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    1. Shikaru 12 yrs ago

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@Gnar The Missing Link Nice. I'll tap up a CS then(yay for phones). Pic will have to come tommorrow tho.
@Gnar The Missing Link What kind of weapons are available? Guns, exotic custom? What kind of characters? Le average joes/brutes only mostly? I am /very/ interested in this RP and would love to make a character.

I just need the nitty gritty details of what is acceptable or not.
Probably going to make another character...Or two. Simply to get things moving with more character interaction/be less dull.
Name: John Cena Clemmings
Age: 65
Species: Filthy un-washed human Human
Pic: Will come later k.
Bio/History/Backstory: Ever since John was young he was always a smart kid, building things out of common items, extraordinary things. He could take a pile of random parts and make just about anything, he had a natural affinity for inventing and building.

Despite his gift of intelligence you'd never guess it with a simple passing glance, looking more like a man who thought with his fists than with his head.

He lead a normal life aside from his vastly superior intellect, growing bored of school and simply passing it because his parents wanted the best for him in life.

Straight out of college he began his work, inventing weaponry, vehicles, appliances. All sorts of things, slowly amassing a fortune through government grants and sales of his inventions.

One day, he just up and took his money and retracted from the outside world. War struck, war between man and beast. He watched them fight on the television, such grace, such power. Power he could harness to further humanity, evolve it into the perfect creature.

Thus, Project X was formed. With the fortune he had amassed he had enough money to start up a false company selling pharmacueticals and the like and a massive lab and facility with the highest of tech, most of which he invented himself.

As luck should have it a few years after it's founding, he stumbled across Erick. He would be the first perfect creature, the first Evangelion.

It took years of testing, refining, remaking before finally the designs were finished. Both for the Limiter and the gene capsules. First came Erick, then came six more. The first of the Evangelions. The first of the perfect creatures.

Faction/Goals: Project X. To unify humanity and supernatural alike into the perfect being.

Powers: John has a much faster thought and logic process than other humans and most vampires, he is able to solve the toughest of problems and think of 99 out of 100 possible outcomes within a few minutes.

He is slightly telepathic, able to read minds at short range.

Weapons:

[PIST0L]

His custom made side arm he keeps on him wherever he goes, even as he sleeps. It is a compact machine pistol firing caseless explosive .45 founds with a mag of 20. Firing in bursts of 5 per shot. He carries two pistols and several extra mags hidden along with the pistols on the inside of his lab-coat.

[PDA Mk 3]

Seemingly an ordinary Personal Data assistant, it is the size of an iPad Mini which he carries in the front pocket of his coat. With it he has a plethora of tools, including the key behind the Limiter bombs.

It's functions include:

Calendar
Cellphone
Calculator
...
etc...

The fun bits include:

EMP: Yes John, there is an app for that. The PDA is capable of releasing a 5 ft outward circle of an EMP at the press of a button, capable of shorting out most electronics in range. Drains the battery like a motherfucker.

Tap: A function wherein he can hack into any security camera system remotely, either inside or outside the place of business he is stalking.

[1x Knife]

Keeps a knife in his boot, 'nuff said.

Skills: Superior intelligence.

Expert with his PIST0L and any light weapon similar.

Strategist.

Decent in CQC.
@BurningCold Blood laughed loudly, "I don't swing that way buddy sorry!" He shouted, laughing more. This shitty motorcycle was bound to run out of gas eventually, Blood looked at the gauge. 2 ticks from empty and still several hundred miles to go. Shit. He'd need a new vehicle soon, his armor was to mangled to go out on foot. He wouldn't really give two shits about the armor if it wasn't for Scarlet, and Carolina kicking his ass.
@Slendy what about Project X? >_>
@Kurai Assassin Erick glared at him from behind his visor, "Name's Erick, and the same thing that awaits you awaits me, Evac. I have information on Purge that can change everything. Believe me or not, I don't care. By the way, one of your agents said to maintain comm silence. I'd advise doing that." Erick replied, extending a hand offering to help York up.
Posted. May or may not bring in another character. Still need to make the scientist guy for project x. Suggestions for him?
Seattle Seahawks stadium...easy enough. It also looked like the twin towers decided square peg doesn't fit in tiny round hole. Good. Should be easy enough to get there. He quickly manuevered through the sewers, stopping for nothing. He damn near skidded to a halt, unfortunately he didn't do so soon enough. He ran directly into York and Flordia, the three hit the ground and nearly the sewer water itself.

York clambered for the pistol and aimed it defensively at Erick. "I don't have time for this. Pick yourself up and get to the stadium..." Erick told him sharply, he began to step around him but a shot was fired hitting the wall directly beside him. "If I wanted you dead I wouldn't have helped you earlier and I would easily kill you now. Stop your bullshit and come on." Erick said, sighing. It was going to continue to be one of those days.
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"Slowing down isn't a thing I do buddy!" He shouted at the crow-man-vampire-thing that'd helped him. After finding several cities being attacked by ghouls, Blood had stuck to the back roads. Ironically enough, it was proving faster. He gauged he didn't have long to get to base, a few hours at most. The one thing that concerned him was where Silver had gotten off to, and if Yamada had caught her again, or even worse Purge. He sighed. He'd have to look for her after his armor was repaired and everything wasn't going to shit, which would be...almost never. Eh. He'd make time.
Time to catch up on posts...
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