Gnar The Missing Link

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Raijinslayer said
Cool, Anything else we should know about the basics of the Frameworks?

Hm... not at the moment no.

Oh, and what a twist! Things are turning to hell rather quickly!

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Finally, a question he was waiting for. Lorenzo's nature completely changed in the blink of an eye from his 'insane' side to a gentlemanly one as he walked over to a cabinet and took out a bottle of unopened soda. "Feel free to help yourselves, there are snacks here as well," he said as if the way he treated them before didn't even happen as he promptly took out a key and opened a safe containing a wine bottle and a glass. Closing the safe he returned to the table, poured himself a glass and looked over the kids before signaling for them to help themselves to whatever they wanted before continuing.

"It was urgent, however, you are mistaken if you believe we will begin anything right off the bat. You wont be piloting anything yet, nor will you be doing anything serious in the up coming weeks... you will however be working on getting to know one another everyday with minimal contact. You will all be pretty much locked in your rooms with absolutely nothing for one week to see how well you handle solitary confinement and stress before breaking. Everyday you will be evaluated and tested by me and I will see how well you are mentally and physically. Depending on how things go, you'll receive privileges such as radios or other such things and you will receive a special score."

Taking a gulp from his glass, Lorenzo looked down at the floor, tapping his foot before continuing. "This score will then decide whether you live or die as pilots, and whether or not you will begin the real training as pilots... this is why I suggest you, my children, to call me father, because I'm going to be the only one you will be seeing besides each other for the next week or so." It was at this moment that Lorenzo received another call on his comm-link. A tad annoyed, he raised his hand and covered his ear before speaking.

"What is it now...? I'm busy speaking with my children."

There was a pause.

"The new ship was what?!" Lorenzo's face grew pale as he suddenly yelled and shot up from his seat. "HOW?!"

There was only another pause as he listened before kicking the the table into the wall and punching the wall hard with a loud thumb, resting his head against his arm as he listened. "No... NO! You are lying to me! This can't be happening! Not now! We haven't even started the project! How the fuck did that even happen?!"

Another long pause happened.

Lorenzo went quiet as Spartans soon entered the room, looking at both him and the kids before he grunted before kicking the table again. "Sir..." one of the Spartans began to speak, nodding at him and at the kids in the room, before quickly going quiet as Lorenzo raised his hand.

"I know... I know. I'm just fucking frustrated of all the years I may have potentially wasted... The staff already knows what to do with all of our data here; transfer it then destroy everything else. We're abandoning the facility..." It was then that Lorenzo looked at the kids, "Looks like Papa has to take us all somewhere else. It isn't safe here anymore."

---

Boris couldn't help but laugh as the Admiral was gawking over the ship. "Pretty nice, ain't it? Yeah, it's a beauty... it's also specially made for you and your crew, I tell you what. If you have any questions, I'd be sure to-"

As he was about to finish, a call came to him on his his datapad linked to his forearm. "Boris here. What's the problem?"

"BORIS! You there? You are aware of the delayed transport, correct?" spoke the nervous woman on the other end.

"Yeah... Calm down. Jeez. What about it?" He said as he looked towards Airick.

"It was damaged! It was found by a Cruxi fighter on the way here while it was on its way here... but it lost the fighter due to its stealth systems..."

"Then what is the bad news, madam?"

"The Cruxi fighter wasn't shooting lasers at the transport... it was shooting high powered tracking beacons... and it was hit. We currently have three large Cruxi fleets inbound on the facility as we speak! We need to evacuate everyone NOW!" shouted the woman as loud as she could towards Boris and Airick.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

The Cockpits of the Frameworks are a special standard-type. You enter these Experimental Frameworks through the chest, and enter a sort of round circular pod that you rest inside of. There's a chair in it, that you control the Framework mentally and physically.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Hey! I was able to get a good character list so far of all those who currently have a role in the RP with a character.

Take a look to see where you fit in, and what is your role! I'll probably have this up on the main page for easier access.

