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In the year 2075, the combined powers of The United Nations assembled a small group of scientists from around the globe in order to combat a most virulent problem: The growing severity of third world hunger in the wake of global warming, which had rendered most developing countries incapable of developing their own crops.
Almost 80% of the human population, therefore, was in a state of famine.

They were tasked with the innovation and improvement of early 21st century 3D Printing technology, with the expressed goal of creating machines capable of mass-producing edible food from other basic materials: It was dubbed Project Aid (or “Project Feed The World”), and was to take two decades to complete.
However, four long years into the project’s life, a terrible accident occurred.

On July 1st, 2079, a mechanical fault in an experimental new type of printer resulted in a fiery explosion, and the destruction of Project Aid’s laboratory in Stockholm, Sweden.
None of the scientists, fortunately, were killed: However, the project’s leader, a Doctor Oskar Louw, was seriously scarred and, it was theorised, would spend the rest of his life in a burn-ward.
Project Aid was disbanded following this news, their facilities were forsaken, and The United Nations moved on in search of other methods of combating third-world starvation.

Or they would have, had Louw not made an utterly remarkable recovery.
Within a week, his scars had healed and his burns simply disappeared: Oskar Louw was as fresh-faced and unharmed as he had been in 2075, and physicians everywhere called it a miracle.
Louw, however, knew better.

And so, despite Project Aid’s funding being revoked following the event that would come to be known as The Stockholm Surge, the scientists involved returned to their old facility- which had been decimated weeks prior – to find the most remarkable thing.
The entire facility had been reconstructed, but not by human hands: It was as if the building’s wounds had healed, just as Oskar’s had.
They quickly descended into rigorous experimentation.

Soon, Louw’s group would learn that the printer that had caused the explosion was not, itself, damaged.
And, even more curiously, they found that it seemed to be absorbing the data present on their laboratory equipment: Their computers, calculators, phones and web routers.
Louw theorised that- through some miraculous mistake- Project Aid had given birth to something far greater than simply rearranging matter.
He suggested that, perhaps, that they had discovered a way of manifesting digital data in the physical world.
He was right.

By 2105, world hunger was a distant memory, and Project Aid had long since been put to rest…
So that Project Gemini- or The Augmented Reality Project- could live.
After successfully recreating their ‘Data Printer’ in a safe laboratory within the tundras of Russia, Louw’s Gemini Project saw them distributed around the planet, in the hopes that he might one day join the digital and physical worlds together, and produce a reality that exceeded what man alone could build.

This was the birth of The New World.
Across the planet, data began to pour- almost seemingly from the sky- and reconstruct the world as we knew it.
Villages became towns. Towns, cities.
And cities… Mega-Cities.
Sky scrapers began to grow larger, and sleeker: Massive, smooth black obelisks through which data flowed at a constant, in the form of neon lights.
All manners of life changed: The sky became subject to the whims of whoever controlled the data, and as a result, so did weather.
Bridges were replaced by data-highways, and transportation between nations became near-instant, as scientists learned how to turn human beings into data themselves.

Louw passed away in 2110, knowing that he had created a utopia, in which disease was non-existent and there was data for all.
But all was not well, in this New World.

What humanity hadn’t realised in their haste to build their Nirvana is that data is not inherently good.
And neither are the people who control it.
Shortly after this age of light, there came a decade of darkness.

Viruses began to appear, in the hundreds of thousands: Present, tangible… dangerous.
And like wild beasts, they devoured and destroyed al l they saw. Data Skyscrapers crumbled, data-crops wilted, and the sky became a deep, unshifting black, which neither the sun nor the stars could breach.
Viruses did all of this, and more.
They burned cities to the ground, razed towns and devoured human beings who- over the generations- had become imbued with data themselves.
This is where they drew their power: They fed on data. Each byte made them stronger yet.
And all at the command of their invisible masters: A group so secretive that even their true name is not known.
Some claim that, at some point, they were a group known as “Anonymous”, hackers who ‘d taken advantage of the New World in order to wreak a campaign of fear.
Others yet suggested that, perhaps, they were the “Illuminati” those same hackers had once claimed to fight again, imposing their New World Order…
It didn’t matter.
Civilians just called them “The Morbi”, The Disease.

