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Andry94

2011, March 23. A new model of airplane has just finished its tests. A special Airbus, called "A-X2" , which has enhanced plating, can reach speeds higher than any normal aircraft. It can hold about 300 passengers, and it is destined to be one of the most famous and effective airplanes. The first flight has been set to be Paris - New York.

2011, March 27. The A-X2, model 01, has set off from the Charles De Gaulle airport of Paris, with a hundred of passengers, expecially world-known scientists. Everything seems to be fine until a giant storm is right in the way of the plane. They must change the route, and go south. The Bermuda triangle is in the new route. They don't change anymore, they think nothing can harm the new aircraft...

2011, April 2. After various days from the loss of the A-X2, the world is still shocked. It lost a bunch of famous and important scientists, various businessmen but also normal citizens.

2011, April 8. After a week, everything seems to be settled back to normal. No traces of the plane, but no one speaks of it anymore. This is destined to last short...

2011, April 9. The New York airport control tower receives a strange signal. What everyone hoped it was, the A-X2. It approaches the airport... But no one can see it. People starts to notice it as it's about to land... Trepassing another aircraft without minimal damage... The passengers gets down the plane, normally, like if nothing happened. But they're not humans anymore. They're the result of the legends about the Bermuda triangle ...
The plane, and its passengers, are ghosts. Now haunting this world, the ghosts has been spotted in different places, trying to explain the humans that a giant threat is in the Triangle. No one must approach it.

2011, September 17. A group of scientists decided that an expedition in the Triangle is obbligatory. It'll be all ready for the next day. The expedition will be called the GFME: Ghost Flight Mistery Explaination. Though, something strange is in the air... Not something good, that's for sure.
The ghosts divided in two factions. The first, want to help their former beings to reveal the secrets of the Bermuda Triangle. The others, fighting their enemies for keeping the secrets...

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You can be whatever you want here. A ghost, a businessman, a normal citizen, even a misterious creature of the Bermuda triangle. You're going to be involved in this anyways. No special rules, the starting place is New York, U.S.A., except if you're something VERY different from a human being.
The RP will start once there's a decent number of people, two-three are enough.
Let's hope this won't fall down quickly... Enjoy!

Character Sheet:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
What are you?:
Appeareance (Not obbligatory):
Job:
Are you already involved in the Ghost Flight event?:
If you're a ghost, you can choose a (weak) special ability, like flying in the air :
Your actual side. Reveal or protect the Triangle secret?:
Additional informations:

MY character sheet.
Name : Kronos Polvnia
Gender: Male
Age : 45
What are you?: Ghost from the A-X2
Appeareance: He looks like a normal man. Tall 1.85m, quite slim. Not very muscular, with a short beard, and long ponytail. Not bad looking but neither awesome. He's got a pair of strange, thunder-looking scars on his cheeks. Probably an effect from the Ghost Flight event?
Job: Formerly an airplanes tester, and explorer.
Are you already involved in the Ghost Flight event?: He was in the A-X2.
(Weak) Special ability : Can walk through walls and doors, only if they're thin enough.
Actual side: Will apply to the Bermuda expedition. Will do anything to uncover the secrets...
Additional informations: He tries to convince everyone that the expedition must receive everyone's help, to discover what the Bermuda Triangle is hiding.
Every way, except violence, is used.

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dethharpist

Name: Erik
Gender: Male
Age: 100
What are you?: Reptilian
Appearance: Looks something like a white dragon with a camouflage.
Job: Research experiment.
Are you already involved in the Ghost Flight event?: Yes
Your actual side. Reveal or protect the Triangle secret?: Reveal without choice.
Additional information: Was a komodo dragon when the flight started. He has learned to speak English but only like a parrot no actual understanding yet. Still a bay may possibly be able to fly in the future but he had just hatched when the flight started take off.

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Andry94

(( Heh... This sounds fun.. You're the one that can't do normal characters anyways, are you? :P ))

"Good, good Erik ... You are, a good pet." Kronos pats the reptilian, as he looks around. A little crowd of kids looking at both of them. One of them saying "Hey, are you the ghost of the plane?" "Yes, i am, little child." "What happened? Is it true that there are aliens in there?" Kronos sighs...
"Aliens could be. It could be everything, children. But, today, go to your parents. Tell them to help the GFME, we must discover what's there. Maybe, thanks to you, one day you'll explore the zone, looking at natural beauties..."

