Yoda

[I]Craig trotted quietly behind the main group, Rei, Adam and Ryan were behind him still, but he was content to stay and listen to this group. He knew that his presence was more or less un-noticed, he could walk down another corridor and no-one would notice for a good while. He liked this air of privacy that he had acquired, that he had earned through years of being a loner. Now the commander had given him orders to reveal his stories to everyone. That was the one advantage that he had always had. Craig never said a thing, never showed emotion, and his file was much thinner than the others', not because of lack of field experience, but because even the top knew very little about his personal life. He now wondered where the hell the ones in the front were leading him, because only Adam knew where the dorms were. He looked behind, and saw that Adam was coming in the same direction. Letting out a slight shrug, Craig turned back around, only to be greeted by Siren's psychotic stare. Craig's face remained blank, but Siren cocked one eyebrow slightly and grinned. She obviously found his need for secrecy quite amusing.[/I]

I completely agree with Super Goten. The Tree of Might is a great film, regardless of how good the others are. I have seen 7 of the movies, and I think Tree of Might is definately one of the best. Also Renegade, it can be as good as he claims it to be, because it is his opinion. You cannot say someones opinion is wrong. :rolleyes:

[B]Abob:[/B] Split pattern, round the wreckage, get them from the sides. [B]Xanko:[/B] Right. Xanko silently drew his Vibro-dagger, and crawled down the small mound, into a ditch beside it. He continued to crawl along, until he reached a point slightly behind the troops. He peeked out, they were all steadily heading forward, not bothering to check back and to their sides. Xanko hel up his knife by the blade, and launched it. It hit what he believed to be their leader in the side of the head, and he collasped instantly. Three more went down in an instant, before the troops even realised what was going on. Abob and Xanko had got themsevles into two perfect spots for sniping everyone out. When only three remained, which took only about 6 seconds, Xako charged out of the trench, as he noticed the remaining troops only had wooken clubs. The first swung at him with the club. Xanko ducked, grabbiing the man's arm, and bringing it up behind him, snapping his arm at the shoulder. Gripping the man's chin with his other arm, he snapped the man's neck with a quick twisting motion. The other two already lay dead, courtesy of Abob. Xanko drew his dagger out of the leader's temple. [B]Abob:[/B] Mission accomplished, not lets concentrate on finding Marth and Spyre.

It's a bit hard to mae a move on a girl when your on holiday... with no access to the internet. ;) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Craig fell to his knees, panting, as the last traces of Sid were destroyed. The Stinger missile launcher in Craig's arm crashed to the floor. Climbing to his feet, he grabbed a blue strip of cloth, and tied it around his head like a bandana, where his head was cut. He picked up his Magnum Revolver .44, and put it in its holster. It was broken, and he would have to get it fixed at somepoint. Craig turned, and started walking down the hill, out of the hospital. As if by magic, when he was just out of range, the hospital exploded behind him sending a powerful wave out across Raccoon city. Craig then found his bike, undamaged, just as he had left it, by the main gates of the hospital. He loved his harley, although he could probably run faster than it could go. He jumped on, kicked the ignition, and drove out of the hospital gates, off to go wherever ate takes him. *4 Months later* Craig sits down atop a snow capped mountain, his eyes closed, his arms folded over his chest. With his new skill, he had decided to learn Shotokan Karaté, leaving his biker life behind, though his harley still remained with him. He still wore a bandana, like the one he had put on after defeating Sid, but now it was red. He wore a white sleeveless gi, with red fighting gloves, and bare feet. (Basically Ryu from Street fighter with Wesker's eyes.) His eyes snapped open suddenly, as if called. He got up, and raced off down the mountain. --------------------------------------------------------- See you all in the sequel.