???, Pilot of Avacramdt - Pointman - Played by Gnar The Missing Link
Phoebe, Pilot of Monarch, - Support - Played by Xlegs
Kaila, Pilot of Totsuka, - Bridge Officer - Played by LaXnyd
Rear-Admiral Skye, Commander of the Izanagi, - Played by LaXnyd
Demeter, Pilot of Anu, - Artillery - Played by Art of Fun
Grace, Pilot of Artemis - Sniper - Played by Tatsua Aiisen
Drake, Pilot of Nidhogg - Assault - Played by Raijinslayer
Manami, Pilot of Siegfried - Duelist - Played By GreenGoat
Zan, Pilot of Пожертвовать - Berserker - Played by Thanatos
Katyusha, Pilot of Potemkin - Support - Played by BB
Ashlyn, Pilot of Blitzkrieg - Gunslinger - Played by Rune_Alchemist
Leonce, Pilot of Ballistica - Gunslinger - Played by Marx

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Marx said
Y'all are postin' so fast haha. I made an edit to my post to take into account what Lorenzo did to Drake.

Yeaaaah, I think I should slow down a bits with my responses and wait for a good 2-3 people to post before I post. Considering we got 12 people. Actually, I think it seems fast BECAUSE we got 12+ people.

Raijinslayer said
This guy is nuts, I like him, Drake does not. Of course, Drake was being sort of an ass, but still, Lorenzo is fucking insane. Gnar, when yoy say hell, you mean hell if this guy's any indication of what's to come.

Oh no. There's more to come. Definitely more to come.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Lorenzo turned from Drake and towards Leonce, smiling bright that he didn't have to wave a gun run.

"Desperate? Oh, Humanity has always been desperate since the Cruxi came along... picking you specifically wasn't an act of desperation more so as it was... 'luck'," spoke Lorenzo as he sat on the table with a bright grin. "But that's a story for another time. As for the morality rate, that depends entirely on you all. It could be 100%, or it could be 90%... or it could be as low as 0%."

"Truth be told, you're all expendable to the point that I could kill you all right now and no one would give a damn... however, I'm not the kind of guy who would do that, nor would anyone else here. Our orders are simple, if you show signs that you are incapable of working together with your team then the more expendable you have become. It is that simple... Although, luckily for you, I don't have to follow the rules all the time, since I make them here," grinned Lorenzo as he looked at every child one by one. "Haven't noticed? I'm the one in charge of this grand facility, my children. I'm going to make sure that every one of you does well... just as long as you listens to me of course!"

"So... let's get along, shall we?!" he laughed a bit before clearly giving the signal for anymore questions. It was obvious he was enjoying this.

---

Boris peeked at the monitor for a moment, noticing who Airick was talking about before sighing. "Yup... the ones that man is talking to will be a part of your team... and so will that man. Head Scientist Lorenzo... The Insane they call him, but he's one of my comrades who I knew for a long while. We go back before the Cruxi came. Feel free to talk to him when you can, he can be amusing."

"Oh, and here we are. This'll be your ship," spoke the man as he took spat out what he was smoking and punched in something into a panel. Seconds later, the doors flew wide open, and there it was...



...the Izanagi.

"So, what do you think? Still think we're all that bad for kidnapping you to pilot this thing? Hell, I could," snickered Boris before taking another swig from his flask.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

"Oh?"

A loud bang was all that could be heard as Lorenzo shot the nanos within Drake's hand with a special-graded handgun... completely destroying them as they burnt to a crisp.

"Listen to me you stupid brat... I don't give a flying fuck about who your real father is, because you know what," Lorenzo gripped the kid by the collar and promptly drew him closer before grinning, "In here, I'm going to be the only father you will know because you will be under my care. So get used to being treated like this... because you're stepping on toes here."

Throwing Drake back into his seat, and holding himself back from shooting a round into the kid's eye or ear, Lorenzo sighed before swirling his gun and placing it behind his back. "Now Dad is angry... great... Anymore questions or remarks? Hopefully not from Drake who's at risk of getting shot here from daddy."

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Dead Cruiser said
I'd like to play, but I'm having a great deal of difficulty coming up with a character to fit into this setting.

I'm really sorry to hear that... are you sure you can't think of anything that can fit into this setting?

XLegs said
I fiddled with it, main change was the portal stuff. You mentioned there were more things you didn't like, so let me know what those are -- I'll fix them in about twelve hours.

