Azseth

The Thin Blue Line (looking for 1x1, or potentially a small group)

Hey all. Had a partner disappear on my, so I'm looking to breathe some life back into this.

1995. Over 5 years since the various supernatural entities and organizations raised the curtain that they had been hiding behind for centuries. Some say it was pressure from the younger generations, some say it was the elders wanting the prestige that they deserved and some say it was the Wellington murders. Regardless of what you believe, you now know that werewolves and witches aren't just kids stories and cool movies anymore. Some call it Thee Day, some Pandora and others the Opening (along with a myriad of others, some less pleasant) but whatever you call it, things aren't the same anymore, plain and simple.

For the first year or so, the world was pretty shook up and many people all over the world lashed out at supernaturals (SNs), and some of them attacked back in turn. America gradually stabilized, as did most other civilized countries and the Unity Act was instituted. At that point, ANY individual with ANY power described under the Unity act needed to be registered and could be investigated or monitored at any time, same as any human owning any fire arm or eccentric weapon. Failure to register known powers was a crime, the severity based on the knowledge of powers.

Eventually the US government created the Agency of Supernatural Affairs (ASA, sometimes referred to as ASNA) and this group was to monitor SNs, deal with individuals who violated or missed registrations or those who were in gross violation of the Unity Act.

As of now there are certain social policies that target SNs. For example, any law enforcement officer can ask any SN at any time for their certification, and SNs cannot run for any political office. But the more things change, the more they stay the same. The world didn't stop turning, people and nations moved forward, to more or less of a degree.

Welcome to Earth.

Key terms, concepts and glossary

SN: Supernatural. Any magic user, augment, lycanthrope, vampire or whatever else have you.

ASA: Agency of Supernatural Affairs. See below. Also called ASNA on occasion.

LoM: League of Magic. See below. Also called The League on occasion.

UA: Unity Act. See below.

Yarl vs Alabama: This case involved an SN who stole a purse and was shot by local police. The case went to the Supreme Court and it was ruled that just being an SN does not authorize the use of deadly force. Just because a vampire for example, is drunk and disorderly does NOT mean that the individual can be treated any different than a "normal" person committing the same crime. Basically, if Yarl hadn't been an SN, he'd have been chased down and apprehended, not just shot.

Unity Act: All SNs must be registered to the local branch of the ASA. The ASA works closely with the ATF who handles ALL registered weapons (any and all fire arms must be registered without exception). The Unity Act give law enforcement the right to have an individual show certification at any time, although it does not allow harassment.

League of Magic: Governing body on magic. All trained individuals must be endorsed by both the LoM and the gov't. It is forbidden for any individual to train in more than one school of magic and this crime is punishable by either body.

The Test: The most simple way for the gov't or League to tell if someone is an SN or normal is to have a basic enhancement cast. Nightfire is one such spell that when cast, it simply illuminates the target. At that point, if the test is positive, more testing to narrow down the power may be necessary.

"Normal" or "mundane": a normal person. The key advantage to being human is that magical enhancements can be cast ON you (strength enhancement, night vision, water breathing etc). While other races have certain powers, no magic can affect them as buffs or enhancements.

Eccentric: This is a normal or mundane human who, by some genetic anomaly, has a unique power. This power is undetectable for the most part and these humans can STILL be enhanced. This power can be anything from an abnormally high IQ, to telepathy to a heightened healing factor. They can be useful on a personal level, employment level or power level. Some may not even know they have a power, it may just be a part of their every day life and written off as nothing. There is no actual way to prove or show someone is an eccentric.

Enhancement: This is magic that alters a human. It can create hard skin, water breathing, whatever.

Enchantment: This is magic that alters a non-human thing. It can make a coin float, a rock explode or make a wall transparent for example.

The Wellington Case: The Wellington case involved a group of rogue magic users breaking into a house and then terrorizing, torturing and eventually killing an entire family, but there were several twists. One, the entire house was video monitored, so the video evidence blatantly displayed what at the time was simply "unexplained phenomena." Additionally, the Wellington's 19 year old son was a technomancer, although he didn't know it. The second prior to his death, he entered his conscious mind into a lap top computer in sheer panic. When the computer was looked at for evidence, detectives were baffled when, after being turned on, messages started to type out giving names, descriptions and literally communicating. Eventually, between the video evidence and the boy's testimony via laptop, the 4 murderers were convicted. This ultimately led to mankind openly and actively seeking out and taking unsanctioned and illegal actions against SNs for the first time since medieval and colonial times and put much pressure on the various SN factions to come out.

More to come...