The door was suddenly thrown open, and Craig strolled in, arms folded over his chest. Ryan walked in after him. Craig eyes scanned the room quickly, there was Liam, in his 'corner'. And there was Rae, his watcher... who was a bit too confident in her skills for Craig's liking. She was so sure no-one knew, but Craig had a knack for watching and listening rather than talking, and he has picked up on alot, this was just one of them. His eyes suddenly turned to Siren, he had never seen her before, which shocked him a bit. He immediately recognised that she was pleasent to look at, but he knew that didn't show in his face, he had only given her a moments glance. Then he spotted Adam, who looked just a bit shacken up... then he looked back at Liam, who was staring at Adam intensly. Craig immediately got the basic picture of what had happened. Rae obviously fancied her skills, Liam is more gun happy that most people like to think. Craig and Liam used to be decent enough friends, but they grew apart some time ago. Needless to say Liam had enough to say for the pair of them, they tended to stay out of each others way know, but there was still that strange bond between them, more than a respect, but yet different. Liam knew that Craig would draw his gun on him as soon as Liam would on Craig, and they both had enough respect for each other, as not to push the other one over the line. Craig kicked a seat out from under the table, and slung it roughly against the wall. He sat dowm, arms over his chest, and suddenly noticed that he had taken a seat directly opposite Siren. He looked up at her, and she was staring at him. She shot a quick smile his way, but then both turned away. Ryan took a seat close to Craig, but neither said anything. [B]Adam:[/B] Nice to see you two here, finally. Craig shot Adam a glance, and was met by Adam's cocky smile. Craig kept his stare, and soon Adam turned away, pretending to tei his shoes. Craig noted the slight hint of satisfaction Liam got from that. Siren let out a loud "Ha!", and Ryan chuckled a bit when he noticed there was nothing wrong with Adam's laces. [B]Commander:[/B] Right, is that everyone?

[I]Craig strolled quetly into Latin, the only one daring to look up at him was Ryan, who didn't know him to well, but knew he was a great agent in the SYF, and there was a great mutual respect between them. Craig always kept his black leather, fingerless gloves on, regardless of what the teachers said. Craig suddenly stopped in the middle of the classroom, moving his hand upto his ear. [B]Teacher:[/B] Craig, please take your se-- Craig held up his hand to her, to shut her up. He nodded to Ryan, then he got up, and they both stormed out of the room. Ryan ran to catch up with Craig as he walked out of cass, flicking his sunglasses onto his head. [B]Ryan:[/B] What is it? [B]Craig:[/B] SYF team mission... looks like we're both invited. Craig kicked open the doors to the school and walked calmly over to his Kawasaki ninja. He jumped on, and kicked the ignition on. With another glance at Ryan, he shot out of the front gates.

Guys, I don't mean to offend you all... but wise up. Not all of you can have special powers, this is getting way out of hand. Not only that, but none of you would be able to touch Wesker, the only virus stronger than the one he has is the T-Veronica virus. Craig is injected with the same virus, which is why he was able to fight him, and then he only managed to beat him through a lucky chance. Wesker can literally move like the wind, and has the strength of the Nemesis Tyrant. If you wish to being in a Tyrant or something at the docks, be my gust... I do wish to keep Wesker alive, atleast until this RpG's sequel. *winks* ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Craig dashed around the corner, just to see Sid reform, with roughly 12 arms. Craig rubbed his hand over his face, wondering what he was going to do. His two Colt SAA's rested in their holsters at his hips, and his Magnum Revolver .44 on his shoulder holster. His serpent like eyes ran over Sid like lightning, waiting for him to do something. Sid was looking straight back, completely stationary. Suddenly, one of his arms launched forward, flying straight at Craig's head. Craig tilted his head to one side, and the tentacle flew over his neck. Another one flew out at his chest, Craig dived to the side, avoiding that one as well. [B]Craig:[/B] I can see where this is going. Suddeny, all 12 arms launched out at various angles, in the hope to catch Craig.Craig braced himself, raching around his back for one of his Colt SAA's.