By 2121, all hope seemed lost.
Colossi thundered across the planet’s surface, unopposed as they devoured the bare rock face and terrorised whoever it was who dared stand up against them.
People cursed Louw’s name, and the names of Projects Gemini and Aid.
And that is when things truly changed.

In 2122, they came.
Soundlessly from out of the night, as though they had been born from the same abyss as The Morbi, as their virus brethren.
But of course, this was not the case.
They burst from the dark with swords of radiant light, and with them they tore, they severed and they skirmished.
These were the first Moderators. These were our heroes.

Claiming to be the children of Project Aid’s original participants, they- just as The Morbi had- had discovered how to empower themselves through the manipulation of data.
From head to toe, they were protected by shining material, which blocked blows like steel but flexed like silk: And in each of their hands they grasped a new weapon, which tore and devoured viral data as if they were the flaming swords of angels.

But they were not equals: They had the advantage. The Morbi had only copied Louw’s work, only emulated it…
The Moderators possessed it. And they had improved it.
Powerful, and benefiting from being unexpected, they marched, and beat back The Morbi’s army.
But even then, they alone were not enough: And so they revealed their secret to the world.
The Initialisers.

Produced from half-finished blueprints left by Doctor Oskar Louw in his will, and the technological ingenuity of Project Aid’s successors, these brave warriors had managed to develop a device which would temporarily issue them superhuman abilities.
They would become masters of data, able to form weapons, and- when they were weak enough- seal viruses away forever.

This revealed, they issued sixteen of these Initialisers to four other groups of four from around the globe, and- together- they crushed the virus threat.
They could not, however, find The Morbi , who- following their loss- simply disappeared altogether.
But The Moderators knew that, someday, they would be back… so they asked the UN to issue them the rights to form a new police force, an anti-virus army in the guise of civilians.
The UN, of course, granted them full permissions.

The year is now 2240, almost one hundred and twenty years after the original Moderators beat back the virus forcers.
Of course, they are long gone now, and their first Initialiser- Which belonged to an individual who referred to himself simply “W”, the first Moderator leader- is kept safely and securely on display in the lobby of the Moderator’s Central Bureau, in Proto-City, New York.

But they look archaic, now: Times have changed, and so too has technology.
The world has entered its second digital age, in which those stylish, sleek neon skyscrapers have finally been re-erected, and each Mega-City boasts a squadron of Moderators in order to ensure that they remain that way.
The children of those first Moderators are “The Admins” now, a board of politically and data-wise powerful individuals who govern where it is Moderators train, where they are assigned and what position they are assigned to.

And of course, no city is more prolific than Proto-City, in which the first Moderators made their original appearance, and began their ruthless campaign to restore humanity and resist The Morbi.
Not only is it amongst the largest and most technologically advanced cities, but it also boasts expansive shopping districts, numerous world-famous landmarks, and- most importantly- the world’s best trained group of Moderators.

Moderators 101 through 107 are world famous for their shows of dexterity, skill and grace.
They are brave. They are smart. And they are the best Moderators this world has to offer.
Some even say, they’re greater than their progenitors.

But all is not well.

In these last few years, viral incidents have been on the rise: And for all that time, the Proto-City Moderators have kept them firmly beneath their boots.
But suddenly, in the March of this year, they mysteriously vanished during a conflict with a water-based virus plaguing Proto-City’s outer borough.
This is bad, bad news.

Fortunately, whilst they are searched for, they can be substituted without the public ever having to know.
Moderators keep their civilian identities a secret at all times, meaning that- when their replacements are Logged In- they’re virtually indistinguishable from the originals…
Unfortunately, the only replacements available right now are you guys.

With every other Mega-City currently occupied with controlling the gradual increase of virus attacks that have occurred over these last few years, The Moderators Bureau has been forced to take the most suitable candidates available from their private Moderator academy, and issue them with the titles of Moderators 101 through 107.
However, as all of the academy’s top students had already graduated and been assigned to positions elsewhere…
We’ve gotten you. The lowest percentile above passing.

