Guys No using drowning in darkness characters, also no making your goal to specifically kill of one other character you can attempt to kill them but do not make it your singular goal.

After the Lazarus incident, the UN had control of another prominent city that provided an other large strategic location, not only did the Conclave want this city but as did the hive mind, the city provided an easy access to D.C. The hive mind only entered the city later after the Conclave and UN in order to turn them and make a larger foothold onto the area known as the united states. The Mycromorph attained their spot in the battle for the city by finding a small gap in the wall next to the apartment buildings. The Mycromorphs only attacked at night, attacking small patrols and adding to their ranks, until they are discovered at which point it will be a large conflict between all. There will be another set of ranks added, the natives of this small town are going to be fighting for the control of their own town, they had tried for a long time to stay out of this conflict. But were dragged into it, so the decided to fight back.


Classes – Rebels – severely under armed.
Foot solider – basic infantry
Equipment: 9mm pistol, light leather armor, poor medkit
Minor Psych – Psychs only with less power
Equipment: double barrel shotgun (Poor condition), Reinforced cloth armor, poor medkit
Heavy Solider – Previously military units (Best Armed)
Equipment: Poor Riot armor, Hunting rifle, 10mm pistol, medkit
Medic - Basic doctors/ nurses
Equipment: Non-military standard medical supplies, small single shot pistol, knife, plain cloth armor

Soldier- The basic footman of the Conclave's endless army.
Starting Equipment: Machine Gun, body armor, medikit, pistol, 5 grenades
Enforcer- The de facto gestapo of the Conclave, Enforcers prowl the streets with their shotguns, meeting out punishment on free thinkers and non-conformists alike.
Starting Equipment: Shotgun, medikit, riot armor, 3 nerve gas grenades, riot shield
Thought Policeman- These psychics patrol the streets, hunting down thought criminals and resistance members.
Starting Equipment: Reaper Pistol, flack vest
Special Rules: Psychic (see below)
Ghost- Cloaking snipers that can kill whole squads before they even know he's there.
Starting Equipment: Sniper Rifle, flack vest, cloaking device, combat knife, pistol
Phantom- The utterly lethal Phantoms trail their prey under the cover of a powerful cloaking device, tearing into them with wicked neural-scythes.
Starting Equipment: Reaper Pistol, flack vest, neural-scythe, cloaking device
Engineer- The technicians of the Conclave are unique, as they are allowed to develop personalities to help them come up with creative solutions to problems.
Starting Equipment- Flack vest, pistol, multi-tool, servo-arm, 3 demo charges

UN Remnant
The Remnant has fallen on hard times, the Conclave constantly hammers them in combat, and recruitment has dropped to near nothing in the past months. They fight a desperate war against a seemingly unstoppable foe.

Soldier- The basic footman in the UN army.
Starting Equipment: Machine Gun, body armor, medikit, pistol, 5 grenades
Heavy Assault Trooper- The heavy assault trooper is the shock and awe unit of the Remnant, dropping down on enemy positions and dealing incredible damage with their Ripsaw guns.
Starting Equipment: Ripsaw Machine Gun, PLEX armor, medikit, pistol, 5 grenades, 2 det packs
Sniper- Marksmen renowned for their ability to pick off foes at insane distances with their long rifles.
Starting Equipment: Sniper Rifle, pistol, flack vest, 3 nerve gas grenades
Psych- UN psychics that are trained to root out traitors in their ranks.
Starting Equipment: Reaper pistol, flack vest
Special Rules: Psychic (see below)
Jump Trooper-Using experimental jet-packs, the jump troopers take to the skies, bringing death from above.
Starting Equipment: Assault Rifle, body armor, medikit, pistol, jet-pack
Engineer- When a bridge needs to be built, or a factory bombed, the UN calls in an engineer.
Starting Equipment- Flack vest, pistol, multi-tool, servo-arm, 3 demo charges