SNs

Werebeasts: Also called lycanthropes, skin changers, wild walkers. They are the were-creatures of legends, including werewolves, wereboars, wererats and weretigers. They have the ability to change form at will, but each change take a huge physical toll without sleep and
sustenance. They will have constant heightened senses shared with the animal they can change to but do NOT always exhibit the traits of those animals. All werebeasts CAN utilize 3 forms; human, bipedal and fauna. However, some clans, groups or individuals can/will only utilize one or two based on religious beliefs, internal policy or simply not having been trained to make the proper change.

They are agitated by silver (depending on the individual, it can cause itchy skin to cysts) and highly susceptible to cobalt, which is extremely fatal. High amount of copper will generally lead to serious reactions like partial paralysis, comas or severe muscle cramping. A werebest in human form will heal about 10% faster, in bipedal form, they heal 25% faster and in fauna form, they'll heal about 40% than a normal human.

Werebeasts can be born or bitten. They have been reported to live for over 800 years.

Vampires: There are many families of vampires with a vast amount of different social habits and tendencies, but all are the same in regards to physical characteristics. They occasionally need blood to survive. Human blood is the most fulfilling and vampires get the most nutritional value from it while animal blood is harder on the body and harder to break down. Vampires have severe reactions to direct sunlight but the reaction to sunlight in general can be less severe for short periods. Long periods of exposure regardless will start to get more and more severe.

Vampires are mildly affected by gold and can get rashes, confusion or nauseous from it. Like many SN races, cobalt is extremely fatal to them. Holy water affects them like pepperspray would affect a human. Vampires cannot reproduce sexually, they can only be bitten/turned.The life expectancy of a vampire is directly related to how much human blood it drinks. One drinking only human blood can live anywhere from 1,000 to 2,000 years while one almost never drinking human blood can be expected to live 150 to 250 years.

Telanthrop:

The ASA.

THE ASA

The ASA was formed shortly after the Unity Act was made active. This unit's primary
function is to directly investigate or assist local authorities in the handling of SN related cases, and also
tracking and maintaining the integrity of the Unity Act. It is made up of 3 parts:

Tactical: The guns. This group is comprised of both human and SN individuals. They are either training or shooting, or both and are outfitted with a myriad of technologies, many of which are available nowhere else. "Tac" is only called in when things are going to be handled via deadly force or if deadly force is imminent.

Investigations: These individuals will do anything from follow up on late/missing registration, complaints or assist other law enforcement agencies in suspected and confirmed SN related cases and stakeout suspected unregistered SNs. Many are selected from Tactical based on their mental capacity, although some do not see it as a "promotion" as knocking on an SNs door without a team with superior fire power isn't always something that is looked at positively.

Administrative: Everything else. Record keepers, computer techs and phone operators. The boring stuff.

Surviving: The End. (Season 1) (reboot)

PSSSST.

Az

Surviving: The End. (Season 1) (reboot)

@Cyphras Char is approved! Welcome to the RP!

Az

Hey Whats up Hello!

I'm Azseth.

Welcome to the guild. Check out the chat some time, and fill out your bio when you have a chance.

Happy hunting.

Go easy.

Az

Embracing the Unfamiliarity.

Hello, and welcome (back)!

I was with the guild through a lot of the stuff you described above, and yeah, it was a lot to deal with.

Anyway, hope you find what you're looking for. Check out the new chat sometime.

Go easy.

Az

Surviving: The End. (Season 1) (reboot)

Hey all. So I'm kind of back, but I had 2 loses in the family this weekend, so I have funeral stuff today, tomorrow and Tuesday, so I'll be hit and miss.

PLUS, I have the girls this week. So be patient.

I'll be putting time in though.

Az

Surviving: The End. (Season 1) (reboot)

Harris was starting to freak out. While many in the other rooms had figured it out some time ago, it was starting to hit him that something wasn’t right and it came in the form of food ceasing to be delivered, then the rooms no longer being cleaned. He didn’t know if it was some kind of test, or if something went wrong, but he knew something was up. He kept all the trash over to one side of the room and that was the extent of him dealing with the problem. It was really all he could think of doing.

Every so often, he would try the intercomm system but now whoever was there was no longer responding. If anyone was there. That was a prospect that shook him to the core and kept him up all night. Dying here alone. Would he starve? Just die? Who knew?

Harris was never organized, at least offline, and this was no exception. The small room was messy, even before things started to get bad and that made it a bit worse. He looked around the room for something to do and was surprised by a sudden, loud CLICK. It wasn’t too loud and in another life, it wouldn’t have been a huge deal, but in the solitary silence of the room, it seemed like a gunshot. He looked around and focused on the intercomm but heard nothing, and the lights were off.

