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Dain was behind an old peice of stone wich made improvised cover, bullets were flying everywhere, constant bullet sounds rang through Dain's ears. Dain leapt out, he was really testing his luck now, and if a bullet spun his momentum in the air and he landed out in the open, it would all be over. Time seemed to slow down as Dain let off a bullet from one of his handguns, its soared through the air and hit one of the men manning the turrets. The lead tucked neatly in between his eyes, he crumped to the floor. Dain landed behind the other cover and sighed in relif, he turned back to his teammates, the fire was less rapid now, and the less experienced soldiers had a chance of crossing covers and getting off a shot alive, Dain sprinted out to the next one, bullets coming after him, he pulled out a small needle and injected the blue substance into his hand, his veins glowed and a electric current hit the remaining turret, and went right through it. Hitting the poor bloke behind it. Tearing a neat hole through his heart.

Dain stopped and sighed in relif.

The relif lasted a few seconds. Immediateley a platoon of foot-soldiers dashed out, guns blazing. Dains instincts took over and he leapt behind cover just in time. One, two, three... five. Five men against 3 novices and a general.

Oh boy, this is going to be fun. Dain thought to himself. Specaily when i get to ring up the family and tell them one of their kin is being sent home in a bloody coffin, such a waste.

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A war has broke out. One side fights for ultimate dominance, the other for peace. There is the Relics, a group of men who belive world peace may only be acheived if their leader - and their leader only, sits at the top of the world. They practition their religion, saying their king was chosen by the gods, and infact a demi-god himself.

Then their is the Syars, who belive in world balance. That each place must have their respective rulers and live in peace - they dont like to kill and have a natural sympathy for all life, but where evil rises, one must fight it.

You are a Syar, and currently a novice in Dain's group - you are not under attack by a group of Relics and must combat them before going to your meeting point with another group of soldiers, then you must raid a nearby base and intercept a atom bomb wich they are about to drop on your city, your home.

With only guns, skill, courage and the seryum, a mixture wich changes to your bodys preffered element - must defend your home, and put a stop to this war for once and for all.

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Bios:

Name:
Rank(Must start out as new recruit, soldier or private, but may be ranked-up.):
Syrums element (Fire, water, thunder, air, earth.):
Appearance:
Abilitys (Trained in first aid, any technuiqes you have mastered with the syrum, ect):
History:
Personality:
Weapons of choice;

Mine:

Name: Dain Kyvar, or General Dain. (Sir, if your a new recruit. )
Syrums element: Thunder.
Appearance: Dark brown hair and wide, honest eyes. His hair is long and reaches to his shoulders. He sports a small beard and has deep, blue eyes.
Abilitys: Electrical Blast (Syrum), Dis-able machine (Syrum) and minor-first aid.
History: Dain was born an orphan, as a young boy he spent most of his time in the oprhanage, he aspired to become a soldier and to fight for his freinds, family and his country.
Personality: Is honest, open, supportive and has an ironic empathy for life.
Weapons of choice; Dual handguns, Syrum powers, Combat knife.


Starting items: Two weapons sets of your choice, one medi-kit, three grenades, outfit of your choice and Syrum.

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tyjeff9

Name:Jeff Wreck
Rank:New Recruit
Syrums element:Earth
Appearance:Young male in his early thirties. Very fast on his feet, but not the brightest of the bunch. Brown hair and hazel eyes. He is a around 5'10" and weighs only 130 pounds.
Abilitys : Levitating of rocks and boulders. Small Landslide capalblities.
History: Born into a very poor family Jeff learned to take care of himself fast. It was a tough neighborhood and he needed to be fast to get away sometimes. Not always the best at school but did manage to finish high school and move with his life. Was a stunt man for about a year. With no where else to turn he joined up.
Personality: Somewhat stupid courage and the love of adrenaline pumping through you.
Weapons of choice: Longer knife type weapon and a simple assault rifle.

umm want to start rping or wait for others

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knight0151

Name : Max Gilman
Rank : Private.
Syrums Element : Fire
Apperance : Of asian ethnicity, black eyes, black hair + blonde highlights. 5"7.
Ability :No outstanding talents, except for his unusually high level of intellect. Can hack into PC's, computers, databases. Also very good in technology.
Personality : Max is VERY Egotistical and arrogant. He values himself highly. He joined the army to avenge his friends that died in the war. Cares about no ones life besides his own. He is willing to sacrifice EVERYTHING to crush the Relics. Very intelligent. Never gives up.
Weapons of choice: If it can kill efficiently, it'll work for him.

kain222

((Allright, lets start, others may still join. ))

Dain tossed a look back at max and sighed, he didnt have much of a liking for the man - he seemed to take other's lives lightly. But he needed him for the mission. There were bound to be some systems and computers that needed hacking, though dain could proberly do it with his electric currents - he didnt have that much syrum with him.

Dain lept from his cover and sent a one bullet to a soldier, createing a small hole through his heart. The relic troop crumpled. At the same instant another flew out, strikeing another in his leg. The man winched in pain and instantly grabbed his leg. Some of his last injection was still left and he sent a small bolt of lightning through the mans head. Killing him instantly. the rest didnt see Dain's troops and focused on him.

Quickly, whilst kkzzzzt theyre distracted! kzzzrt Go! go! go!

Dains voice was distorted over the radio, but he got his message out.

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knight0151

( First time role playing, don't flame me if I screw up )

The Relics were distracted. I would have to take this time to my advantage. I lept out from my cover, I was facing the troops unloading bullets on Dains position...Fools...not aware of their current surroundings but only on one spot. How pathetic...I took out my assault rifle, took careful aim, and started opening fire. One shot a Relic in the back, right where his heart should be, I smirked as I shot another one in the arm. He dropped his gun, but the remaining dumbass finally noticed me and started firing at me , as I took cover I could hear the sounds of the bullets coming so close to hitting me... I took out my radio..