RULES
To perform an action, simply state what you want to do. The game is played In Character, and everything you do or say will apply directly to your character. If you are speaking out of character, be sure to write OOC before you post.
WARNING: THIS GAME IS LETHAL!
Chances are, a couple of you are going to die over the course of the RP, whether another player hits you with nerve gas or a Vivisector cuts you into your component pieces. When your character dies, you can make a new one, and I'll fill in how they enter into the current scene.
The system used will be the same as those in the Lazarus projects.
I must ask that everyone use the format below for their character.
BASE STATS
(Rules written by BerserkSteve)
You have 20 points to divide among your stats, but you must have a minimum of 1 in each stat. The maximum point value for any stat is 6, but can be raised higher by mutagens or other effects.
Strength, The ability to carry heavy objects and inflict more damage with your strikes.
Agility, A person's speed and dexterity. This is how well they can dodge and hit an enemy.
Toughness. How healthy and fit you are. This is for resist damage and decrease.
Will Power. Your ability to reason. This will help with Psychic powers and your ability to find and notice things.
Intelligence. This is knowledge. This is how much you know and how well. This is for doing complex skill tasks like computers, history, math, writing and medical.
Charisma. This how well you can communicate with and lead people. This will help with leading and persuading people. Clearly only works on NPCs.

PSYCHIC POWERS
Both the Conclave Thought Police Officer and the UN Psych are psychic, allowing them to use psychic powers. All powers are subject to the standard rules for all tests. As a psychic, you can perform both telepathic and telekinetic feats. Describe in detail what you intend to do before you do it, allowing me to set a difficulty for the test. The rebels minor psychs are a limit of 300lbs lift and not able to affect living things larger than yourself.

Name: (Conclave players keep in mind that a serial number is customary.)
Personality:
Faction:
Class:
Personal History:
Family:
Worst Fear:
Hopes For The Future:
Motivation:
Scars of Lazarus (if applicable):
Strength:
Agility:
Toughness:
Will Power:
Intelligence:
Charisma:
Also, if you can include a head shot of your character, that would be great.

Special thanks to Mordoskul, and the ones who helped him with his stuff, for helping me with this, and the basic rules things will change but it will be basically the same. I will post any updates, if its not me than Morduskul is the only other with the authority to post updates. By the way do not try to change the system its fine how it is any one who does will have their throat torn out by the Alpha howler and then by ripped to shreds with my bear/ bare hands.

Name: James Jacobs
Personality: Working to repent for what hes done he will put himself in peril for others, dedicated. Serous most times, but his humor shines through on occasion.
Faction: UN Remnant.
Class:Ghost (Explained why in Lazarus.)
Personal History: Was a Ghost in the Conclave when the Lazaus affair happened. He ended up defecting from the Conclave after he learned of the brainwashing and how they had made him kill his own parents.
Family: Parents dead. Other siblings are unknown.
Worst Fear:To die before he can make he voice pay.
Hopes For The Future: To put a bullet between the eyes of the man who ruined his life and everyone who gets in his way.
Motivation: Getting revenge for his family and helping to bring this war to a close.
Scars of Lazarus Strategic dismemberment. Flashbacks.
Strength:2
Agility:6
Toughness:3
Will Power:3
Intelligence:2
Charisma: 4

Name: 4029104-5421 "Inquisitor"
Faction: Conclave
Class: Thought Police Officer
Personal History: The Officer of the Thought Police designated code: 4029104-5421 has loyally served the Conclave ever since it's creation, apprehending thousands of thought criminals and nonstandards, personally executing them before the Inner Circle. He is the current head of the Thought Police, and is a member of the Inner Circle, having been one of the handful to have ever laid eyes on the Voice. Members of both the UN and the Resistance know him as the Inquisitor, and he is on the top of the formers kill list.
Family: The Inquisitor has no family, a fact that has caused some to speculate that his is vat-grown, rather than naturally birthed.
Worst Fear: The Inquisitor's sole fear is of an inability to serve the Conclave, or worse, that the seed of treachery may somehow be planted in his mind.
Hopes For the Future: The Inquisitor believes firmly in Peace Through Reeducation, and often dreams of a single unified world under Conclave control.
Motivation: The Inquisitor will not stop until every last one of the Conclave's numerous enemies are unified by the Voice's Great Work.
Strength: 2
Agility: 3
Toughness: 2
Will Power: 6
Intelligence: 5
Charisma: 2

So, since this is a sidestory...It's Lazarus, but also, not Lazarus...Can I still be Foley or do I have to be a new character? And it's pre-Drowning in Darkness or unrelated, right? So if I AM Foley, I'd still have my leg, and not be knocked out? Thank you for making another Lazarus spinoff that's not full of non-RP fighting. Let's hope it stays that way.

