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9 yrs ago
Currently at AIT, gonna try getting back into the roleplay scene
9 yrs ago
Just got back from a hiatus. I was so scared to come back out of sheer shame, but I'm glad I did.
9 yrs ago
My swords are sharp...Where are your necks at?
10 yrs ago
Status? Raving fucking mad. That's my status!

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Im working on a post, should have one up soon
I'm just not sure what to post .-. That's my big issue being that I really bombed Vincent. Dunno if I should scrap him or not.
Sorry for not posting yet, been busy with some personal effects, will post as soon as I can. I once again apologize for not posting.
Reaper sat a good mile away from the falling Tower, using the visual enhancers on his helmet to zoom in, and get a good view on the falling structure, and any fleeing personnel, though even with zoom, no face had enough points to get a solid I.D., how disappointing. No doubt at least someone had a bounty on their head that was worth acquiring. Albeit he did only recently arrive and shouldn’t be already preying on wary bounties, but he needed some money, his little apartment was a hole, and he had only enough for the next few weeks. That’s the only reason he wasn’t trying to hide as much as he should, he hoped that a good paying employer would see him, and offer him some work to get a fair amount of money. That or some idiot would engage him and allow him to demonstrate his skills with the Assault Rifle, katana, and pistol he carried on him. His talent always was in the running and gunning areas of combat, or completely locking a point down, never was good at finding the medium. Babylon seemed to accommodate both tastes aptly, the varying building sizes, and easy access to rooftops gave the momentum he needed to traverse the colony. He decided to flee the scene as he saw BESC began to pour in, clearing the area to set up room for an investigative team. Though anyone could tell the thing was bombed, the damned thing was a smoldering ruin too quickly for any other solution to fit snugly.

Either way though, Reaper cloaked and bugged out to his apartment near the Towers, being stuck there was a drag. It really held him from going to see anyone who could fill him in on what the Hell is going on. The rumors of a coup are maddening, people have plans and rumored days of action, demonstrations litter the streets. Anarchy was in the peoples hearts, and it was a damned wildfire. Like Hell if Reaper would miss out on burning the BESC to the ground, the fires would be the prettiest light show he'll ever see. He may not fight with or against the rebels yet, but who knows, maybe tomorrow merits better works, and better aid in making a choice.
Vincent sat on a rooftop near this bar where a decent sized group was congregating, rumor held it in the Big Apple's underground that the bar owner had intel on this white coat Syndicate asshats. Though a sad question was, was it safe to go in? After pretty much nuking a portion of Grand Central no doubt someone heard about it. If they did, he just hoped noone saw him, he did all he could to remain out of sight after that incident, and now he was faced with a VERY tough choice: risk it for the info, or don't and be left in the dark. He rather liked the idea of knowing these new threats, so as quick and quietly he descended to the streets below, and moved to the bar. With each step he thought, thought about how he easily killed those people. How weak they were, and how devolved they seemed under the purifying wrath of his flames.

Each person he roasted that day was just a human, a weak, pathetic, devolved creature not meant for the times ahead. He saw it clear as the morning sun during the winter. The age of man was done, and the age of Conduits was beginning. The Syndicate saw this and in fear have retaliated, thinking they have a hope. A hope of defeating a superior being trying to be benevolent to the mongrels. Even with all the generosity of the Conduits, humans still try to hurt them, and make them feel lesser than they actually are. The equality people speak of is a lie, An illusion that now has allowed the Syndicate to wage war. Once again, humans seek to eliminate their superiors. Once again they were at risk, but this time, they will lose. This time, the superior beings will NOT lose their focus and they WILL take what is rightfully theirs. This thought ended as he entered the bar and tried his best to sit alone. All he wanted was info, not a social life.
Catharyn said
Nice bio, with only one real error. The First Contact War was hundreds of years ago, when the colonists appeared in orbit around Outremer and needed land held by the Rahtu. Sorry for the confusion, it's my fault as i've been meaning to put a history tab on the OP basically since the RP began. :( Other than that, accepted.


Thank you for the information, and thank you for accepting me! XD
Also how do I insert pictures, for if you need it I have a google docs link
Name: Unknown

Known Aliases: Reaper

Race: Said to be human based on body frame.

