone claiming I burned it down on purpose.” You kind of did though. Inferno stated.
“Shut it!” Drake scolded before he continued, “I was there to stop illegal weapons from coming into this city. The damn place caught on fire because I haven’t fully gotten the handle of your powers.” Drake let out a frustrated sigh and stared at the wall opposite to him for a long while before he added, “I’m sure the last person who had this Talisman did a much better job at being a hero than me.”
Don’t worry. You’re able to call on us and that’s a good start. You have to remember we all have different talents and some of us might have more destructive talents than others. Aqua said. HEY! Inferno yelled. She has a point Inferno; you are the most destructive out of all of us. Not to mention you helped the last person who found the talisman De… Terra said before he stopped. Inferno may not have said anything, but Drake felt that Inferno was glaring at Terra.
“In any case, we should leave before someone stumbles on us and blames us for the burned down warehouse,” Drake said. It was kind of your fault it burned down. Cyclone said. Drake sighed as he got to his feet and added, “They don’t need to know what I did.” Drake let out another sigh before he started towards the end of the alleyway. He was starting to get a headache, something he hadn’t had in a while.
Name: Seth Rush
Age: 29
Appearance:
Number of Confirmed Kills: 26
Personality:
Seth is a calculating individual who thinks of every way to be victorious. He also thinks of ways to which his plans could be countered so he can see it happen and change accordingly. He’s always thinking and always coming up with new strategies to come out victorious. He is not afraid to voice his opinion and tell others they are full of it.
Backstory:
Unlike most assassins, Seth’s childhood wasn’t brutal or filled with fighting and death. Instead, Seth is the son of a politician so his Childhood was spent traveling with his father who would frequent the public’s eye to present himself as a well-rounded person. However, Seth knew the truth of his father. He was obsessed with power and money. After his mother died in an accident, his father brought home a different woman each night. Seth saw just how much money and power corrupted a person’s mind. He knew his father would give him whatever he wanted to prove to the world he was a caring person. So his father didn’t bat an eyelash when Seth wanted to join the local MMA training group alongside a class to teach the youth how to properly use firearms.
Over the course of his life, he learned all about MMA and firearms until he was sure he could make it as an assassin. He wanted to rid the world of all the corrupted people in this world. Those who used others for their own gain and who destroyed others while building up their own legacy. His father would usually throw him a large wad of cash from time to time, but Seth always put it away for the evitable day he’d leave him. That day came when he was 18. He had accumulated a large sum of money from his father to move out to an apartment in what his father called the Scum streets. He then used his training to seek out the corrupted.
While Seth is considered an Assassin, he sees himself more as a Bounty Hunter. He uses an agency or in this case his friends black market shop to have clients leave Bounties for him. Once he completes a Bounty, the Clients pay his friend and she takes a cut before handing it to him.
Weapon:
Vehicle:
Age: 29
Appearance:
Number of Confirmed Kills: 26
Personality:
Seth is a calculating individual who thinks of every way to be victorious. He also thinks of ways to which his plans could be countered so he can see it happen and change accordingly. He’s always thinking and always coming up with new strategies to come out victorious. He is not afraid to voice his opinion and tell others they are full of it.
Backstory:
Unlike most assassins, Seth’s childhood wasn’t brutal or filled with fighting and death. Instead, Seth is the son of a politician so his Childhood was spent traveling with his father who would frequent the public’s eye to present himself as a well-rounded person. However, Seth knew the truth of his father. He was obsessed with power and money. After his mother died in an accident, his father brought home a different woman each night. Seth saw just how much money and power corrupted a person’s mind. He knew his father would give him whatever he wanted to prove to the world he was a caring person. So his father didn’t bat an eyelash when Seth wanted to join the local MMA training group alongside a class to teach the youth how to properly use firearms.
Over the course of his life, he learned all about MMA and firearms until he was sure he could make it as an assassin. He wanted to rid the world of all the corrupted people in this world. Those who used others for their own gain and who destroyed others while building up their own legacy. His father would usually throw him a large wad of cash from time to time, but Seth always put it away for the evitable day he’d leave him. That day came when he was 18. He had accumulated a large sum of money from his father to move out to an apartment in what his father called the Scum streets. He then used his training to seek out the corrupted.