Right. Mink want to start it out and new people who join can jump right in.

Aye, let's get this train 'a' rollin'!

Name: Jason Redik

Personality: He keeps to himself
Faction: Rebels/ Natives
Class: Heavy
Personal History: He wants peace, he fights for peace
Family: None
Worst Fear: He lost his concious when all his troops were killed
Hopes For The Future: TO become human, find a wife, end the war
Motivation: Survival
Scars of Lazarus (if applicable): N/A
Strength: 6
Agility: 2
Toughness: 6
Will Power: 1
Intelligence: 2
Charisma: 3

Rebels seem to be desperate, Why not

Name: Sam Hill.
Personality: Quiet redneck.
Faction: Rebel.
Class: Foot Soldier.
Personal History: Used to live happily in his trailer till one day it ceased to exist.
Family: None.
Worst Fear: Death.
Hopes For The Future: Wants to live free and own a double wide.
Motivation: Self preservation
Scars of Lazarus (if applicable): N/A
Strength: 5
Agility: 3
Toughness: 3
Will Power: 4
Intelligence: 1
Charisma: 4

Rebels
- You gather in the upper room of one of the apartments, talking amongst your self's as bombs go off in the distance. Bellow you, you can hear feet being dragged and claws scraping against tile.

Conclave
- You approach the unfortified entrance to this small unbecoming town and you realize to yourself that you may die. In front of you runs by a large four legged creature, it stops for a second but runs by without caring of your presence.

UN
- You take up position inside of a small industrial plant, on the left side of the building you can hear a bit of scratching.

Now by hunting rifle do you mean bolt action or something else, like a military rifle?

standard civilian

Scoped?

yes poor quality

James Runs to the other side of the room and flips the desk steadying his rifle on the were the scratching was coming from.
OOC Am I solo? Where exactly are we? What are we trying to do? You have to give a little more description bro.

Ok, Darksage currently you are solo, you are trying to take the town and not get killed, same as conclave, and the rebels are trying to keep the town.

THE WALRUS SAYS: "Be sure to include plenty of detail in your intro posts, a good introduction to the game world is key to maintaing interest throughout the thread."

CONCLAVE

The Tarantula Walkers disgorged troops from their abdomens, like freakish spiders giving birth to a host of black-shelled insects. Hundreds of umber-armored soldiers had taken up the call to arms, rallying to strike at the settlement of Culpepr, fully prepared to flatten it to the ground with atomic fire if need be. As the ordered ranks of the Conclave reached the perimeter of the Culpepr, small arms fire peppered their front ranks, dropping several soldiers like dolls as puffs of blood geysered from their armor as the natives opened fire upon the invaders, sworn to defend their home to the last. Here you stand among your fellows, rallying to push the natives back, to claim the Conclave's divine right to this land.

UN
The Remnant had expected to be greeted with open arms as they moved to annex Culpepr, seeing the natives as a desperate people in need of aid and stable leadership. What they found was a resentful populace that was determined to retain their independence no matter the cost. They hated the UN had stolen the American Dream right out of their hands so many years ago, paving the way for the Unification War that paved the way for the Voice to seize power. They were Americans, dammit, and they were determined to die like one if necessary. Here you stand, pinned down by enemy fire in a bombed out dwelling, trying desperately to hold out long enough for reinforcements to arrive.

REBELS
They came to take your lands, your livelihood, your life's work. Conclave, Remnant, they're all the same. Just greedy bastards that don't give a damn about who you were, just if you could work or fight for them. The UN comes to you with the promise of Unity, a dream you know very well to be false, you've seen the aftereffects of the Unification War, how the so called 'world peacekeeping body" murdered thousands at Stockholm for daring to retain their sovereignty. The Conclave comes to harvest you, that's the only word for it. To turn you into a slave-soldier, working endlessly for a man you would never see, who couldn't care less whether you lived or died. If you didn't bow, so be it, you would be executed. Now is the time to fight for your freedom, for what belongs to you by the sweat of your brow. Now you and your fellows lay down a withering barrage of fire directed at a small squad of UN soldiers, pinning them down within the ruined shell of an abandoned dwelling.

