9mm Avenger

[i]Akira finally reached the Badlands, just as a dirty figure in red jetted by him on a hoverbike. Akira turned to yell, but the rider was already to far gone. Akira climbed up a rusty old fire escape to the top of one of the buildings, and used his enhanced vision to scan for Warlock, but didn't find him. Akira heard buzzing behind him, and turned to see a tiny robot staring at him. Akira held the robots gave for a few seconds, then lept at it, igniting one of his saber's blades. He arched the blade down through the robot, splitting it in half. Akira leaned down to examine the pieces, and saw the number "X5" inprinted on one of it's curcits. Extingushing his saber, and picked up the voice comm chip for the robot. If anyone called X5, Akira would awnser...[/i] [COLOR=red]Just fixed the little mistake... -Warlock[/COLOR]

[i]Akira crept along silently, his armor barley making a sound as he crawled through the tall grass. Soon, he crested a hill, over looking a small, rural town, filled with reploids. Reploids, with green and grey, and black and red armor..Warlock...Warlock and Flash. Akira unslung his sniper rifle from his back holster, and took aim on one of the many Warlock and Flash duplicates. With a resounding crack, the sniper rifle fired it's munition, and the Flash he sighted exploded in a shower of fluid and machinery. The Reploids around him began to run with terror, but were not quick enough to avoid Akira. Soon, the whole town was a ruin, bullet holes and dead Reploids everywhere...And for some reason, Akira felt proud.... Akira bolted out of his "sleep", his red eyes permeating the darkness around him.[/i] [b]Akira:[/b]What...What was that? That dream...It keeps happening...I don't understand... [i]Akira picked up his sniper rifle, and moved into a sitting posistion. Why his programmer had such a vendetta againts Flash and Warlock(although Akira's memory banks told him Flash was long dead), was quite beyond Akira...But he intended to find out, one way or another...And what better place to start, then the Badlands...[/i]

Cool...I hope I can still join, though... ---------------------------- [b]Name:[/b]Akira [b]Activation Time:[/b]15 years, 6 months, and 40 days. [b]Type:[/b]Reploid. [b]Description:[/b]Although Akira is designed around his predecessor in many ways, they have many differences. Akira armor is predominatly black, with grey highlights. Akira eyes are red because of laser enhanced vision receptors. His armor is less bulky and sleeker than other reploids, as he is the first to be designed around a Special Forces/Sniper Unit/Intrusion Team. Akira's hair is black, making him nearly invisible in the dark. [b]History:[/b]Marth's final project before he was destroyed by a mysterious virus, Akira was designed to be either a long range sniper support, or a Counter-Terrorist type bot, Akira went rogue owing to a flaw in his programming. Although he has worked on and of for Marth's former team mates, Akira is mainly a loner. His current location is Classified, known only by Warlock, and a few select others. [b]Personality:[/b]Akira is mainly a self proficient reploid, which makes him, in many ways, a loner. He is usually distrustful of others, but is a good worker when he has to be. [b]Weapons:[/b] [u]Mark 29 Depleted Uranium Sniper Rifle[/u]: This weapon was desigened by Marth, but improved upon by Akira. It fires 7.89mm depleted uranium shells, capable of piercing armor from a great distance. It has a powerful scope, added by Akira's enhanced vision receptors. [u]Dual Bladed Saber, Maul Mark 5[/u]:Again, an old weapon of Marth's it is the basic saber design, but with an extra power converter for either one of two blades. [u]Firebrand Concussive Missle Buster[/u]:A brand new weapon, stolen from Eliet Squadron, it fires a prototype missle instead of the common energy beam. The missles have a large shockwave, and a medium sized blast radius.

Can you blame them? By the time they made the holograms real enough, made the deuling rings, and distributed them, Yugi would be over. Why not just have a card-recignition slot, plug it into a game console, and use the actual cards? (now there's an idea....)

You actually get offended by it?

Hey, I got a question....What was the name of the A-Wing pilot who crashed into the Super Star Destroyer [i]Executor[/i]? I need to know for a fan fic I'm writing...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Reflection [/i] [B]Nick Carter has formed a 'rock' band. [/B][/QUOTE] Right...And by "rock", you mean "Happy Crappy Poser Rock, Sung By a Talentless Loser who didn't get enough face time, and made his own band!"...Sorry, I really don't like pop...

Sorry I coulden't give an opening post...I'm leaving that to whoever feels like it...I have plenty of things to do, so I don't have time today...

Tomorrow, i start the thread....Get ready!