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Cybalt

Name: John Armstrong
Age: 51
What am I?: Ghost from the A-X2
Appearance: Caucasian, grayed hair, has deep scars running horizontally all across his body (from the Bermuda incident).
Job: Former scientist
Involved in the Ghost flight event?: Yes.
Power: The ability to suspend himself in the air. He cannot fly. The best he can do is a controlled fall.
Actual side: He is strongly against any such return trips to The Triangle.
Additional information: John is terrified of the Triangle. If whatever he things is lurking there turned him and everyone else on the plane into ghosts, who knows what will happen when there is a full blown expedition that will undoubtedly provoke the thing (If such a thing exists, that is). He is fully committed to keeping further trips there from happening. Dispite the fact that he has kept these thoughts secret, he would rather die than see humanity race towards, what he believes as, its own demise.

Andry94

(( Nice one. Welcome aboard, cybalt. ))

Kronos slowly walks to the main square. He grabs a (ghostly) amplifier from there, as he begins to shout.
"People! Citizens of New York! Inhabitants of our planet! Heed my call and rally under my shout! We must uncover the secrets of the Triangle, for whatever's there, it's damaging us! We already lost many lifes there, we can't let more to die... Go to the GFME, support them! They're our best and only chance to put some light on this mistery... Avenge me and your dead people!" A chorus of shouts comes from various groups. Some of agreement, some not. One man yells "And if more people gets inside the Triangle, won't they die too?" Kronos smiles at the crowd, towards the voice that shouted before. "This time, it'll not be a casual expedition. We took up every of our finest technologies, and others from all over the world. Europe, Japan, China, Korea ... And if you people help us.. The area 51 will be with us... "



"I knew we didn't have to release our experiment, H5. Why did you vote for that? Now the whole world will go against it..."
"Oh, comon J8. It's a success. Can't you see it? It's famous..."
"No, i don't mean that. If this is going on, they'll ask OUR help. We must bring the experiment back inside our safe cellars.
We can't let it to get outside the Triangle's protections... And we can't let humanity to know it."
An amplifier voice is heard inside. All units to the cellar number 5, we've got an emergency!"
"What the?" The two agents runs towards the cellar. They reach the cellar, and they step back... What they saw, was horrific...

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dethharpist

((Yes I am the guy ho always creates the abnormal characters to keep the rp a rollin'))

Deth flickers his tongue and climbs on his masters head and looks at the heat mass of bodies, he flickers his tongue. He repeated the sounds that had been pounded into his head "People look at me I was but once a ssssimple lizard now I am thisss! Before I could even open my eyessss to this world for the firssst time I was changed! My master may say what he thinksss is right but he is rong thisss isss animal abuse!" The last sounds were told to him by a stranger wearing a heat-amplifying-cover mask and a white heat-cloaking-cooling-cover shirt with the symbols of PETA freezing cold from the rest of the form.

((Remember just because he does not look like a ghost doesn't mean he might not be partially one. Also I really like writing from his point of view, It's fun.

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Andry94

(( Makes the RP original. You're a good man :P ))

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dethharpist

(( I like making everything I can into a little jewel of creativity. Mind continuing so your character can be shocked and in disbelief at mine?))

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Cybalt

John massaged his temples in a futile effort to reduce his migraine. He looked up at his television set, the source of his current pain. There was Kronos, standing proudly with an amplifyer proclaiming his plans to the masses as if he was some sort of religious fanatic.
John shook his head. Kronos' desire for adventure seemed un-slakeable, and his little "sermon on the mount" proved to John that unless the expedition resulted in nothing less terrifying than a burning wreck, there would always be other Kronos copies racing toward their demise, and the demise of countless others, as fast as their little legs could carry them.
John stood up and walked toward his phone. If a burning hulk was needed, then he would be the one to provide it. For the good of all.
Picking up the phone, John thumbed though a nearby phone book until he came across Kronos' number. It was time to get on the inside.

Andry94

(( Do whatever you want, that works for all of you. ))

"Erik, damn you. On which side are you? You know more than all others that this expedition is fondamental." He swings his foot towards his... probable lower part...
Then, Kronos slowly walks away from the place. He can hear the shouts of the people, now excited by his speech. Walking by the streets like a normal person, getting the glazes of humans, with a smile he simply walks past them, or THROUGH them.
He gets at his house, no need to open the door... He dives himself on the sofa.

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