Thank you to Mordoskul for helping immensely.

The Inquisitor sends a powerful telekenetic pulse towards a group of nonstandards, hoping to scatter them like bowling pins.

Guys look at the opening it has been edited
Inquisitor 1-10

5

You release a small blast sending several nonstandard flying back but others remained in place, and opened fire in your direction. 1-10

3

A single round hits you in the shoulder you reel backwards as small amounts of blood spurt from your open wound.

Plunging into the mind of one of the soldiers, the Inquisitor's instructions are simple; "Kill him, then kill yourself."

The soldier turns and fires onto his friends after they all fall he take his gun, shoves it up into his mouth, pulls the trigger a loud bang is heard as brain and blood is fired from his skull splattering across the ground behind him in an odd cone like shape.

Rallying the nearest squad, the Inquisitor drives his men into the breach like an unstoppable wedge.

Inquisitor 1-10 6x

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As you run forward several shots ring out killing 3 of your men and taking a another shot in your right leg, piercing through to your left foot. 1-10 2x 1-15 1x

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James tries to get a decent view on a rooftop and identify the enemy commander. "Bastards deserve nothing less than a bullet through the heart."

One of your men is dumbfounded, whilst the other reels to the left and lets out several shots screams of agony can be heard in the distance. You fall to the ground and pass out. 1-10

Taking a Deep breathe I aim my trusty rifle at the moving wedge and fire two shots(Ill wait for test) at the moving wedge. (Im in another building)

darksage wrote:James tries to get a decent view on a rooftop and identify the enemy commander. "Bastards deserve nothing less than a bullet through the heart."

Be sure to read the updated rules at the top of the first page. You can no longer play as your Drowning in Darkness character, as this gives you plot armor, as we know you live on into the next game.

Ooc: Darksage did you read the edit? no drowning in darkness characters.

7

Inquisitor- As you come too you are back in a small camp outside of the city, getting patched up by an ill prepared medic.

Jason 1-10

Establishing a comm link with the field officers, the Inquisitor orders: "Establish Teachers along the border, the truth of the Voice will be heard by the end of the day."

While the teachers are being set up small groups of rebels take out a majority of them, and stop a major spread of propaganda.

7: I grit my teeth as the bullet leaves the rifles barrel. I need to modify it more

Your shot rings loud as the bullet flies through the air it pierces through the skull of one of the on coming soliders.

"Reestablish the Teachers, each is to be guarded by a squad of Enforcers, do not allow any nonstandards to interfere with the Reeducation process."

Although all your precautions were taken for whatever reason you lost contact with all the teacher in the areas that the originals had been destroyed the same thing happened again.

Name: Darrin Hemming
Personality: Fearful, kind, lives a life of worry.
Faction: Rebels
Class: Medic
Personal History: He grew up in a world were people died constantly around him. Whether it be from infection, war, or his mothers cooking, he was determined to do something about it.
Family: Has a son hauled up in their home with the door locked.
Worst Fear: Losing his son or being captured.
Hopes For The Future: To drive the Conclave out and to still have his neighbors alive at the end of it.
Motivation: Preservation of life.
Strength:3
Agility:5
Toughness:2
Will Power:4
Intelligence:6
Charisma: 5

OOC: yay a medic!

"Damn! This militia is going to be trampled by these Conclave troops. Do you see how many there are!? I feel like it's a sea of black out there, tides coming in soon." Darrin finally gets one of the Rebel foot soldiers stable. He has blood all over his arms and gloves. None of it his own. he stands for a moment to take a breath, half expecting a bullet to fly straight through his head and end it all. Maybe there's peace in death he thinks to himself. After all, each patient he has seen die from some way or another always has the most peaceful look on their face right before the end.

