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lurking, waiting for some race info and stuff. seems fun tho
could be fun


Just looking for some general interest in a slightly futuristic timeline, focusing on the training of young psychic soldiers. These individuals would all come from a motivated background, and would all be plotting some kind of further career in warfare or a related field, of some kind. (Military, private contracting, CIA, ECT). They would all be "screened" beforehand both for latent psionic ability as well as the physical skill needed to pass the course. The age range of the course would be around 17-24 for entry, as this proves to be the most fruitful times for developmental stages.

This whole course would essentially be following the recruitment stage of a black ops force, known as Nous Battalion, this force consisting 2113 PCO's, or Psionic Capable Operators. These operators would be trained more exclusively depending on exactly what kind of unit it is they are training to deploy to. Each individual has a unique psionic ability manifesting to themselves, while there are some more common types no two abilities are exactly the same, often possessing different latent natures or innate quirks. Differences also manifest themselves in the most simple way, of rankings. From D-S rank, this gives a general grasp on the levels of the ability, the three rank categories beings; Psionic Delicacy, Psionic Battery Reserves, & Psionic Battery Output. Giving a good look at usual current power level.

This is just an idea I'm kicking around so, let me know if anyone would be interested! I'd also need some help on the general plot and stuff, as I'm not too sure on any ideas as far as that goes yet. I'll come up with more world info and stuff if enough interest is seen!
@SilverPaw@Aeolian All good you two! Just wanted to have some clue, anyways, hope all is well & thank you for checking in!
@Duthguy @SilverPaw @Aeolian @sly13 Any updates guys?

I'm thinking about starting up the second roleplay idea I had now as well, as this is now at a very manageable pace. Hope to see some more intros soon!

@Octo Certainly.

@vancexentan@Renny Just waiting on one or two more at least, sorry guys
@Renny Love it! Excited to see how everyone appears!

@Renny @Duthguy @Octo @SilverPaw @Aeolian @vancexentan @sly13 Up, kept it short and simple for the most part. Let's enjoy, everyone.


Buru City, Esanian Continent,


Seven individuals lazed around a closed, old, and mostly run down looking bar, five stationary and two standing or hovering around. Two men who had looked to be a couple leaning in and discussing something in sharp and hushed tones, as well as who the sole woman leaning up against the bar behind their table, who looked to be their personal attendant. A bartender who sat near the edge of the bar, waiting for an order and making idle chat as he watched the two musicians play. Then there sat a sole male in a table positioned near the center of the left wall. Mostly the usual after hours faces, and what seemed to be a normal night for everyone in the bar, except for two. One of these individuals dipped their hand into their pocket, as if to make sure an object or possession was still there before silently assuring themselves of something under their breath. After doing so they looked up smoothly, calmly, as if they were security doing a check of a supervised area. They smiled to themselves for a moment before realizing the wait wasn't over yet, at and dipped their head a little lower.

As this happened the other individual planely watched from the side of their eye, playing careful not to let the other see them looking. Almost everything was going perfect, and they just had to hope for the best.



Byakko


"She's late," Byakko stated to himself as he let a straw slip from his mouth, drinking from the melted ice and remains of the drink held prior. He sat, covered by a long overcoat and hood which concealed most of his physical presence behind a thick layer of leather. "Goddamn it, I knew this was going to happen," He droned on inaudibly to no one at all, and popped his head up to look over once again. "And it appears we have a game apparently." He thought to himself, before allowing for a small shrug. "Whatever, whoever this player is might just make tonight interesting. And I guess I'll just be taking care of things myself tonight, again. Per usual, at this point. It shouldn't be that bad but damn, I hope I do an alright job dealing with everyone. He continued to think to himself, becoming slightly lost in his own swirling train of thought.

He had been waiting for all the new recruits to show up. 11/11, that was the date, both current and the one printed on everyone's letter telling them roughly where to show up. "If they're all Hunters, it shouldn't be too much of an issue for them. See, you and I got our licenses as something just along the way, I hear a lot of these people set out to accomplish that specific goal." King had said to Byakko when he had brought it up. As well as that, the bar was closed and no lights could be see all too well from the outside, and the closed sign shined brightly, albeit flickering, outside of the building. The first test of sorts, wasn't one that was difficult, and this kind of thing comes up often in nearly any of the correlating lines of work carried out in this somewhat secret world. It was almost to be expected. Besides, Byakko wasn't sure if this exact bar had even always been the location he was going to be sent, not with the appearance of this other player now. Maybe the boss had planned this, he was thinking. As this thought passed through his mind, he also couldn't help but wonder where the boss was, or Riza for that matter. She was supposed to be here to help greet the new possible recruits. Thinking back, he still wasn't sure why the boss had him sign the letters, or why he wasn't here himself tonight. All Byakko could do for now is wait for the litter to arrive, and see what plays out.
I've posted the leader, which I've just kind of been picking apart at this point. Deleted some portions and decided to rerun his history and then made the decision to just post him before I destroyed him for the second time haha. Anyways, yeah I need to finish the last bit of his history again and go for a proofread/edit when I get off of work but you guys can look at him now!
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