You are poorly trained. You are inexperienced. You are being given power that you cannot yet fully understand.
And you are the only line of defence Proto-City has against the threat of a Virus resurgence.
God help us all.

Best of luck, Proto-Moderators… B-Team.

[MODERATORS PROFILE]
Name:
Age: (All academy graduates are 20+)
Gender:
Nationality:
Moderator ID No.: 101
Moderator colour code:
Initialiser: I’ll send you a link to your Initialiser image after you’ve finished the profile.
Modifier Chosen (lvl 1): The fact this is “lvl 1” is significant: As the roleplay goes on, the characters will gradually be promoted through the ranks and unlock/acquire more Modifiers along the way.
Moderator Weapon and Description: Each Moderator forges their own weapon at the end of their Academic career. It can be a firearm, a blade or a battle-axe, just know that it consist of data.
Its aesthetics and mode of attack are yours to design: But keep in mind data-swords and data-guns are equally effective in dispatching viruses.
Moderator’s Appearance:
I will accept pictures drawn specifically of the character, but otherwise no dice: And either way, I’d like at least a brief written description. These CSs are, after all, an examination of your writing capability.
Moderator’s Bio: What was life like before they were a Moderator? What drove them to become one?
… why did they end up in B-Team, if they were so keen?

[MODIFIERS]

Initialisers are the most powerful tools you have as Moderators. They gift you increased strength, increased speed and increased dexterity...
And, to each individual, they grant a unique power: A Modifier, to help you in battle.
As you rank up amongst the Moderators, you'll unlock and gain more of them. But as you're all level ones, you've got access to seven to choose from:


The Hookshot is a grappling tool that- when summoned- appears on a Moderator's wrist.
Its use is simple: To lift a Moderator to a specific location, and then suspend them there for as long as the power is in use. If a new hookshot is generated, the original will disintegrate into binary data before rejoining the Augmented Reality grid.
Your chains will also disintegrate if you are subject to an attack and take damage.
Due to the density of the hookshot, it cannot be used as a weapon on standard virus threats- who are not very dense at all, and thus are subject to having denser data pass through them- but on larger threats it may be used to grapple onto and pierce body parts.
These incidents are very rare, however, and this should be considered nothing more than a transport tool.


Invisibility is one of the most commonly used level one Moderator tools available: By convincing the data integrated into your Moderator suit to correlate with that of your surroundings, you will slowly fade out until you become totally invisible to the naked eye.
Most Viruses (save for those in possession of 'Allsight') will be incapable of seeing you, as will most civilians. Your footfalls will also be silenced.
Invisibility does not render your weapon invisible, however (for health and safety reasons), so it is better to keep it sheathed until you are poised to strike.
Being hit whilst invisible will terminate the power and render you visible again.


Binding is arguably the most useful first level Moderator Modifiers available.
Similar in nature to the hookshot, binding works by generating a pair of chains from the data present in the Augmented Reality Grid, and then manipulating them into restricting a virus' movements, rendering the average virus totally incapable of escape, and slowing the progress of larger ones.
Only one virus can be subjected to binding at any given time, however, meaning that it is not applicable to group attacks.
The binds will break if you take damage whilst upholding them.


Allsight is a favourite among teams who have an Invisibility-orientated Moderator present.
With allsight, a moderator becomes capable of seeing data in its rawest form, revealing any invisible presences, such as viruses, within their vicinity, as well as the weaker spots of larger viruses.
Allsight is compromised when you take damage, but can easily be reactivated, as it is the quickest Modifier in terms of recovery time.


Another Modifier that's very commonly used in A-Teams, Flight grants a Moderator the ability to fashion a pair of mechanical wings from the data present in The Augmented Reality Grid, and defy the laws of gravity by taking flight.
The wings are not as quick as the hookshot, but are continuous and far more dexterous.
They're risky, however, as taking damage will terminate them, and it's very rarely that they recharge before the Moderator using them hits the ground.
Still, they're a favourite amongs those who prefer aerial combat.


A newly created Modifier, Metallurgy grants a Moderator the ability to encase their entire body in data-steel, rendering them totally immune to harm, but also incapable of moving.
It's been found quite popular by teams who prefer distraction tactics, but has been critiqued by many as being hard to use otherwise.
It is, however, one of two level one Modifiers not subject to being terminated upon hostile contact, and is instead bound to a ten minute time limit.