[I]Xanko and Abob quickly got up from the explosion, after their disorientation wore off. Abob was fine, but Xanko's helmet had a huge chuck taken out of it, though his face was fine. They were both hidden in a trench on the blind side of the wreckage, under a thin metal plate. Abob was the first person to see any of Xanko's face in over 10 years. [B]Abob:[/B] Xanko, what's your helmet's integrity? [B]Xanko:[/B] Oxygen supply, 0%, water supply, 5%, communications out, scanners out. [B]Abob:[/B] Damn, you should drink the water and get rid of it. [B]Xanko:[/B]That's what I was afraid of. Xanko gripped the corner of the hole in his helmet, and tore it from his head, then ripped out the brokem comm. system. Abob saw his face, he looked like a warrior, broken, yet wise beyond his years. He had a blue bandana across his forehead. (Basically looks just like Snake from MGS 2.) [B]Xanko:[/B] Looks like your my ears now Abob. Jet packs are useless now also, looks like both of them have bad fractures. May as well use them as explosives now. [B]Abob:[/B] Agreed. Xanko and Abob unstrapped their packs, and drew out a thermal detonator each. Setting them to proximity, then fitted them neatly inside the jetpacks exhausts. [B]Xanko:[/B] Right, now before we do anything, lets get our bearings and objectives right. We should be just South of the wreckage, so we don't want to throw them back North. I think we should throw them West, from what I can see there are quite a few enemies there. We can use that distraction to try and find the others. [B]Abob:[/B] Right. Xanko stood up, followed by Abob. They slowly moved the metal plate across, just enough for a decently aimed throw. Abob threw first, followed shortly by Xanko. Almost simultaneously, two huge explosions rang out. Xanko drew his vibro-dagger and his blaster pistol, and climbed quickly out of the hole. He glanced towards the explosion, quite a few incinerated bodies lay there. Then he ran up the short hill towards the wreckage, keeping low. Abob was right behind him. They knelt on the blind side of the wreckage, and glanced over to see the many advancing troops. [B]Abob:[/B] Crap.[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] Craig [B]Age:[/B] 20 [B]Species:[/B] Correlian human [B]Wing #:[/B] 5 (that would make me two flight leader right?) [B]Weapons:[/B] Twin Dallorian blaster pistols, wehich he loves. (basically just like Jango's blasters.) [B]Ship of choice:[/B] A wing.

[I][B]Name:[/B] Tarkon [B]Age:[/B] 23 [B]Race:[/B] Namek [B]Description:[/B] Looks like Piccolo, has a black suit like Picollo's, and has a cape like him, but no hat. [B]Bio:[/B] Taken prisoner by the Spartans some time ago, he is in one of the high security facilites they have consuructed on the Planet Vegeta. He has shared a cell for some time with a changeling, and they have grown to be friends. Soon they plan to plot their escape, and get revenge on the spartans for what they did. [B]Personality:[/B] Basically just like Piccolo, around about the namek saga period.[/I]

Yeah, there's somehting strangely likable about the G Gundam cockpits... for some reason I find them strange though... don't know why.

Hey TN, the karéoke is a classic moment. I was in tears of laughter when I saw that. The best thing I've seen with Krillen though, is in movie 7, when he gets really angry at Super Android 13, and charges at him, preparing a Kame-hame-ha, and just as he is about to fire, he slips and slides on his áss straight past #13.

You know TN, I nevet thought of it like that before... but it makes perfect sense. I just thought it was another glitch in the series, being as the oozaru level is basically obselete in power when compared to SSJ levels.

I wonder if I may be allowed to experiment here. [B]Name:[/B] Yaddon [B]Age:[/B] 200 [B]Race:[/B] Unkown, he is the only of his race left, which is one of the ancient race of the Earth. [B]Description:[/B] He looks just like Yoda from Star Wars ep 2. [B]Equipment:[/B] Has a black ash staff, topped with a ruby, and a sword, made for his size, crafted with elegant green runes.

[I]Suddenly, Craig slammed open a manhole infront of the group, causing them all to jump in shock and delight. Craig sprang from the manhole... a look of despair on his face. [B]Craig:[/B] Where is Sid? [B]Warren:[/B] We just knocked him out... he's over there, we were about to get out of here. [B]Craig:[/B] I think you'd better. Go, go now... your attempts will be no more use here. [B]Blaze:[/B] Why not... I almost beat him just now... [B]Craig:[/B] Sid has a strong dosage of the X-virus within his blood... and this virus mutates regularly, to give it an advantage over its surroundings. This means, that when Sid gets back up... he'll be perfectly equipped to deal with you. Run, run now... get the others away. [B]Blaze:[/B] Are you sure? [B]Craig:[/B] Yes, now run. Do not hinder me any longer. Craig gave them a hard stare for a moment, one that even filled Blaze with a chill of fear, but through his serpent like eyes they saw the caring and adventure that the old Craig had. He turned suddenly, and darted towards where Sid had been lying. Blaze started to pull the others away... they were not willing at first, but they soon understood. They turned, and they saw a notice on the manhole opening that Craig had climbed out of. The notice read: "My friends, I have found a means of your escape. If you travel a short distance down the road from the hospital, you will find a car, and inside the car are directions to the dock, and in the dock, is a boat which is fueled and ready for you. Yes, I can now work at such speeds that all of you will find hard to comprehend. Make haste, gather all the others, including the doc, and get to that boat. The path is clear, I have made sure of that, and when you get there, do not wait for me... there will be no need. We will se each other again soon... but stay alive until then. ~Craig~" [B]Blaze:[/B] Okay guys... I guess we just have to trust Craig here. Lets get moving.