If what I'm reading is correct, then this part is her Special Ability.:

"Monarch can line up the four Crowns, which will funnel and focus an electrical discharge that is aimed through them, turning it into something that looks more like a laser beam than electricity. This is generally only worth doing when Monarch is at it's maximum capacity and ready to discharge as much electricity as possible, as taking the four rings off the battlefield means allies are no longer being supported. Once the attack hits it's target, the focused electricity spreads into the ground and out into nearby entities -- friend and foe. "

Is this correct? If so, I believe that is fine. However just remove the ability to fly, since that's overdoing it a bit. With those changes, she's accepted and you're free to work on a post!

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Boris sighed before pausing a bit in his steps along the corridor. "The military has always been incompetent... but what is going on here, I don't like it any better than you do... The worst part is that you haven't even touched the icing on the cake yet. Look," Boris turned towards Airick, reaching for something underneath his combat armor before pulling out a photo of a little girl and a woman, "this here is my wife and daughter. To them, I'm MIA. I've been MIA for over 10 years... Do you have any idea what's that like, blond boy, to think of your wife possibly in another man's arms and your daughter calling another man father? It isn't pleasant."

Putting the photo back in its place and cracking open a quick flask of... something, Boris took a large swig as alcohol dripped down his beard. Closing it and placing it within his pocket, he looked back at Airick. "Most men here are the same, and we are taking this job quite seriously for humanity's sake. If I were to say anything about what is going on here, you wouldn't see me by tonight... Now come on, let's get to your ship."

Lighting up a cigarette and continuing forward, Boris smile a bit as they got closer and closer to the location of the ship. "Want to throw any other smart ass silly remarks at me, rear-admiral? Oh, and just to let you know, that rank means nothing here anymore... I'm your boss as of this moment, and you too are hereby MIA to everyone outside of the military."

---

Lorenzo grinned a bit as the first two spoke up and attempted to converse among each other. "I'm sorry... but children play with the toys their father will be giving them, and not what father and his associates mess with, okay, Drake?" he muttered after perfectly memorizing each and every one of their names from the files he read earlier.

"Oh, and Ashlyn darling, you sure you don't have any questions at all for you father? Papa is here after all," he said, knowing very well of what happened to her dad.

"If you don't I would like to hear from the others then... Since we have plenty of time until we begin anything."

It was at that moment that he pouted before placing his index finger onto the tip of his ear. "What is it, I'm busy here... and you should know never to bother me when I'm busy god damn it!" He shouted as he spoke into the comm-link. "What do you mean by that? Well they all arrived on time, didn't they?"

There was a short pause.

"One is coming now?" Lorenzo's face became cold. "I understand that it is undamaged, but I don't understand why the fuck is it LATE? I want that ship tracked as it reaches the landing platforms, and the Spartans, Omegas, and the Banshees ready to kill whatever may be inside of it if it is not human. Even if what is on board are those we need they are to be quarantined and inspected while the ship is scanned... if any of them show any odd signs permission to kill. No one will miss them... they're already MIA."

After ordering that command, the sounds of Banshees, Spartans, and many Omegas could be heard running down the hall, but ignoring it, Lorenzo simply smiled before turning back towards his children. "Sorry about that, pesky calls from work... Now then, my children, are there any other questions that need answering?"

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Lorenzo gave off a smile as he finally closed all the files and handed them to Boris, before lighting up a cigarette. The bulkier man simply sighed, before shrugging and making his way to the door. Ultimately, however, he paused and looked back. “Is what we’re doing right?”

“But of course!” he blurted instantly, “It is for the sake of humanity! What would you do given the option? Rollover with your tail between your legs and let them synthetic bastards cut off your balls or throw the secret weapon you’ve been developing at the Cruxi and watch them suffer?”

“It’s still fucked up. Using kids like this… they should see the terrors of war so up close and personal.”

“At least it is inside of a Framework… back in the Continential Years when there was still such a thing as separate rulers, where wars were fought over religion, territory, and all that stupid stuff… it was far more brutal to see what we did to each other and experience it. Kind of makes you wonder just how sick we humans can become, eh? Honestly, I wish we had those brutal humans back and could throw them at the Cruxi, perhaps we would be winning the war now rather than the cowards we have now,” Lorenzo spoke as he rested his legs upon his desk, his eyes looking towards something… distant.

