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Current They all laughed at Billy Joe and his accent until he drew his Holy Adjudicator bathed in light and fire. The "I Reckon-ing" was upon them.
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Burn the land, boil the sea... K-I-S-S-I-N-G?
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"I wonder why my shirts have holes toward the bottom?" I think to myself, wrapping my shirt around another twist-off bottle cap for leverage.
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Feelin' like a newb again
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Man, Zelda can be SCARY when you learn how to use her. Dem heels doe...

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"In the absence of light, darkness prevails. There are things that go bump in the night, Agent Myers. Make no mistake about that. And we are the ones who bump back."
-Professor Trevor Bruttenholm, Hellboy

Mutants. Freaks. Creatures from other worlds, from other dimensions in space and time. Ancient evils and modern occults. The new, the scary, the unknown. These are the things that go bump in the night. But what is man but a creature smart enough to defy its fate in the face of all reason? We will not go quietly into that good night. And it is for that reason that the PCMC was born. The Paranatural Countermeasure Conglomerate.

The PCMC

The Paranatural Countermeasure Conglomerate was created in 1948 after a joint result of the military's poor cover-up of the UFO incident in Roswell, New Mexico and cultish rumors of paranormal methods used by the Nazis in WWII. Both of these events were under-reported in their severity, with Hitler relying heavily on paranormal methods in his attack strategies and Roswell Army Air Field coming under attack from creatures from outer space. These occurrences weren't new: for years the various governments and letter agencies had been doing their best to keep the majority of these events from the public eye, and had been meeting them with various levels of success. But it wasn't until shortly after the Roswell Incident that it became apparent that with the rise of innovation and availability with communications technology that there needed to be a centralized agency for this type of problem. Thus the Bureau of Paranormal Activity (BPA) was founded. Situated in the United States of America, this agency was kept under the radar, acting on various intel supplied by the FBI, CIA, and DoD to quickly intercept and cover up anything that might frighten or endanger the general public. But this was not very effective in its implementation.

In 1951 it was adopted internationally as a shadow service of the United Nations. With this wider operational range and more funds and resources from countries around the globe, the BPA became much more useful. More countries and more backing from agencies around the world meant more intelligence and incidents to respond to, leading to better training for its agents and higher output in quality and reaction time from the BPA. But with the release of the Freedom of Information Act in 1967 came more change. The Bureau of Paranormal Activity became the Paranatural Countermeasure Conglomerate, or the PCMC. This new agency was technically privately funded, although through a single source funded by multiple sources funded by multiple governments through multiple agencies. This made the PCMC a company by legal terms, and served a dual purpose in its ability to be tracked and government plausible deniability. They work outside the governments of the world, but are both a part of them and above them. Their level of secrecy entails caveats outside of most world leaders. They hold governments and nations in their pockets, all for the continued existence of mankind how man knows it. It is said that they could control the globe in a day if they wished. More say that they already do.

The Agents

A PCMC Agent is specially selected through expertly trained recruiters from a wide pool of potential candidates ranging from military, intelligence agencies, law enforcement, defense contractors, and other avenues. The criteria for this is vast, including mental fortitude, willpower, physical aptitude, knowledge, compliance, personality, family of candidate, and other areas. A candidate agent of the PCMC is always the cream of the crop of what humanity has to offer, and only the best of them become an agent of the PCMC. All agents undergo a rigorous six month training phase involving adaptation to stress, psychological tests, physical training, live fire exercises, academic study, and more. All agents are trained to be the epitome of disciplined, all are capable of killing any opponent with any weapon, and all are intelligent enough to conduct analytical research at an advanced level. Certain agents who also show compatibility with certain programs are also enhanced through drugs or technology, becoming supersoldiers capable of reading minds or breaking the limits of human physical ability.

The Technology

The PCMC has access to technology much superior than the rest of the world is even aware of. They have reverse-engineered advanced weaponry and machinery coming from other planets, dimensions, and times, and not even all agents are aware of what level of technology the PCMC has access to. New designs, blueprints, and knowledge is slowly leaked to keep the rest of the world and humanity as a whole advancing in brand new ways, but stays well behind the PCMC.
(much more will be covered in the OOC, to include examples)

The Danger

So the PCMC is advanced, powerful, and secretive. But why? What do they do? The Paranatural Countermeasure Conglomerate is in charge of response, elimination/capture/, containment, classification, and control of information regarding foreign entities to the human race. This includes alien beings, hauntings, demons, monsters, and anything else that goes unexplained and presents a danger to humanity through its existence or knowledge of its existence. They work to intercept these incidents before they happen, to eliminate or apprehend the danger, to keep positive control of the subject or knowledge of the subject, and to cover up its existence completely. The PCMC has prevented Armageddon on more occasions than any average person would find realistic, and without them the humanity would be extinct or endangered.
Howdy y'all. Right now the details are kind of sparse, but I'm looking to do some kind of supernatural task force kind of RP. Somewhere along the lines of a combination between XCOM, the SCP Foundation, X-Files, Men In Black, and Hellboy all wrapped into one. It would consist of both gumshoe detective work and SWAT Team-like combat in various supernatural scenarios. No character sheet yet and the info will be more detailed once the OOC comes around, but I wanted to see who'd want to start playing when this one came up.