[I]Marth darted out from behind the panel, running to an area that seemed slightly East of Jango's position. Xanko switched his visor to heat vision, and the enemies that had dug themselves into bunkers now stuck out like sore thumbs. He pulled his X-23 Blastech rifle from its shoulder holster, and gazed through the scope that had been added for the mission. He aimed, and shot a troop right between the eyes, one that was right infront of Marth's position. Abob tapped him once on the shoulder, signalling that it was his turn to go. Xanko sprang to his feet, and darted after Marth, while shoving his rifle back into its holster. Still on heat vision, he could see Marth's heat signature some 20 feet ahead, as he dived into a shallow trench. Xanko suddenly spotted a guard in the corner of his visor. He was crawling to intercept him, and was about to pounce. In one swift move, Xanko drew his vibro-dagger from its sheath on his right leg, and swiped upwards, slashing the troop through the neck as he came up. Xanko then dived into the trench, landing in a forward roll, stopping on one knee, right next to Marth. [B]Xanko:[/B] You clear the way ahead, I'll provide cover fire for Abob and Spyre. [B]Marth:[/B] Understood.[/I]

[B]Name:[/B] Craig [B]Side arm:[/B] Magnum .44 Revolver, side holster. Optional mercury tipped rounds. [B]Trained in:[/B] Marksmanship, Stealth espionage [B]Age:[/B] 16 [B]Preferred Vehicle:[/B] Kawasaki ninja- Zx6R [B]Bio:[/B] Craig's father was a man completely intrigued in old Western films, and had two, practically ancient Colt .45 Single action army's, as his preferred weapons. Infact, he became known as "Revolver" to his collegues. The man was a master marksman, which is backed up by the guns he used. It is no surprise then, that Craig is also a great marksman... but is also good at stealth tactics and espoinage. One of the first SYF members to be killed in this new crime wave, was one of Craig's closest friends. Since then, Craig's magnum has never left his side. When anyone questions why he doesn't leave it anywhere, he replies simply "I like the arrangement we have." Craig attends Gryphon colledge, where he prefers to remain in the background and listen rather than talk. Craig looks basically like a smaller, less rugged version of Solid Snake (from MGS 2).

Sorry for double posting, but I can't delete or edit my posts right now... so I'm just saying that everyone should ignore my post.. I took too long and people got in other posts before mine.

[I]Xanko launched out of the door into a diving frward roll, Abob close behin, Montross at rear. They ducked behind a small jut in the earth that their ship had caused from landing impact. [B]Xanko:[/B] Jango says he's half a click north west, somewhere near that trench line. The resistance has them surrounded in a circle, 100 feet in cirumfrence around the ship. No casualties as yet, but they can't hold out for long. [B]Montross:[/B] Okay... divide pattern, spread around the resistance, hit them fromn behind, take out as many as you can, try and give them an opening. I'll take left, Abob takes right, Xanko, you go straight. [B]Abob:[/B] Copy. [B]Xanko:[/B] Pick up your feet, more troops are coming this way. Xanko leapt over the jut, and shot an approaching troop with his blaster pistol as he ran. He knew his straight run would distract fire away from Abob and Montross, that's why Xanko couldn't make a mistake. In the corner of his visor, he could an incoming stun grenade. His helmet calculated its speed and trajectory within a micro second, it would hit in 3.028 seconds. Instantly igniting his jet pack, Xanko was launched forward, only hitting a short spurt, as no to attract too much attention. He landed, and carried on running.[/I]