“It was barbaric… you should know that.”

“But I simply love studying it… all those barbaric monkeys’ years ago whom we came from were nothing more than… well, I don’t know, sword wielding and cloth wearing apes.”

“Yet here we are now… in space fighting for our lives against some bastard race that wants to eliminate us.”

“Correctomundo baby… Still, I would like to capture a live Cruxi. Dead ones are always so… well, they’re nice, but they always filled with bullet holes or plasma shots that you can’t really dissect shit. Hell, they’re so damn deadly it’s impossible bringing back a live one... but all the knowledge we could obtain however… to be able to strengthen and fortify ourselves and prevent more lives from being lost. It would be a great boon to humanity.”

“Yeah… I know… Well anyway, you better prep up, the stealth ships should be on their way here with the pilots.”

---

The landing of the vessel that he flew there was fine, although all the security and all the other planetary fortifications made him reconsider just what the hell he was getting himself into. There were Spartans leading squads of Omega Units everywhere… and they were a bad combination to mess with. The Spartans were known to be highly advanced soldiers who were integrated with cybernetics and synthetic tissue to enhance their abilities, while their armor were far above the standard set that not even plasma could penetrate it. Their training was as secretive as this base, probably. They were also known to be master of combat and fire arms. The Omega Units were, to say the least, just a notch underneath the Spartans. If you couldn’t make it through the initial regime, supposedly you were sent to the Omegas. While they weren’t as fancy as the Spartans, they sure as hell were stronger than your average soldier to take down any large weird alien or large hammer wielding monkey on their own. Their specialty were their array of guns.

Although, those two alone didn’t just scared him… it was the third thing that really scared him; the Banshees. They were slightly taller and larger than the Spartans… and far stronger too. Complete cyborgs resembling Valkyries built to run on Artificial Intelligence, there were dozens everywhere across the facility as Joseph escorted his batch of kids to the designated zone.

The Yamaguchi, Spartans, Omega Units, and even Banshees…? The place was giving the poor guy the creeps as he tried to maintain his brave posture as he led the group down hallway after hallway. Why were there so many of humanity’s best forces stationed out here in secrecy? Something just didn’t sit well with him, but he felt it best to just ignore it for now… he doubt he’d get any answer, after all.

---

After a rather long walk, you all finally arrived at Dr. Lorenzo’s room. Entering, you all sit down while Joseph sits down next to the Doctor, still clearly nervous. Lorenzo just grins intensely as he glares over you all before standing up in a leap of joy.

“Finally! My precious children have arrived!” he exclaims. “From this moment forth you are to be the experiments of this facility… no, you won’t be harmed, I promise you. But we will be having you pilot Frameworks while also going through vigorous training!” Lorenzo’s grin widens as his eyes quickly shoot from child to child, imagining just how powerful they can all be… until suddenly he realizes something. “We’re missing one.”

“What do you mean? I got all that were on the list,” Joseph hands Lorenzo the list of kids from his sector.

Snatching it from his hands, Lorenzo scans it, before realizing that one child is not on the list; one that he forgot to include. “The pilot of Avacramdt… We… I… I forgot to include the pilot of Avacramdt…”

“He’s here,” spoke Boris as he interrupted via intercom, “Someone else… I believe a friend of the family brought him in earlier? He’s just checking out the Frameworks. He’ll be in shortly.”

“Ah, good. I was going to have to smack someone. Anyway… from this moment forth, all of you,” Lorenzo turned his attention back to the kids before smiling and pointing at them, “…are hereby MIA! None of you are to get in contact with any family members, you hear me? You are DEAD to people outside of the military! If you try to escape, we have been given permission to kill you without a moment’s hesitation. No baby acts, no tantrums… NADDA! You hear me? In here… I am your father, and you are my children, you hear me?” he stated with his sinister grin as he slammed his foot onto the table.

“Any questions about living in your new home?”

---

Take this moment to ask Lorenzo some stuff. Go ahead, feel free to. Oh, and yeah. He’s very serious and everything he said IS true. You are hereby MIA and are no longer allowed to contact any loved ones, or anyone outside of the military. This research facility will become “hell” for a little while.