Phasing is one of the most difficult Modifiers to master, but also one of the most useful in terms of guerrilla warfare.
Phasing allows a Moderator to momentarily render their bodies as pure data, and pass through physical objects.
During this transition, they are physically intangible: They cannot be harmed, but nor can they do harm to others.
Whilst this would seem ideal, the act of phasing is extremely physically taxing and has been known to cause even the most prolific Moderators to faint with over-use.

All of these Modifers are physically taxing, and thus cannot be used for more than ten minutes at a time without rendering their user exhausted and incapable of fighting. They are all, however, very useful in moderation.

A pair of Moderators can combine their Modifiers and weapons together as long as they're in physical contact, but this can be twice as physically and mentally taxing overall.
All is said and done, so go forth and make your characters!
The lovely artwork was done by my good friend Companion, who did it for nothing just because she's utterly fantastic.

Proto-City Moderator's Roster
Red 101 - CaptainJenno
Blue 102 - Darkwoflsoul010
Green 103 - Pumpkin Prince
Yellow 104 - Position vacant, Moderator terminated
Pink 105 - Vess
Black 106 - Scarifar
Orange 107 - Position vacant, Moderator terminated


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DIBS ON ORANGE.
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Tossing out my interest like I did in the interest check. Just in case :P

EDIT: Character idea in the Interest Check to show I mean business ^^
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Saving myself a spot since I go to work in 20 min, and wont be back until late tonight
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[MODERATORS PROFILE]
Name: Malika Bjornstad
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Nationality: Norwegian
Moderator ID No.: 103
Moderator colour code: Green
Initialiser:
Modifier Chosen (lvl 1): Binding
Moderator Weapon and Description: The ‘Kaze-Kage’ – a Japanese-style long sword with an accompanying sheath. The blade is sharp and keen – Silver, but with a black sheen to it. The sheath is a deep green, so as to ‘give impression of shadow retreating back into wind’.
Moderator’s Appearance: Malika is a fairly tall, quite thin woman with deep brown eyes and fairly long blonde hair (its styling seems to change whenever she feels it so). She has light freckles on her cheek, and despite her height and thin build manages to be fairly toned.
Moderator’s Bio: Malika was born to a fairly average family, and from her teen years she found herself immersed in the world of foreign television. The cold, cool gunslingers of the westerns, the bright, peppy girls who fought for love and justice, the cocky, sword-wielding apprentices learning the ropes – She became immersed in hundreds of different worlds the more she watched. Fairly regular for a teenager – But it didn’t stop at 18. Malika had lots of ‘personas’ she would adopt at different times, based on what she thought seemed ‘coolest’ at that moment. One thing in particular managed to pull her attention from the television screen of choice – The Moderators. Being part of a team, fighting bad guys in awesome coloured armour with cool weapons? It was exactly like the shows she’d watch! This was her chance to finally live that life! She couldn’t have filled in that application quickly. The application made her out as a very promising candidate – She had several sporting and athletic accolades, and she was above-average in terms of grades. However, it didn’t take the people in charge long to see that she just wasn’t cut out for the A-Team. Even at 21 she was surprisingly immature and constantly obsessed with what was ‘cool’ rather than what was practical (it took a very long time to talk her out of getting a sword crossed with a gun because she couldn’t decide which was ‘more coolest’). The reason given was that her they felt her personality would not make her fit for the serious standard the A-Team upheld. What they really thought was that Malika’s personality was insufferable. All of them. Overall though, Malika is a fairly nice and approachable person; though she may leave some people in the dust with her love of tangents and lack of understanding about when the best time to stop talking is, she isn’t anti-social and at least tries to make friends. At least, if she’s wearing the right ‘persona’…
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[MODERATORS PROFILE]
Name: Oliver Baudwin
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Nationality: Australian
Moderator Colour/ID No.: Red-101
Moderator colour code: Red
Initialiser:
Modifier Chosen (lvl 1): Hookshot
Moderator Weapon and Description: Hauteclere.
Hauteclere is a basket-hilted broadsword, approaching sixty inches in length and with a hilt made out of carbon steel, although aesthetically it closer resembles well-polished brass.
The blade itself is made of pure data, and consists therefore entirely of a radiant blue beam, harbouring a white-hot core. Pixels reflective of data float around its form.