[I]Craig was losing the battle, there was no doubt about that. Wesker connected with yet another kick to Craig's spine, spinning around as he did so, planting his fist into the back of Craig's neck. Craig flipped forward, landing gracefully on his feet, and spun around into a roundhouse kick. Wesker just smiled, and grabbed Craig's foot, and threw him backwards, onto the floor, right next to the water. Craig barely managed to roll away as the shark leapt at Craig in an attempt to bite him. [B]Wesker:[/B] I hope you don't mind the neptune... he may have been starved over the past few days, a pure mistake, honestly. Hmhmhaha. Craig slowly climbed to his feet, and as he stumbled up, Wesker charged at him. Tackling him around the waist, Craig was thrown into the wall, which buckled and cracked behind the force of the attack. Craig yelled in pain, Wesker responding with his cold chuckle. Craig fell forward onto his hands and knees, sucking in the air, trying to recover his breath. [B]Wesker:[/B] I must admit Craig... I am impressed. Even with the power I gave to you, I didn't expect you to survive this long. [B]Craig:[/B] You'll find I'm full of surprises! Craig suddenly sprang into the air, into a flying kick, which connected with Wesker's forehead. Wesker went into a backflip, sliding back on his feet as he landed. His face was brimming with anger.. as he ran at Craig again. Wesker threw a punch, Craig ducked, grabbing his arm, and tossed Wesker over his shoulder. Wesker, turned in the air, landing on his feet, and drove his hand in a sweeping motion into Craig's chin. Craig was thrown backwards, over one corner of the pool, and hit the wall hard. He let out a low moan... but Wesker wasted no time. He leapt towards Craig, high in the air, a triumphant smirk on his face. Craig looked up suddenly, grinning. Wesker looked in shock, as Craig produced, from behind him, a Colt .45 single action army. He extened his arm, his grip firm, arm steady. Wesker came within a foot of the gun, and Craig let of a shot. It smacked him in the chest, the force knocking him backwards, straight into the pool. The shark came up, and gripped Wesker in his powerful jaws, and that was the last Craig saw of him... for now. Craig climbed to his feet, triumphant... and noticed a file floating at the edge of the pool. Craig shot his arm out, risking an attack by the shark, and grabbed the file. He opened it... amazingly it was still dry inside the opening. It read:[/I] [B]Sid's memo: Project X[/B] January 24th; "I have found the perfect place to continue my research. It is in a cabin in the woods... many specimens, bird, beast and plant are around, and can be used as subjects. Best of all, the Spencer mansion in on the opposite side of Raccoon City... Umbrella will never find me. The samples I brought are all intact, my research will begin soon." February 17th; "Incredible... within such a short time I have started to produce small samples of a new virus. This sort of thing took William Birkin and Albert Wesker years to produce, but I have done it in days. The living sample is inside a Raccoon, which I am keeping contained in the basement of the cabin. The T-virus had a 90% success rate of creating living samples of Ebola... but my virus, not only does it seem to be 100% effective, but the new gene therapy reacts regularly with the Ebola samples, making them mutate. This is really an enhanced version of the Nemesis Tyrant, who's exposure to the G-virus make him adapt to injury quite quickly. The difference here is... this new virus will adapt almost hourly to whatever situation it is placed in." February 28th; "3 days ago, the Raccoon specimen in the basement managed to escape. I had to track him down, and quickly. I found him within 4 hours, he had only tried to attack one person, a woman who lived some three stories up in an apartment block. She escaped without harm, but I'm sure she will never forget what happened. I shall have to think about terminating her, but not now... I believe I am about to make a breakthrough." March 2nd; "Amazing, I have created the first B.O.W from my new virus, which I have named the X-virus. Using the virus, in a firect ratio with Influenza, I have created a creature from a chameleon, which I call a "shadow." As I said, the virus mutated with the blood, and the creatures can actually alter their body composition, becoming a liquid like state, if they so wish. There are only to methods to solidifying them... freezing, or setting them alight. Either will make their outer layer crusty, and allow bullets to injure them. Though, maybe they will find a way around it, if they can mutate again. [I]Craig nodded, a few things had been explained now. Suddenly, realising the hospital would explode soon, he darted back out of the room, heading for an exit.[/I]