While Seth is considered an Assassin, he sees himself more as a Bounty Hunter. He uses an agency or in this case his friends black market shop to have clients leave Bounties for him. Once he completes a Bounty, the Clients pay his friend and she takes a cut before handing it to him.
Weapon:
Vehicle:
Name: Seth Rush
Age: 29
Appearance:
Number of Confirmed Kills: 26
Personality:
Seth is a calculating individual who thinks of every way to be victorious. He also thinks of ways to which his plans could be countered so he can see it happen and change accordingly. He’s always thinking and always coming up with new strategies to come out victorious. He is not afraid to voice his opinion and tell others they are full of it.
Backstory:
Unlike most assassins, Seth’s childhood wasn’t brutal or filled with fighting and death. Instead, Seth is the son of a politician so his Childhood was spent traveling with his father who would frequent the public’s eye to present himself as a well-rounded person. However, Seth knew the truth of his father. He was obsessed with power and money. After his mother died in an accident, his father brought home a different woman each night. Seth saw just how much money and power corrupted a person’s mind. He knew his father would give him whatever he wanted to prove to the world he was a caring person. So his father didn’t bat an eyelash when Seth wanted to join the local MMA training group alongside a class to teach the youth how to properly use firearms.
Over the course of his life, he learned all about MMA and firearms until he was sure he could make it as an assassin. He wanted to rid the world of all the corrupted people in this world. Those who used others for their own gain and who destroyed others while building up their own legacy. His father would usually throw him a large wad of cash from time to time, but Seth always put it away for the evitable day he’d leave him. That day came when he was 18. He had accumulated a large sum of money from his father to move out to an apartment in what his father called the Scum streets. He then used his training to seek out the corrupted.
While Seth is considered an Assassin, he sees himself more as a Bounty Hunter. He uses an agency or in this case his friends black market shop to have clients leave Bounties for him. Once he completes a Bounty, the Clients pay his friend and she takes a cut before handing it to him.
Weapon:
Vehicle:
Age: 29
Appearance:
Number of Confirmed Kills: 26
Personality:
Seth is a calculating individual who thinks of every way to be victorious. He also thinks of ways to which his plans could be countered so he can see it happen and change accordingly. He’s always thinking and always coming up with new strategies to come out victorious. He is not afraid to voice his opinion and tell others they are full of it.
Backstory:
Unlike most assassins, Seth’s childhood wasn’t brutal or filled with fighting and death. Instead, Seth is the son of a politician so his Childhood was spent traveling with his father who would frequent the public’s eye to present himself as a well-rounded person. However, Seth knew the truth of his father. He was obsessed with power and money. After his mother died in an accident, his father brought home a different woman each night. Seth saw just how much money and power corrupted a person’s mind. He knew his father would give him whatever he wanted to prove to the world he was a caring person. So his father didn’t bat an eyelash when Seth wanted to join the local MMA training group alongside a class to teach the youth how to properly use firearms.
Over the course of his life, he learned all about MMA and firearms until he was sure he could make it as an assassin. He wanted to rid the world of all the corrupted people in this world. Those who used others for their own gain and who destroyed others while building up their own legacy. His father would usually throw him a large wad of cash from time to time, but Seth always put it away for the evitable day he’d leave him. That day came when he was 18. He had accumulated a large sum of money from his father to move out to an apartment in what his father called the Scum streets. He then used his training to seek out the corrupted.
While Seth is considered an Assassin, he sees himself more as a Bounty Hunter. He uses an agency or in this case his friends black market shop to have clients leave Bounties for him. Once he completes a Bounty, the Clients pay his friend and she takes a cut before handing it to him.
Weapon:
Vehicle:
“Crap, Crap, Crap, CRAP!” Drake yelled as he ran through the burning warehouse. He slid under a support beam that fell and landed on top of a large machine. He quickly got back to his feet before another support beam fell and exposed the light from the outside. He looked around for a way out and changed directions to a large metal staircase leading towards a window that took up most of the wall. He placed his arms in front of his face and ran into the window. The glass shattered and he soared through the air before falling to the ground. He screamed as he flailed and grasped at the empty air before he yelled, “Cyclone!” the jewel in the dragon talisman around his neck changed to a lime green color before air came from the talisman and created dragon wings made of compressed air. They flapped and slowed his descent before he hit the ground and rolled away from the burning building. He took several deep breaths as the air flew back into the talisman. Once he was able to collect himself, he stood up and watched the warehouse burn. Well, that didn’t go as planned, a voice admitted.