[COLOR=indigo][i]Marth let Lethe return to waybread making, lost in his thoughts. Lethe finally finished making her waybrad, and handed it to Marth. He accepted it gratfully, and ate his fill. Lethe said something, but Marth was too far gone in his thoughts. Lethe waved a hand infront of his face, and snapped her fingers, but Marth would come out of the trance. Lethe let him be, and lied down to sleep. Marth thought long back..Back to a memory he thought he lost... His mother, standing over him...She spoke a chant in a strange tounge, and Marth felt a burning pain on his back. His hand absentmindedly rubbed the pyrimid-shaped scar on his chest. So his mother had givin him these powers...But how? A new memory now..Marth's father, standing over him, yelling something...A hand flew down, and Marth felt his face jerk aside..His father had hit him. Marth felt himself standing up, and lashing out. He wacthed as his father's prone body fell to the floor, unconcious... A new memory again...This time, he saw himself in third person, talking to Lethe. His eyes were dark and narrow...To Marth this seemed odly familiar.. Marth lied down, and fell asleep...[/i][/COLOR]

ooc:I gots HUGE writers block.. [COLOR=indigo][i]Marth sat beside Lethe as she made waybread.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Have you always been able to do that? [b]Lethe:[/b]Not always..It only came to my attention just a few years ago.. [b]Marth:[/b]How?...Or do I not wanna know?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][i]Marth looked at Lethe for a second, amazed at her power. He looked back towords the bushes, but saw nothing..Lethe had frightened the enemies away[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Uh..Lethe, what did you just do?..?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][b]Marth:[/b]What the devil was following us? [b]Lethe:[/b]I don't know..But there might be more of it..*she takes off in a fast sprint, and Marth hurries to keep up* [i]As Marth and Lethe sprint through the darkening forest , Marth picks up the sounds of the notches on bows being tightened[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Lethe! get down! NOW! [i]Marth lept forward, tackling Lethe to the ground as dozens of arrows piereced the air where they once were.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Thank me later. Comon! [i]The pair keep running, and arrows whiz all around them..The situation looks hopeless...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][b]Marth:[/b]Oh, thanks...And, by the way, I really coulden't hear the degree of sarcasm in your voice. [b]Lethe:[/b]We'll, I didn't expect you would.*smiles* Well, We should get going, now that we have the flaming daggers and all. [b]Marth:[/b]Sounds good.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo]ooc:Raiha didn't leave me much to work with, 0_o IC: [i]Marth stared at the dagger in Lethe's hand, watching the shifiting, moving patterns the fire formed on it's blade.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Test it..What do you mean by that? [b]Lethe:[/b]Find something, and hack at it.*twirls the blade around* [b]Marth:[/b]Subtle...Very subtle, Lethe.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][i]Marth woke up from his potion-induced sleep, but kept his eyes closed. He feinged snoring, so Lethe woulden't know he was awake.[/i] [b]Lethe:[/b]Please...When you snore, it's two octaves higher. [b]Marth:[/b]*mumbles*Your just Ms. Know-Everything, eh? [b]Lethe:[/b]*smiles*I like to think that, yes. [i]Marth gets up, and pulls on a fresh shirt. He wonders over to where Lethe is sitting, and crouches down.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]So..That spirit is gone forever, yes? [b]Lethe:[/b]I'd like to think that...These evil spirit types are very tenacious. [b]Marth:[/b]Yeah, my father never let up..*laughs* [i]Lethe laughs too, and Marth stands up again.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Well, whaddya say? Stay for a while, or go..?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][i]Marth ran forward, mud flying up from Jango's posistion infront of him, and it hit Marth's unprotected face. Marth increased spead, and went infront of Jango. Marth found Abob and Xanko firing at a few Death Watch troopers, and Marth levled his rifle, and opened fire, spraying the troopers with red-gold beams of death. Marth quickly expanded the energy pack, but he popped it out and grabbed a new one, and shoved it in.[/i] [b]Abob:[/b]Marth, Xanko, come with me..Were goin hunting. [i]Marth and Xanko nodded, and the ran forward..[/i][/COLOR]

[color=indigo]I play the drums. And I defy you to say that's not cool! Cause I'm in a band...And the school band..And I haven't named my drumset either.[/color]