Moderator’s Appearance:
Standing at 5’11 and weighing an arguably unhealthy 130 pounds, Oliver is an overall tall but lean figure.
His face is pale, with the faintest shadows of freckles scattered sparsely across his cheeks, and equally faint rings beneath his eyes.
His hair, contrastingly, is a shaggy charcoal black, and falls just short of his chin in messy, uncoordinated waves.
His eyes are gunmetal and somewhat foggy, and are often shielded by his oval glasses.

He wears a old, worn leather biker’s jacket which fits his frame poorly, and has a patch with the words “Red 058” sewn across the shoulder blades.
Under this, he wears t-shirts that change between the days, and a pair of dark green jeans.

Moderator’s Bio: Born and raised in sunny Rock-City- previously known as Canberra- in the midst of one rather balmy February, Oliver had always idolised his city’s Moderators as brave purveyors of justice, and wanted to be like them since first he could entertain the thought.

By the age of five, he’d even picked a favourite: Moderator Red ’85, commander of The Australian Rock-Mods.
Red ’85 was all he wanted to be; He was strong; He was brave and he was downright heroic.
In fact, if there was one topic on which Oliver and his somewhat aloof father ever bonded over, it was the Australian Rock-Mods, and how totally rad they were.

But of course, as was always the case betwixt hopeful children and distant parents, life became turbulent during Oliver’s teenage years.
A stricter regime began to be enforced in the household in retaliation to a gradual increase in virus attacks: A curfew was employed, which Oliver- and his older brother, Jack- detested greatly.
Their father would also disappear at random, and when he returned would remain totally adamant that he’d done nothing worth mentioning, even when confronted by their mother.
Then, when Jack- and later, Oliver- expressed interest in applying for the local Moderator’s Academy, their father fervently denied them the right, refusing to sign the proper paperwork on the grounds that Moderating was “far too dangerous.”

And so, Oliver and Jack were restricted to their home and local neighbourhood for much of their teenage lives: And resultantly, in a quest to find something to do, the two developed somewhat of a sibling rivalry.
They would challenge each other at everything: Who dared venture the furthest out of their father’s protective circle? (Jack) Who dared to break curfew, and sneak out after dark? (Jack)
Who could pick up the most phone numbers? (Jack) And who could arm wrestle best? (Jack)

This rivalry would soon evolve, however: Those challenges escalated, and with them, so did the tension between those brothers.
Jack would task Oliver with following their father whenever he left, but he’d always chicken out, and vice versa.
And the failure to complete these contests would breed animosity between them both, as one mocked the other.

Still, despite his growing bitterness towards his sibling and his father’s overbearing- in spite of the man’s avoidant nature- Oliver found comfort in one thing.
The Moderators, whenever their virus-battling ventures were televised. Sometimes, even Jack would make a temporary peace so that they could watch their heroes together.
Jack preferred Blue 059.
… Oliver thought Jack had stupid opinions.

Still, perhaps it was this fascination with the Moderators that lead to the events of March, shortly after Oliver’s sixteenth birthday.
A viral attack on Western Rock-City had been detected early, and Jack challenged Oliver to go and watch the battle from the streets- as many civilians did- and speak with Moderator Red 058.
Oliver would get his wish that night, but not in the way he’d intended.

Suiting up with an autograph book and a camera, Oliver set out for the streets, steeling his nerves with the promise that he’d finally meet his childhood hero.
Maybe Red could convince his dad to finally let him join the academy!

When he arrived, however, his regrets overtook him: Civilians were running the other way as some massive, tyrannosaur-reminiscent virus stormed its way down Canberra street and threatened to crush everything in its wake.
The city was aflame, and sparks blew aggressively through the air as the virus tracked fire wherever it walked.
Other people had the common sense to flee. Oliver didn’t.
He panicked. He froze.
It saw him.