“You think?!” Drake yelled. Before all this had happened he was on his way home when an alert popped into his phone. It was a report of possible illegal guns being shipped to one of the warehouses at the docks. He had installed the App to help find possible crimes and he figured this might be a good chance to train to be a proper hero. Unfortunately, it didn’t go as planned since the warehouse was now up in flames. Drake threw up his arms and ranted, “We were supposed to stop the traffic of illegal firearms and catch the bad guys, but instead: we set the damn place on fire, probably destroyed the evidence, and caused a massive amount of damage!” to anyone who might have seen him. Drake looked like he was arguing with himself.
To be fair: I gave you my power. You were the one who used fire in a wooden structure. The voice retorted. Yes, but you could have regulated how much power you gave Drake. a second, female voice pointed out. Where’s the fun in that? The first voice asked. Another support beam crashed within the warehouse and part of the roof caved in as the flames continued to rage. We can’t leave this place like this. The whole area is made of wood and will catch fire should the flames continue, a third voice pointed out.
“Cyclones right,” Drake said before the third voice said, Thank you. Drake sighed and added, “Aqua, we need to stop the flames before they spread.” Understood, just say the word and I’ll lend you my power the female voice said.
“Alright, let’s go,” Drake said before he yelled, “Aqua!” the jewel in the dragon talisman changed from lime green to crystal blue. Water rose up and shot towards Drake. It wrapped around his hands and arms to form gauntlets, around his feet and legs to form greaves and sabatons, his head to make a helm and finally water wrapped around his body and created dragon wings that extended from each shoulder blade. With one flap, the wings propelled Drake from the ground as water rose up with him. He controlled the water and had it spray onto the flames as white smoke exploded from the burning building.
Once the last bit of flames were extinguished he landed back down at the dock as the jewel changed to pure white and the water fell to the ground. Drake let out a sigh. You think anyone noticed the blaze? The first voice asked.
“I think the whole damn city saw it Inferno!” Drake yelled. I believe we should leave before we get into trouble. A fourth voice suggested. Drake nodded and agreed, “Your right Terra. Let the authorities handle the rest.” Drake looked around before he ran off in hopes no one saw his blunder.
“You think?!” Drake yelled. Before all this had happened he was on his way home when an alert popped into his phone. It was a report of possible illegal guns being shipped to one of the warehouses at the docks. He had installed the App to help find possible crimes and he figured this might be a good chance to train to be a proper hero. Unfortunately, it didn’t go as planned since the warehouse was now up in flames. Drake threw up his arms and ranted, “We were supposed to stop the traffic of illegal firearms and catch the bad guys, but instead: we set the damn place on fire, probably destroyed the evidence, and caused a massive amount of damage!” to anyone who might have seen him. Drake looked like he was arguing with himself.
To be fair: I gave you my power. You were the one who used fire in a wooden structure. The voice retorted. Yes, but you could have regulated how much power you gave Drake. a second, female voice pointed out. Where’s the fun in that? The first voice asked. Another support beam crashed within the warehouse and part of the roof caved in as the flames continued to rage. We can’t leave this place like this. The whole area is made of wood and will catch fire should the flames continue, a third voice pointed out.
“Cyclones right,” Drake said before the third voice said, Thank you. Drake sighed and added, “Aqua, we need to stop the flames before they spread.” Understood, just say the word and I’ll lend you my power the female voice said.
“Alright, let’s go,” Drake said before he yelled, “Aqua!” the jewel in the dragon talisman changed from lime green to crystal blue. Water rose up and shot towards Drake. It wrapped around his hands and arms to form gauntlets, around his feet and legs to form greaves and sabatons, his head to make a helm and finally water wrapped around his body and created dragon wings that extended from each shoulder blade. With one flap, the wings propelled Drake from the ground as water rose up with him. He controlled the water and had it spray onto the flames as white smoke exploded from the burning building.
Once the last bit of flames were extinguished he landed back down at the dock as the jewel changed to pure white and the water fell to the ground. Drake let out a sigh. You think anyone noticed the blaze? The first voice asked.