"2 Left, one dropped his gun, on the count of three EVERYONE open fire at their asses, today, we end their pitiful excuses of a life...One....Two...Three..."

kain222

(( o.o i havnt acually heard first-person roleplaying but i guess its okay, i acually like it =P, long as you dont control anyone elses character its fine. ))

Dain cursed as he ran out of ammo - they most likeley had some at their meeting point. He would have to improvise to take this person down. He quickly injected seryum into his arm, it wasnt enough - he had only bought one and a half vails with him and spent most of it getting here. The only way he could take the man out was to blast him with electricity up close.

Dain sprinted out into the open, the man was distracted, he raised his gun, and squeezed the trigger.

Pzzzzzvvvvvat! the sound blasted through the ears of Dain and his toops, the mans body started to become charged with electricity and then dain sheilded his eyes. The man literally exploded, sending blood and flesh everywhere.

Dain stood up and chuckled. "Hah, i havent tryed that before. Sure beats hitting them with the butt of my gun. Cmon lads, the areas clear." he said, walking down a near corridor wich opened into a large room. Dain was horrified at what he saw next.

The team they were supposed to be meeting up with were sprawled on the floor. a large pool of blood surrounding them.

"Shit... SHIT!" Dain screamed out, "We were too bloody late..."

Dain, leader of the group sighed, he felt responsible. If he had been here a few seconds earlyer... he looked down and silently cursed. one of them couldnt have been more than fifteen years old. Dain stood up.

"So young... such a waste..." he mumbled. He made a tree sign. "May the source bless your soul into paradise."

The source was a god that they worsiped. It was the bane of all life and all-loving.

Dain stood their, quietly reciteing the prayer in his head. One of his freinds bodys were there. And he felt overwhelmed with sorrow. he took some ammo and syrum from their corpses, and gave some to his teammates.

That sorrow started to lick at the coals of revenge.

He would have cried - apart from the fact he had most likeley cried enough tears to fill a swimming pool. And knew it was useless to cry - but he should allways respect the dead and his comrades.

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knight0151

"Alright, let's man up and head out". Theres nothing we can do for these guys, they're dead, and they will remain dead. Tears will never revive anybody. Alright, Dain, we're on our own. You should radio back to HQ and call for reinforcements...or..is this a three man army?"

Such useless soldiers to die out so quickly, what may have caused their deaths?

kain222

Dain looked back at max. "Indeed, theyre dead, but they gave their lives up for our nation. We should atleast respect them. One of these men was a freind of mine, Garv, his name was. Very hearty and he tutored me for a long time. Dont ever call these men and women useless, Max. They may be dead now, but i fought alongside many of these men and theyre combat power was amazing. I swear, your selfishness will be your downfall, Max. Ive seen it in your eyes, revenge. How can you simply shrug off others lives as useless when your fighting to avenge your freinds death? And look around you, do you see any gun shells? these people were obviously ambushed and didnt get a chance to fire off a shot. Anyway, lets move out."

Dain sprinted down the path. Two enemy turrets spotted him. He jabbed himself with some syrum he scavanged off the soldiers and sent two lightning bolts hurtleing towards them. Disableing them. He flexed his hand and smashed it against the door, the lighting zapped a hole through the door, wich Dain leapt into.

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lokuri

Bios:

Name: Mia Lunielle
Rank: New Recruit
Syrums element: Wind

Appearance: A fourteen year old girl with average height (5'4). She has wavy brown, manageable hair that, ironically, comes down past her shoulders, held in a ponytail with a few bangs coming down her face, a few still clinging to the ponytail holder on the side. She has a small face with big blue eyes and a gentle smile, which usually decieve people from her cunning side. Her altire consist of long, dark gray cargo pants, a dark green shirt, black boots, and a dark green hat.

Abilities: Aero barrier [cant move when using, so it is good to set up when around an ally (Syrum)] and excellent in first-aid

History: Born inthe Lunielle family, she has learned to hate the Relics from the constant tales about them, like how only one may be in power and how everyone must obey that person...or else. At the age of four, when these tales were at the peek, her father, Henry Lunielle, wrote a report on how the world should be balanced in power, and that having one person hold all the power would only bring disaster--he was killed by a group of Relics and marked as a traitor in their eyes. Mia, angered by this, trained herself both mentally and physically, using books and a daggar she found in a second-hand shop at the age of eight. She edventually became more relax at eleven years old, until her mother went missing. It is unclear if she is DoA, (Dead or Alive) but one day, her mother was just gone, with no signs where she went. So, she signed up to fight against the relics, hoping to atleast revenge her father, and be of some aid.

Personality: Kind, helpful, innocent; cunning

Weapons of choice: short sword, syrum powers, and pistol (um, I do not really like guns...what is a good pistol to use?)

Other items: A small pocket medicine kit and three grenades (used in dire moments)

((OOC: Basically, she has joined to revenge her father, but still cares about others that are her allies. Her favorite weapon is a daggar, or short sword, but she uses a gun if she has to. Her strengths are defense and healing others, so she is good at aiding others moreso than actual combat (like a cleric). Not so good at long distance attacks as short distance attacks, yet is a fast runner. Um, since there is no cleric as a rank, I will just go with new recruit...tell me if there is anything to edit :o ))

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kain222

(( tis fine, its odd that a soldier would use a sword but i guess combined with syrum youll be a formidable opponent =D ))

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