As though it’d spotted an ant amongst the gravel, the virus descended on him, moving like a fluid wave.
Oliver closed his eyes, and at that moment decided he’d made peace with the world.
Except for Jack.
Jack was a jerk.

But at that moment, something miraculous happened: As if from nowhere there zipped a Moderator, whom seized him by the waist and rushed him off to the safety of a nearby alley at sonic speed.
When finally Oliver opened his eyes again, Red 058 was clasping his shoulders tightly.
The run had made his ears ring, purely because of the speed: But he could just barely make out, “Are you alright, Oliver?”
“Wow, you’re Red 058!”
“Heh, sure am. You a fan?”
“Huge! Your biggest! My brother says Blue is better, but he doesn’t know anything!”
“Blue is a good soldier. We’re all fighting to keep this city safe, so show Blue some love too, okay?”
“Okay…”
“Att’a boy. Now stay here, okay? I’ll fetch you soon.”

Oliver had nodded firmly, and Red had rushed off.
“Wait! How did you know my name!”
But by then, Red 058 was gone…
And all he’d left behind was an old leather jacket, a gift to his biggest fan.

So Oliver obeyed. Oliver waited.
And soon, a Moderator did come to collect him… but it wasn’t Red 058.
Green 060 was the one who brought the bad news: That Red had died on the battlefield, but had died so that thousands of others might live.
Oliver, of course, was heartbroken: But not as heartbroken as he was about to be.

Green 060 escorted him calmly out of the alley, speaking softly and encouragingly as he walked Oliver carefully across the street.
Red 058 lay calmly on a stretcher, immobile and hard. His visor cracked, his face- for the first time- revealed…
To be John Baudwin.
”Dad.”

What happened next seemed almost a blur: Weeks of switching between fits of sobbing and rapid aggression. A greater rift building between he and Jack, as both blamed the other for their father’s demise.
A great guilt setting in, when Oliver realised that every strict thing his father had ever ordered of them, he’d ordered for their protection.
And a pensive sadness that followed, when he realised he’d lived with his hero his whole life, and never thanked him.

At some point in the following year, both Jack and Oliver decided they were to become Moderators, and carry on his legacy.
Green 060 was happy to arrange them being sent to the academy.
And the academy was happy to receive them.
Or, at least, they were happy to receive Jack.

Oliver had the determination and drive to be a great Moderator, they often said: But he lacked just about everything else.
Certainly, he was brave, but he wasn’t very strong.
And of course, he was honourable, but he wasn’t very fast, either.
Parallel to him, Jack excelled almost ceaselessly: And that success drove Oliver to refuse to quit, even when his teachers were almost begging him too.

Eventually, he became fairly capable with a sword, and his determination was remarked upon as one of the defining features of a Moderator…
Not the most desirable trait he could’ve had, but certainly it was a start.
He would graduate a year after Jack.
His brother went on to serve in Tokyo as Blues-City’s Blue-42, whereas Oliver was bound for Proto-City, New York, when times grew desperate and their Moderators mysteriously vanished.
Now, he is determined to become a great Moderator commander.
He just wished people would stop saying his brother would be an even better one.
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DIBS ON ORANGE.


I'm afraid there is no dibbsing, friend, but orange is an option.

Moderator colours go as follows:
- Red (101)
- Blue (102)
- Green (103)
- Yellow (104)
- Pink (105)
- Black (106)
- Orange (107)

With the CSs, colours are first approved, first served.
I will provide each of you with an Initialiser that reflects your choices, too.
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Speaking of dibs, Dibs are pretty tasty.
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I now want Dibs. *checks fridge* *sees none* Damn.
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Is there already a CS? :)
because i would like to create my character ^^
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Is there already a CS? :)because i would like to create my character ^^


Not yet, that's in the process of being made. People in the interest check seemed to be under the impression they could do certain very odd things, so I'm making sure the instructions are very clear.
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I might as well move the conversation on to here since OOC stuff.

Would it be possible for a virus to act tame but ultimately be looking towards the destruction of the team through various bits of scheming and undermining? All the while eating it's own, lesser-minded, virus brethren simply to continue it's ruse? It's no longer a character idea anymore but I'd like to expand upon it anyway seeing as how it might be an interesting side-plot later down the road.