“I think the whole damn city saw it Inferno!” Drake yelled. I believe we should leave before we get into trouble. A fourth voice suggested. Drake nodded and agreed, “Your right Terra. Let the authorities handle the rest.” Drake looked around before he ran off in hopes no one saw his blunder.
Drake walked out of the small coffee shop he always went to in the morning. He held the door open for a few college kids as he shuffled through his iPod for the song. He sipped at his coffee before he let the door close and walked back home. He had the day off from his job and was going to see if he could find a few crimes to stop. Nothing too big, just something small that would help him get the hang of being a hero. His phone buzzed and he quickly took it out to see the news article about a gang being busted by the police.
“Nice. Looks like someone else is going the hero route as well,” Drake said before he took another sip from his coffee before he put his phone back into his pocket, found the song he wanted, placed his headphones over his ears and started home to come up with a plan. The rain feels so nice today. A feminine voice said in Drake’s mind.
Speak for yourself! Another voice argued before it added, its way to damp and cold. I’d prefer a summers day over this. Please do not argue, we do not control the weather here. A third voice stated before it apologized, I’m sorry for those two, they don’t know how troublesome it is to have multiple voices in one’s mind.
“No worries, I’ve gotten used to it,” Drake admitted in his Styrofoam cup as he took another sip of his coffee. He made sure no one was around when he said this. To be fair: it was still a little weird to hear the spirits of the four dragons from his talisman in his mind, but he saw them as friends rather than burdens. Sure their arguing and bickering might cause him to have a headache now and again, but it was entertainment to him to think of mythical creatures arguing like children. What is that wonderful aroma Mr. Sydell? A fourth voice asked politely.
“Just drake is fine,” Drake said before he added, “its caramel drizzle. It’s one of my favorite flavors.” He took another sip and let out a satisfied sigh. That girl in that place seems to know your favorites. The second voice interjected with a laugh. Oh please, she was being nice. The first voice protested before it added,she’s too uppity for Drake anyway
“And here we go again,” Drake sighed before he finished off his coffee and dumped it into a trash can before continuing home. It’s going to be a long day. Drake thought as he shook his head.
“Nice. Looks like someone else is going the hero route as well,” Drake said before he took another sip from his coffee before he put his phone back into his pocket, found the song he wanted, placed his headphones over his ears and started home to come up with a plan. The rain feels so nice today. A feminine voice said in Drake’s mind.
Speak for yourself! Another voice argued before it added, its way to damp and cold. I’d prefer a summers day over this. Please do not argue, we do not control the weather here. A third voice stated before it apologized, I’m sorry for those two, they don’t know how troublesome it is to have multiple voices in one’s mind.
“No worries, I’ve gotten used to it,” Drake admitted in his Styrofoam cup as he took another sip of his coffee. He made sure no one was around when he said this. To be fair: it was still a little weird to hear the spirits of the four dragons from his talisman in his mind, but he saw them as friends rather than burdens. Sure their arguing and bickering might cause him to have a headache now and again, but it was entertainment to him to think of mythical creatures arguing like children. What is that wonderful aroma Mr. Sydell? A fourth voice asked politely.
“Just drake is fine,” Drake said before he added, “its caramel drizzle. It’s one of my favorite flavors.” He took another sip and let out a satisfied sigh. That girl in that place seems to know your favorites. The second voice interjected with a laugh. Oh please, she was being nice. The first voice protested before it added,she’s too uppity for Drake anyway
“And here we go again,” Drake sighed before he finished off his coffee and dumped it into a trash can before continuing home. It’s going to be a long day. Drake thought as he shook his head.
@Azure Sea
So what's the plan as far as relationships with all the characters?
we could have out introduction ost as to what our characters are doing before something or someone causes all our characters to meet up. not sure if you all are up for that idea, just a thought that came to mind.
@ReveTheDreamer looks good, when you finish with the picture you can put it into the character tab
@Jinxlynx@sassy1085
are you guys still interested. if so, you can place your characters in the character tab and finish them there.
@Jinxlynx@sassy1085
are you guys still interested. if so, you can place your characters in the character tab and finish them there.
@sassy1085@Jinxlynx
looking good so far. once you two finish up the character sheets I'll take a second look, but so far everything is looking good.
looking good so far. once you two finish up the character sheets I'll take a second look, but so far everything is looking good.
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