Age: Rumored to be mid twenties

Personality: Little is known about Reaper and his past, as he has been under the radar most of his life. He is enigmatic, but one can tell he has his motives and plans. What those are, is a question to answer indeed. He is also known for his gutsy persona, having a bad habit of pulling a gun on someone who pesters him. This at least is said by the men who’ve employed him in the past, warning any potential employers of a man like him to watch their words around him.

Appearance:

Role: Covert Sniper Operative. (Freelance, still seeking a faction)

Biography: Reaper’s past is obscured by the darkness of it. He is only known for the multitude of Black Ops done during certain operations, unnameable due to confidential reasons from his employers. He has killed officers on both sides, but in truth has not been accused of any of his work. He is quick, silent, and deadly, and has never been spotted on a hunt. The only people who know Reaper’s methods, are the ones he kills. Reaper’s name has never been told to a soul, as he is the only one who knows it. No one has heard his name or seen him without his mask. He is always armed with something, whether openly or concealed. He is always ready for a brawl, a firefight, or both. Currently he resides in Babylon, where nobody knows, and that’s how he likes it. One thing is for sure, he is close to the most heavily populated area, as rumors have been confirmed of him striding around the town. This was intended of course. As Reaper needs new work, and the many factions living in the Babylonian colonies offer quite a lot of money, and a lot of fun, promising work. Especially with the rumors of a rebellion rising. Reaper has sometimes just stayed up all night wondering if he should aid the rebels. Someone like him would possibly be very helpful to the cause. He was one of the better in his trade, and relatively unknown to the masses, so he could easily disappear as quick as he arrived if they need him to. His skill set fit the need for many things they may need to do. So he waits, for them to come to him and offer him a place among their ranks.

Weapons:

Assault Rifle: The name of his AR is unknown but it fires a unique Hollowpoint round filled with explosives, packing a lethal punch against lightly and unarmored targets. Has 35 rounds a clip. Also has a lot of customizability, able to have 3 different holosights, 2 scopes, 3 underbarrel attachments, several barrel mods, and several internal modifications.

Predator Sniper Rifle: A modified retro-grade sniper rifle, modified to live up to modern standards in combat. Fires advanced 50. caliber rounds that can pierce through heavy armor, allowing him to kill off targets from a distance easily. Holds 5 shots a mag. Has a spare Infared Scope for tundra ops.

Reaver magnum: This magnum fires high powered .357 rounds, and is not seen among modern firearms, once again a retro-grade gun modified to fit the era. It is lethal in skilled hands. 8 shots in chamber. Has recoil reducer added to help with heavy recoil.

Ragnarok Revolver: Reaper carries this as a twin with his Reaver Magnum. It carries as much force as a shotgun, with half the recoil. Firing 12.ga solid slug shells with deadly accuracy. Holds six shots. Has an extended barrel for better range.


High Frequency Katana and Dagger: Reaper has combat training with blades of many shapes and sizes, these two are his favorites, and his best. able to cut through most armor, and endure other blades similar to them. (Other vibro-blades). He is trained with these to use them at the same time, knife being used to counter his sword’s parries.


Augments:
Strength, agility, and reflexes: His body is unhuman with these traits, he can’t stop a tank, or a missile. but he can easily dodge certain projectiles, hold his own against other augmented threats, and have the reaction times needed to overcome them.

Vision: Has vision augmentations giving him vision in low light scenarios. His mask holds a vision setting allowing him to zoom in on an area, and an Artificial Intelligence based Heads Up Display that analyzes vital signs, ammunition, and identifies any faces caught in it's view through known databases and personal profiles Reaper has acquire.

Other: He has little info to be told until one actually sits and gets to know him. He rarely opens up, but the right person can get to him.
Edit: Reaper's cloak is a nanotech cloak, allowing it to adapt to more stealth needs or heavy combat in moments, sorry I forgot to add that when I made this..
I will post CS in the next ten to fifteen minutes.
Designing CS now. Will have it soon.
Never mind, there is a decent bit of info on the factions on the intro page
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