So who's interested?
Just for reference, the year is the early 1900's. The Second Boer War ended in 1902 and WWI hasn't started yet, so probably between 1902 and 1914.
I like it! Seems very detailed with an interesting, Call of Cthulu type of premise. Expect a Character Sheet from me as soon as I can slap one up... I'll wait for the easy format to come out, now that I think about it. I'm lazy that way.

EDIT: Just in case anyone is grazing over the classes, I'm making a Laborer.
Caught your Interest Check, but now that I see this has moved on past that I'd like to express my interest in the OOC. Just a heads up, you'll probably see me again.

EDIT: Read through it completely, got an idea for a zombie officer type, a young Trinean police officer that's letting the badge go to his head, and an old dog of a Gri'er that keeps a farm and snipes in his downtime... or vice versa depending on the incoming zombie threat.
Alright, I've just PMed the final draft of the OOC for Cas to look over, so it shouldn't be too long now.


Just came here to post that. Seemed relevant, cuz unicorns and the default user profile picture.

Guess I'll just, ah... leave you to it then. Happy typing!
Hate to doublepost, but no one else was. Pretty quiet around here. Where is everyone?
PREPARE FOR BATTLE!

So read the floating text box blinking between the two girls. It hovered there for a few moments like a checkered flag, and Mary was anxious for it to finally descend. This would be it: her first battle. She wouldn't let herself lose, couldn't let herself lose. Losing is what Lissamarie did. Lissamarie was a Nobody, a loser. She earned this. She would introduce the blonde girl to the dirt beneath their feet and walk away like a somebody. She glared at her past the translucent text box, violet eyes narrowing at her. This girl, Alice, was all that stood in her way between her first step towards anything her heart desired... and suffering for the next four years of her life as a Fight School Network wannabe reject. And that wasn't about to happen. Even after the text box faded she stood glaring at the her, as if the courtyard had gone still just for the two of them. This wasn't going to go down like last year. Over her dead body.

Red X's formed a ring on the outside of them, flashing in harmony with a few caution signs sprinkled in for good measure. Students began to clear out of their battle space as grid lines layered themselves across the ground, setting the stage. Soon enough, the caution signs lifted and the X's straightened into posts, projecting energy between themselves. The stage was ready. It was about to...

BEGIN!

Bloody Mary didn't react immediately at the appearance of the official text-box to start the fight. In all honesty, outside of her tough exterior, it was all a facade. Butterflies flapped and fluttered in her chest, and her mouth grew dry. Her muscles trembled slightly, hopefully going unnoticed by the other girl. She'd never been in a fight before, but it was too late now. Supposedly her class would come with a pre-set fighting style, and she could hazily grasp what she was capable of but was still unsure. Most people said it naturally came to them, like they'd been fighting all their lives up to that moment. This didn't make Lissamarie feel anymore comfortable, because she definitely wasn't feeling it. Twitching a hand, hesitating, she reached up to her neck and unfastened her cloak, tossing it dramatically behind her. Swallowing hard, she began to make circles on the ground with her boot, muttering a curse under her breath. A literal curse. As she stared down emptily, her bodily jolted quickly and violently as she stomped the ground she had been kicking at with her toe. A dark ring with an insignia snapped into view, and her body was consumed in a jet of flame. After half a second it was over, and Mary looked down at her body. Her entire self was on fire, but it didn't burn. It was kinda warm... and it felt really good! She felt... better. Like she could really take on the blonde girl now! Her mouth gaped in awe as she admired her flaming form, twisting her arms to examine them from all sides. A sickeningly bloodthirsty grin cut its way across Mary's lips, and she clenched her fists. Breathing in deeply and out slowly, she settled backward into a fighter's stance, flames licking upon her as if she were a doorknob in a fireplace. She took a step, and then another... and broke into a run towards her opponent.
Aura of Hellfire - Grants +Intelligence modifier to all melee attacks. 3 posts remaining.
Sounds like a plan. I'm game if everyone else is.
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