Peeking from cover and seeing the UN troops inside the building, Sam sights down his grubby pistol and starts firing off rounds.

Darrin also fires his pistol at the UN troops shooting more for their legs so a capture can be made rather then a killing shot.

"Peace keepers my ass!" I yell as i fire two more rounds at the pinned troops.

All three of you 1-10

3

Jason - As you fire your weapon it clogs, and the rounds keep backing up causing horrible problems in your weapon. 1-10

6

Your gun stops firing, and are fired upon 1-10

5

You take 2 shots in the chest, blood pumps from the wounds profusely 1-10

(God, wtf Im gonna have to make another char just like Drowing......)
8

Unfortunately one of the bullets pierced our lung and the other went through your heart. You slowly fade to black and die.

[Mod Edit - That's really not appropriate, and it violated Rule #1 as well.]

Sorry for being a little late...!

Name: Korie (♀)
Personality: Quiet. Often off in her own little world. Mutters to herself a bit.
Faction: rebel
Class: medic
Personal History: Growing up, everyone just assumed she was mute. Then they heard occasional mutterings and changed their minds. Because she talks so little, her family doesn’t talk to her much, either. She’s just kind of “there”.
Family: She lived with her mother and two younger brothers. Her father left when she was very young. Her mother is now remarried. (Her younger brothers are her half-brothers.)
Worst Fear: Birds and other flying things. She doesn’t understand how they can fly, even after learning it. It just seems illogical to her and it frightens her.
Hopes For The Future: To gain more confidence and to be surrounded by friends. A difficult task for such a quiet person.
Motivation: Her love for her town.
Strength: 3
Agility: 4
Toughness: 3
Will Power: 4
Intelligence: 5
Charisma: 1

6

Wild no its not you just have badluck

Sam - You fire several shots off all missing, giving away your postion and you are fired at 1-10

6

You dodge a majority of the bullets but one grazes your left arm, you can continue to fight but you are in slight pain.

BIC:
Standing atop the turret of the Tarantula Walker, the Inquisitor oversaw the attack on Culpepr, directing squads and kill teams to systematically dismantle the enemy. Directing the slave-brain of the walker over the crude fortifications, the Inquisitor lay down a withering barrage of fire upon several buildings, either ruining them or forcing their occupants to take cover. Stepping atop a great platform that resembled a speaker's podium, the Inquisitor stepped up to the overcomm and began to speak even as the platform elevated slightly from the walker. His flat and emotionless voice boomed from great speakers built into the Tarantula, carrying across the entire settlement. "Enemies of the Voice hear the Truth. The Voice has tasked us with bringing your settlement into compliance, a task we will not fail to achieve. Two options are available to you: compliance or termination, both are acceptable to the Conclave. You have five standard minutes to come to an agreement. If you wisely choose compliance, present us with your leaders for their immediate termination. We await your decision." With terrible silence more deafening than the speech itself, the speakers switched off as Culpepr burned.

You hear a loud muzzle bang 1-10

7

The bullet pierces deep into your right thigh, it drill in and lodges itself into your bone. 1-10

3

You collapse to the ground and start seizing, dust and dirt fill into your open wound, you pass out 13 hours later you wake up on a cot missing your right leg. 1-10

6

Whilst you hold a light grip on to your sanity a doctor walks in and tells you what happened, and how it is unlikely you will walk again... 1-10

5

You slowly loss grip on your sanity, but remain partial control, you will now hallucinate randomly.

TheWildHost wrote:Is this because of the comment calling you a douchbag in drowning in darknes?
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Suck it up you pussy

That seems rather unfair, I know Mink not be that petty.

this is to fast pace. 7 for shooting and can I at least try to save Jason? If I can't my character is useless if people die this fast.

Calling for a surgeon, the Inquisitor orders that his ruined limb be replaced by a mechanical prosthesis, and that his mind be selectively purged, as to remove his affliction.

Darrin- your shots hit... the healing part he isn't dead yet just unconscious and losing allot of blood so 1-10

Inquisitor 1-10 2x

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Inquisitor 1-10 2x again

Filler: Your body does not react well with the false limb and intrusive brain surgery and starts to attack the areas that it occurred in.