Ok guys, lets just get one thing straightened out. I am the one that decides on the plots, not you guys. You seem to be trying to take the RPG into your own hands. Lets just backtrack a bit, because I actually want to post my fight with Wesker. You can still leave the hospital, and get married, but Sid isn't dead, not by a long shot, and I will not be with the group. ------------------------------------------------------------ [I]Craig darted along a hallway in the sewers underneath the hospital. He charged through zombies, any zombies that stood in his way were literally ripped in half by the force of his run. A small steel door stood alone at the end of the passage. Craig launched into a dive at the door, knocking it clean of its hinges, as he planted both his fists into it. The door fell, and Craig went into a diving roll, landing on his knees, in the new room. In this room, there was a large murky pool in the centre, and a walkway around the edges of the room, no more than 4 feet wide. There was also a small square of concrete in the middle of the water, and it seemed suitable to stand on, if anyone could get to it. [B]Wesker:[/B] Craig, so glad you could make it. Craig looked to the right side of the room, and there he was, Wesker, his black suit and shades giving him a dark appearence. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, a huge smirk on his face. Craig got to his feet, and threw off his trenchcoat, showing his mass array of tatooes on his arms. Wesker slowly reached up, and took of his glasses. Craig and Wesker... their eyes were exactly the same... He tossed his glasses into the water, and, as they were about to hit, a huge shark leapt up and caught the things in its enormous jaws. Now Craig knew what was in the water. [B]Craig:[/B] Another experiment... [B]Wesker:[/B] Yes... and one my employers will be quite fond of, when I return it to them. They'll be even more pleased when they find another specimen who had succesfully accepted my virus. [B]Craig:[/B] I'd prefer it if they found you in there actually. [B]Wesker:[/B] Hmhmhmhahaha... you know Craig, I like you. If I didn't have to kill you now, we may have become friends. [B]Craig:[/B] If that's what you think... I prefer to see things a little differently. [B]Wesker:[/B] Haha, of course you do... I think its fair to say that you didn't come here to make amends. [B]Craig:[/B] Your guessing skills amaze me... Wesker rolloed his shoulders, they clicked loudly, and a smirk again broke over his face. [B]Wesker:[/B] Oh, and Craig... this place is going up in about 3 minutes. [B]Craig:[/B] WHAT?! *thinking* my friends, they'll never get out in time. In a blind rage, Craig suddenly leapt into the air, flying over the water, towards Wesker. He smirked, and got into his fighting stance.[/I]

Name: Jin Kazama Age: 21 Fighting Style: Traditional Karate & Self defense Karate Country of Origin: Japanese Short Bio: The son of Kazuya and Jun, he posseses a varied form of the devil gene from his father, and went into hiding after the 3rd iron fist tournament, after turning into the devil and defeating his grandfather. He is travelling to this tournament because he feels his father will be there. After the 3rd Iron Fist Tournament, he wanted nothing to do with the Mishima bloodline, hating his father and grandfather. So, he unlearned his Mishima fighting style, and in only 2 years, mastered the Traditional form of Karate.

[I][B]Breifing:[/B] 18 hours ago a team of Russian terrorists attacked and took control of a nuclear power plant off the coast of Hawaii. They now have a mass of weapons-grade plutonium at their disposal, and are believed to be armed and extremely dangerous. We believe they have 2 anti-aircraft tanks somewhere in the area, as two F-16's were shot out of the sky as they took a pass over the plant. You will be taken to the military warship, the S.S Glory, and will then be transported by a cargo plane to a drop off point 2 miles off the coast of Hawaii, where you will have to sky dive, parachute free into the water. You know as well as anyone Snake, that messing up in one of those dives will definately get you killed. Once in the water you will swim to and underwater pipe used to veltilate clean water, and swim into the base from there. We also believe that they have brought a payload of warheads along, and somehow have a mobile nuke-launcher with them. [B]Snake:[/B] Colonel, there is only one kind of mobile nuke launcher in the world, and that's... [B]Colonel:[/B] Yes Snake, a Metal gear. We believe they have posession of one, if not more of a new type of Metal Gear, and now that they have a mass of plutonium, probably weapon ready already, we cannot risk an air or water strike unless we have no other choice. You have three main mission objectives Snake. Firstly, infiltrate the enemy base using the underwater pipelines. Second, make confermation of the new Metal Gear, and immobilise them by any means possible. Third, try and free the hostages somewhere within the facility, and fourth, find and disable the terrorist leaders. Good luck Snake... ------------------------------------------------------------------- (That is just the breifing my character has, just to give you all the basic idea of the RPG.) ------------------------------------------------------------- Here's what you need in your profile: Name: Codename: Organisation: Starting weapon: (A pistol or knife please... though Katana's are allowed for any Grey Fox type characters.) Bio: Description: Personality: --------------------------------------------------------- [B]Name:[/B] Craig *last name unknown* [B]Codename:[/B] Snake [B]Organisation:[/B] Works for the newly assembled FOXHOUND, which was put back together about 6 months ago. [B]Starting weapon:[/B] M9 tranquiliser gun converted from a Baretta M9. [B]Bio:[/B] The forth person made from the "Les Enfants Terrible" project, though he doesn't know it. He has obviously heard of Solid, Liquid, and Solidus Snake, but does not know that they are his brothers. He was chosen for this mission, simply because his skill matches that of Solid Snakes. [B]Description:[/B] Looks exactly like Snake from MGS2, but doesn't have the beard, and wears a black suit like Snake's from MGS2. Personality:

Blaze and the Nemesis continued to battle on, but suddenly, they both stopped. As if hit by a bullet, they realised that something was watching them from the shadows. The Nemesis let out a low growl, but wouldn't progress... in Blaze's eyes, the Nemesis was scared! Calmly and slowly, a figure stepped out from the darkness... it was Craig, and he looked perfectly normal... but his face was shadowed because he was lookinh at the ground. [B]Blaze:[/B] Craig, there you-- Craig suddenly looked up, and Blaze saw his eyes. They were a poisonous green, and the pupils were oval shaped, going from lid to lid, like a snakes. A wry grin slowly formed across Craig's mouth. [B]Craig:[/B] Blaze, please take a step backwards... for your own safety. Blaze, without even thinking, obeyed Craig's command. The Nemesis started backing off also, but Craig leapt forward suddenly, a blur to both Blaze and the Nemesis. The Nemesis was suddenly knocked to the floor as Craig passed him, and he became completely clear again... as he started to run along the wall! He ran around te corner of the wall, and leapt into the air, somersaulted, and planted both feet firmly in the neck of the Nemesis. The Nemesis was instantly suffocated by the move, and he started to disintegrate into nothingness. Craig let out a low sigh, staring at the ground, and then turned to face Blaze. [B]Craig:[/B] What's happened to you?... you look a bit hairy. [B]Blaze:[/B] Long story... I'm just glad to see that your... you. [B]Craig:[/B] On the inside anyway. There is something I must do before I can leave this hospital. [B]Blaze:[/B] But why... we can leave now that your back. [B]Craig:[/B] No... not yet. Tell me Blaze, does the name Albert Wesker mean anything to you? Blaze's eyes opened in shock. A grim reality suddenly set upon Blaze... Craig's eyes... they are the same... the same as Wesker's! [B]Blaze:[/B] W-what about him? [B]Craig:[/B] He is here Blaze... in this hospital, he did this to me. I must face him... alone, this is my fight. You must now go and find Sid... he is responsible for what has happened to the hospital. [B]Blaze:[/B] How do you know all this? [B]Craig:[/B] My condition... grants me much more than power. I now have knowledge... knowledge on all of Umbrella's intelligence. I know how to get them Blaze... I know, but I can not do this while Wesker stands alive. I must end him, and then I must end Umbrella, this is my destiny. Find Sid Blaze, find him and beat him, and then blow this place. We will meet again, I rpomise you. With that, Craig darted off down a corridor, almost to fast for Blaze to follow. He could see now just how wise Craig was... he was not just a stupid, brash biker... Blaze, following Craig's order, started to make his way back up the stairs.

[B]Name:[/B] Jinn [B]Age:[/B] 27 [B]Race:[/B] Namek [B]Weapons:[/B] A black ash staff, rumoured unbreakable. [B]Bio:[/B] The spawn of Piccolo, Jinn has trained under his father since he was just a child. He showed amazing power, his father noticing that he was able to keep upwith the saiyans progress without much of a struggle. He believes this is because he is the child of a super namek, and so possibly has the natural power of one (just like Goten and Trunks have the super saiyan ability naturally.) He has grown now to be equal size of his father, about 6'8", although his father is much stronger. One major set back though, is he has been in the other world all his life, on King Kaio's planet. (bring as Picollo died at the end of GT.) Kaio is now communicating with Dende, asking him to use the dragonballs to bring back Jinn, who can certainly help the saiyans in their battle. [B]Appearance:[/B] Looks like Picollo, but has a black suit instead of purple. He also wears a cape like Picollo, but not the hat. (I am not a fan of the hat.) [B]Personality:[/B] Intelligent, gets angry quite easily, and is a very smart fighter... basically just like Picollo. Stats: Strength: 4,000 Defense: 5,000 Agility: 7,000 Speed: 8,000 Ki: 5,000 Ki Defense: 4,000 Intelligence: 2,000