[COLOR=indigo][i]As soon as Lethe chanted those words, Marth knew they had an affect on him, but he didn't know what. In the blink of an eye, he drew his sword and dagger, the black blades shined like a reflection of Marth's soul.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Try all you want, this body is mine, and I'm not going to leave it, even if I have to through a thousand elves! [b]Lethe:[/b]Why did you inhabit Marth's body? [b]Marth:[/b]After thousands of years of searching, i finally found a body perfect for me. His raw hatred for many of his own race, his inner vicioucness, he was quite eay to bend to my will. [i]But as the evil spirit talked, Lethe's quick chant began to have an effect on the spirit. As it continued talking, Marth's body began top wriggle in pain, and fell to the ground, unconcious. The evil spirit exited Marth through his mouth, and Lethe sent a gleaming fist straight through it, banishing it to damnation.[/i] [i]Several hours later...[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]What...What happened?*looks over at Lethe, and sees her making a healing balm*What happened, Lethe? [b]Lethe:[/b]The evil spirit residing within you made a grab for complete control. I fought it off, but you need to more careful in guarding your inner most emotions and desires. That's what opened you up to the spirit. [b]Marth:[/b]I owe you one..Again.*he sits up*Man...Sorry. [b]Lethe:[/b]*smiles*Ah, it's okay Marth. Here, drink this.*offers him a bowl made of leaves* [i]Marth drinks it, and nods in satisfaction. He falls back asleep again, and Lethe sits down, looking at the fire pit Marth had made. How he got it started, with no tiwgs of leaves, was a mystery to her.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=indigo][i]Marth followed Lethe's gaze for a few seconds, then turned around. Shadows gathered around his eyes, and they narrowed quite a bit. When he spoke again, he had a slightly raspier voice, and it was a bit deeper.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]We go that way.*points over the river* [b]Lethe:[/b]Huh? How do you know that? [b]Marth:[/b]Just a feeling...We continue the path were going on for about 5 miles, then turn left. That should go where we want. [b]Lethe:[/b]Bit certain about a feeling, eh? [i]Marth nods, then walks past Lethe.[/i] [b]Lethe:[/b][thinking]I wonder what's up with Marth? He keeps acting like that...[/COLOR]

Lol..I like the knife one.. "Soon, soon.." And the rice crispies one..I gotta try those..thnx alot! hehehehe

[color=royalblue][i]Marth watched as Lethe dived into the river Anduin, then turned his attention to cooking. he reached into Lethe's bag, and pulled out a few pieces of waybread, a couple slices of meat, and an assortment of condoments. Marth turned towards the fire pit, but realised he didn't have any incindenary items. Looking back at Lethe to see that she was underwater, he focused his attention on the fire pit, and let his hatred for his father grow. As he thought of that incompitent ignoramus, the fire sprang 10 feet into the air, then settled back down. Marth smiled and nodded, and speared the waybread and meat with a sharp rod, and held them out over the fire to cook. Soon, the delcious scent of waybread and sizzling meat filled the area. Marth's mouth watered, and turned around, and called Lethe to come eat. Lethe climbed out of the river, put on her clothes, and came and sat down.[/i] [b]Lethe:[/b]Smells good...*takes a waybread sandwhich, and put some toppings on it* [b]Marth:[/b]Thanks.*starts eating his sandwhich* You have a pretty good diving form, I must say. [b]Lethe:[/b]Thanks...Say, how'd you get this fire started? [b]Marth:[/b]I don't know...Twigs and stuff. [i]Lethe nodded, bit the look of puzzlement was on her face. Soon, the pair had finished the sandwhiches, and Marth began to clean up.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Well, we should get going. [b]Lethe:[/b]You don't wanna swim? [b]Marth:[/b]Not really.*gets up, but his back makes a groaning noise, and his shoulders pop*Ow...Guess were staying here for a while.[/color]

Hmm...If a couple more peeps sign up, i can get this one trick horse back on the road..

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Cloud Strife00 [/i] [B][i]Another thing I noticed about RPG's, people have such illogical bio's. Anti brought this to mind a long time ago. I remember being in an RPG where sombody's bio was like this... Think about it, 17-11=6, poor 6-year-old genius, going to college, see what I mean? If sombody could do something about this, it would clear up a lot of things for RPG's...[/i] [/B][/QUOTE] Hehe..That's quite funny. I agree with james, RPG's have been getting too "formula", with many "n00bs" who think they can create a well thought out bio, deep role-playing abilities, and the choice of going to college when thier 6 years old.. 0_o.

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Marth, seeing Lethe get up, hefted his pack onto his back, adjusted his sword and dagger, and looked at her.[/i] [b]Marth:[/b]Well...Thanks for that information, I guess...*He looks at the ground, and looks at Lethe again*Where ya headed? [b]Lethe:[/b]You drank all of my water, so I'm headed to the viallage where Khonne lives to refill it..And try to see how she makes her water so good. [b]Marth:[/b]*His eyes shadow slightly, but Lethe had turned away, and dosen't notice*Mind if I come? [b]Lethe:[/b]Don't see why not. Come on, we have alot of ground to cover. [b]Marth:[/b]No problem.*He adjusts his pack, and starts walking, and as he walks by, Lethe notices the dark shadows arounb his eyes* [b]Lethe:[/b][Thinking]What the hell? Did he not get enough sleep?..it was hardly necessary to stand guard..(talking)Marth, did you get enough sleep? [b]Marth:[/b]*turns around, but the shdows are gone*Yes, why do you ask? [b]Lethe:[/b]No reason...Musta been a trick of sight...Anyways, let's get going. [b]Marth:[/b]Lead the way. [i]Marth and Lethe started off twords Khonne's, and Lethe is completley unaware of the sinister intention Marth's evil spirit harbours...[/i][/COLOR]