Then, he looked over at the door and then realized it wasn’t right. The door was normally parallel to the floor, but now, it was straight down. He looked around, as if sensing some kind of trap as he moved to the door. Reaching out slowly, as if expecting some kind of punishment, he tapped the handle, then moved it up quickly.

Working up the courage, he finally put his hand on the door and pulled. Immediately, there was a noticeable, albeit slight, change in pressure in the room, and then the sounds of chaos in the hall washed over him. After months of quiet isolation, the sounds were almost shocking even before he began to assess what they actually were.

There was screaming, yelling, and then what Harris recognized as panic. It seemed that for the most part, people were confused. As he made his way to the hallway and looked around, it was exactly that. There were dozens of people in a variety of states and he began to try to listen more directly to what was being said. He focused in on a few people in security suits as they seemed to be issuing orders and were also armed.

He heard them screaming things like, “try to stay calm,” and “get a bag together of your warmest clothing.” Eventually he heard someone mention the armory and stairwell going up. A man walked by him and seemed to be making a beeline for his room when Harris put a hand out and asked, “hey, what’s going on?”

The man pushed by him but at least started to answer him in a rushed tone. “The building is being evacuated, we need to get to the roof and get the hell out of here. Pack up and get ready.”

The man didn’t look back as he rushed into his room and didn’t seem concerned with Harris or anything else at all. Harris shook his head and went back into his room. He spotted a small gym bag and tossed it on the bed and spent the next several minutes shoving clothes into it.

When he walked back out into the hall, many people were out there, almost all of them if he had to guess. It was then that he realized many were armed and looking over guns. He carried his bag and moved towards the other end of the hall, finally asking one of the guards, “so, do I get a gun or something?”

The guard looked at him with an annoyed look, but there was a noticeable look of panic on her face too. She quickly answered “the armory is right there. Grab what you need, but if you can’t use something, don’t bring it. No reason to shoot yourself or carry unnecessary stuff. Hurry, we’re heading up in about 5 mics.”

Harris looked around made his way to the armory. He grabbed a shotgun and looked around at the other two people who were going through gear, not paying him any mind. He’d never actually fired a gun, but he knew the basics of a shotgun and had heard they were easy to use. He grabbed it, along with a couple boxes of shells and moved back out into the hallway. People were getting in line along the hall where the stairs lead up while others still moved about and packed or talked hurriedly.

Harris looked around and was about to ask a question to the security guard when there was a sudden flash and a blast of heat and a wave of concussive force that had him rolling over and trying to get his senses back. He inhaled and could smell fire, but his ears were ringing when he found himself being lifted up and pushed forward. He could see up ahead that people were moving up the stairs and then behind him, he heard a few bursts of gunfire, followed by screaming. The screams were human, and they were full of pain.

Quickly, Harris made his way up the stairs as he could feel the panic rising in himself, but also the others around him. It was palpable, almost like the smoke from the prior explosion. Soon there was more screaming, but it was yelling at others to move, go, run.

Never looking back, Harris moved as quickly as possible and eventually made it up to the roof. He didn’t know where to go, or what was happening, so he followed. He became aware of the loud whir in front of him and realized that a large helicopter was starting up. To someone like Harris, it was unreal. He didn’t know what exactly was going on or what to do. It seemed like time was flying by him as he was moved onto the chopper and seated and buckled in. After a few moments, the helo started to lift off and there was screaming and pointing, and then the machine lurched heavily to the side. Harris could hear, but not see, someone who was apparently grabbing on to the side, which seemed to be too much for the machine to life up properly.

Harris unbuckled and moved to the door and ended up looking down at two people who were on the side, not letting go. The pilot turned around and fired two rounds, each hitting those people in the face, right in front of Harris. He was pulled back and shoved into the seat, where he buckled in, unable to talk or move after witnessing the events.

Even with the loud turbines and blades rotating, it seemed quiet on the helicopter. No one was talking. They were either looking around blankly, or staring at the floor. It was then that over the loudspeaker, a male voice boomed over them. “We’re almost out of fuel people. Looks like a line was cut or something. Either way, I’m taking us as far as I can fly, then we’re gunna go down kind of hard. Put a pack or something on your thighs and brace. It’s not going to be too long.”

What the fuck does ‘go down kind of hard’ even mean? There was a lurch, then another, and the helicopter dropped slowly. A short moment later, there was another lurch, but this time, it was not followed by a pick up, and there was a loud crash...then, silence….

Surviving: The End. (Season 1) (reboot)

Back, working on the post. Bleh!

Az

Surviving: The End. (Season 1) (reboot)

So I'm sick a-fucking-gain. I apparently have the H1N1 flu.

Be patient please. Thanks.

Az