7
5

After several short minutes that things seam normal your body starts to tighten and you curl up into a ball, in your lap you see a face with silver hair and blood red eyes it opens its mouth and tries to eat you, you think this is real and after it happens your mind shuts off as thought it was removed from your body.

Name: 230591U5 "Confessor"
Faction: Conclave
Class: Thought Police Officer
Personal History: Since the death of the Inquisitor, the Confessor has taken command of the Culpepr strike force, determined to finish what his predecessor started. Unlike the Inquisitor, the Confessor has no intentions of Reeducating the nonstandards of Culpepr, instead intending to expunge the settlement from the map. His wrath unending and terrible, the Confessor will not stop until every nonstandard is terminated.
Family: None, vat-grown gene-hybrid
Worst Fear: The Confessor only fears that he will somehow fail the Conclave in his mission.
Hopes For the Future: To smash the settlement of Culpepr utterly
Motivation: The destruction of Culpepr.
Strength: 2
Agility: 3
Toughness: 3
Will Power: 6
Intelligence: 5
Charisma: 1

"Hang on!" Darrin rushes over him and starts to operate. "I got the bastards." 5 to save him.

Reload, and continue firing at the building.

Sam, shaken at the bullet that had just grazed his arm, spat out a curse, slapped a fresh clip into his pistol, and continued firing at the troops inside the building.

Sam 1-10

Darrin - You get to him just in time, quickly patching up the wound, and saving his life, it will take awhile form him to fully recover.

Yo, Mink, be sure to write out the turns for Kory and myself.

7

Sam - Your bullets all miss, you are fired at again.

Korie- You look out across the area of the town, you can see several small skirmishes, you can see people collapsing, not all of them the rebels, and the majority being that of conclave and U.N.

Confessor- From your perch atop a walker you can see the whole of the town, you can see your units fall and you can tell this battle is not going as planed.

4 for getting shot at.

ya sorry i forgot to put that part on there.
You are hit in the left knee cap, crippling you slightly, and causing you to cringe a little. 1-10

No problem. 7

The shot hurts you more than you thought, and as you sit there you realize you can no longer fight in this skirmish. 1-10

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Mordoskul wrote:

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Suck it up you pussy

I know, im sorry I over reacted I will rejoin later

That seems rather unfair, I know Mink not be that petty.

Sweeping his eyes across the holosmap displayed on a great table within the metallic shell of the Tarantula, the Confessor sent out various orders to squads throughout the city. "Groups Ten and Fifty-Six will engage nonstandards on Tarantula 89's flank. Equip Groups with Enforcer attachments tif possible."

Sam was able to escape the fight with his life and made it to the medic Korie. Korie 1-10

Confessor 1-10

I smile on the inside at our surprising success. I scan the crowd for fellow Rebels who HAVE fallen and quickly go to tend to their wounds.

5

Thread is dead.

.......?

THREAD LIVE! *Swats Mink with flipper*

What kind of flipper? A penguin's? Is this a zombie thread?

Confessor - You lead several units of your small army to little victories, but sadly some of your units became casualties of war.

Korie 1-10

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Korie - You find several people and are able to save them.

The Confessor moves a spearhead of Murder Squads and Ghosts to secure a beach head, allowing the Conclave to create a temporay HQ.

I look around at my surroundings to see where else I can help.

Korie - 1-10
Confessor- 1-10

7

Confessor - As your units approach the majority of them get shot and horribly wounded, or killed.

4

Korie - Unfortunately as you look around you find no one.

During the skirmishes back at the apartments something weird had happened Several odd beasts got into the compartments that allot of the non-militia civilians stay in, these beasts ate, and changed allot of the civilians, into beasts like them, and they continued on to other parts of the city, causing allot of distress among the civilians, and more skirmishes. These beast had no affiliation and attacked everyone.

ATTENTION CITIZENS: THIS IS A COUP

Until Mink can post regularly, I will be taking over this thread for the time being. I will remain in contact with Mink to ensure that I remain faithful to his story. Any questions? And yes, Mink knows what I'm doing, and ordains it.

OOC hooray!