Also what's wrong with very odd things? Very odd things are amazing! I'll probably continue screwing around with character ideas in very odd ways anyway, just not with viruses. Maybe I could take the augmented reality yet still reality thing to a different understanding by making a human a non-humanoid. Or other various things I'm going to attempt to toss around willy-nilly. I'm sorry if I already seem like a handful :P
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I might as well move the conversation on to here since OOC stuff. Would it be possible for a virus to act tame but ultimately be looking towards the destruction of the team through various bits of scheming and undermining? All the while eating it's own, lesser-minded, virus brethren simply to continue it's ruse? It's no longer a character idea anymore but I'd like to expand upon it anyway seeing as how it might be an interesting side-plot later down the road. Also what's wrong with very odd things? Very odd things are amazing! I'll probably continue screwing around with character ideas in very odd ways anyway, just not with viruses. Maybe I could take the augmented reality yet still reality thing to a different understanding by making a human a non-humanoid. Or other various things I'm going to attempt to toss around willy-nilly. I'm sorry if I already seem like a handful :P


Again, no. Moderators wouldn't recruit a virus, because viruses are kind of the causes of all of their problems. And they aren't biological viruses, they can't serve a purpose in making vaccines: They're just violent, mindless beasts under the control of The Morbi. They're exactly what they say on the tin.

Now I should probably make a point of this because I fear we're already getting into the territory of characters being unmanageable in-story, and we haven't even *made* those characters yet.
I appreciate your enthusiasms, and you're imaginative character ideas. Your initiative is a sign of somebody very imaginative, which is the trait of a good roleplay.
But your character is a Moderator.
That's what this roleplay is about. Moderators.
Not viruses, nor androids (although androids do exist). Just Moderators- The B-Team- trying really hard not to suck at the job they've been dropped into.

This is precisely why it's about the good guys. Because I want these characters to develop, as humans. It's a punch-and-kick-'em-up, sure, but it's got a slice of life aspect to it: They're civilians, too, and I want those civilian identities to grow.
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A real-life virtual data dog :D
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Well, isn't that wonderful! And here I was thinking that kind of personal aspect would have bored you. Plus the sort of 'zany' things I've been talking about are much easier to make up as apposed to a believable and relatable character, do you know how hard it is to be original and still do that? Perhaps I've gotten a bit cynical about roleplayers as of late, but thank you for the compliment and the gentle let-downs. It shows good character from a GM.
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Well, isn't that wonderful! And here I was thinking that kind of personal aspect would have bored you. Plus the sort of 'zany' things I've been talking about are much easier to make up as apposed to a believable and relatable character, do you know how hard it is to be original and still do that? Perhaps I've gotten a bit cynical about roleplayers as of late, but thank you for the compliment and the gentle let-downs. It shows good character from a GM.


Much appreciated! I've found that people tend to make very interesting, original characters when they're truly invested, though. In my experience, the best way to tell a story is through a cast of likable, developed characters.
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Do the Moderators have to be willing participants in testing or is it a draft? I'm thinking of an artist character that's sort of messing around with what sort of effects music can have on the world now that data is physical. I would not imagine that character would be good at, or even want to be, a Moderator. The former is good for the setting cause of B-List but I'm not sure what his/her motivation would be to become a viral cop.
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Do the Moderators have to be willing participants in testing or is it a draft? I'm thinking of an artist character that's sort of messing around with what sort of effects music can have on the world now that data is physical. I would not imagine that character would be good at, or even want to be, a Moderator. The former is good for the setting cause of B-List but I'm not sure what his/her motivation would be to become a viral cop.


Willing participants. The Moderators are a police force, not a military.
You'd apply in the same way you'd apply for MI5, where you submit your application to the academy and just never make mention of it to anybody. After graduation, you'd then be distributed to another city where you were totally anonymous to serve out your duties.
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Is this still open? If so, could I be saved a spot?
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Is this still open? If so, could I be saved a spot?


You can submit a CS, yes. I'll be picking the most suitable six, friend, so feel free to take a swing.
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