Heart of Pure [M] [OOC]

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Spoiler: Short Version 

~: So here's the short version. Heart of Pure is a sci-fi/fantasy that mixes technology against magic and pits the little man against the big man. Twists and turns within the story will seek to unravel the world's mysteries, illuminate the darkened corridors of this world and unveil the spectacular forces of magical nature being infused with man created machines. The world draws from inspiration to Final Fantasy, Dues Ex, and Mass Effect. I'd really like to see you there! :~

"Sure everything is ending, but not yet."-Unknown

Do you I have your attention? Well then, let me feed your thoughts.

What if all you could see, the things you could touch, the odors that you’d smell, all the emotions you felt, and the melodies that you could hear, were all misdirection? That destiny, is no mere thought or concept, but is in all actuality, more real than anything you know. And, what if you could change that reality? Would you walk a pre-determined destiny? Or carve out your own?

In all of this, there is but one truth, so masked with misdirection that it takes, something special to find. You’re alive, you’re human, and you’re not bound by the cuffs of fate. You have a choice; will you take up the responsibilities of that freedom? Or bind your own-self to all consuming fate?

On this ground, we plant our feet, build our homes, and raise families. The Gods long ago offered our ancestors, as the last one fell from on high, that gift. In return they only asked that we live on. They required no praise, and no church, not a single offering in their name. Somewhere, long forgotten, their powers rested and they would only appear to us in dire times of need, when we teetered on the edge of chaos. Crest, our world, would go decades, centuries even without a single word of direction from them, and this meant all was right in our world. They were not puppeteers playing our fates against our own well-being, if we waged war it was our doing, if we fell, we were to stand, but if our knees gave in and our bodies became limp, they appeared and offered only what was needed, even when we begged for more, they would not feed us.

It has been only of recent times that some have noticed the decline in our prosperity, and in our world as a whole, and yet the Gods give no warning, and make no appearance. Some doomsayers, say our time has come, and others pay it no mind as if it were all supposed to just happen this way. Even fewer understand that something is amiss, and that the threshold of our protection is wearing thin. What does it mean? Will we be alone, and are expected to atone for our wrong doings? Or is there something more? Something we can’t see? God’s who seek only the survivals of a race do not just accept that it is a lost cause and move on, or do they?
We look to the sky, and receive no messenger. Today we are alone.

Our year is currently moving into the third millennia, tonight when the hand falls to midnight, humanity will have lived for three-thousand years within Aegis. The following is the most recent five year history.

You're still here, then let me tell you of my world

Spoiler: Summary 

The past five years have been a building process to what we now know as "E3M". This obviously is an acronym, of which stands for "Economic Crisis of the 3rd Millennia." The economic crisis came to fruition when Aegis, the home that guards us from the outside world, began to have fluctuating power surges. Our schools tell us that once all 15 floors of our tower were wealthy without measure. They also go on to explain how, even though they were independent, they were very much interconnected by their resources. Aegis itself is simple, but that will be explained more in detail later. What we're going to focus on is that in this first year when the "Gods" of kingdom were set to make their appearance, none was made. Now understand that the "Gods" were not on a set schedule but they had always appeared and given guidance just as Aegis was having troubles with its resources. In a short version they were managers of a very large business, if that's how you wanted to look at it. When they didn't appear, people assumed thaqt there was nothing to worry about. This was when the first set of problems took place.

Its important to note that this is the "E3M", this does mean that there were two more crashes before this and thus the reason the tower is the way it is today.

The first set of problems was that electrical function in the lower parts of the tower (I.E Floors 1-8) was becoming more and more scarce. The bottom most floors had already been converted into power amplifiers that had allowed whatever the source of their sustainability was to be molded so that it was more efficient. Floors 1 and 2 are near inhospitable with 3-5 being a very close second. 6-8 actually was referred to, by the more middle class as "The Slums", was in control of its electricity but some had to do without and be moved into what could pass for a temporary shelter.

Year One came and went and while she was a harsh mistress, the people persevered and survived. Year Two, would prove no less troublesome and also the rise of a new military police force codename "Sect". The actual name of the organization was wiped out of existence, so any kind of collection of that information, as we know it, is impossible. The reasons for their establishment were because of the massive rise of Gangwars down in sections 3-5, known as the Ganglands. These wars actually spilled over into sections 6-8 and caused multiple casualties amongst innocents, while they also demanded that they pay a protection fee, most of which couldn't afford it. This rise of gangs never came to a lull and proceeded into Years 3 and 4 along with the power crisis. Things didn't get any better even with the announcement of "Sect" recruitment beginning with the selection of its head officer, Seig Virelius. A young, but highly decorated commander of the prior established police force. Year 3 and 4 did the same as 2 and passed by. Year 5 was...interesting. Different is a massive understatement. A man dubbed the "Benefactor" made a public announcement that he had an ulterior power source and could easily bring back Aegis into a Golden Age. The people, hungry in their Greed thought not to question him but abided by almost is every word. Some even worshiped him as a God.

Yes, Year 5 also marked the first mission of "Sect" as an organization. This was prior to where our story will begin, but even so I think I'll let you experience what "Sect" was capable of by the time they were established.

Prepare yourself, I'll now take you into my world.

Spoiler: Details of Summary 

I have given you a summary of events. What will follow is the details that were embedded into those events. Let us start with the most important things.

"Sect"- An organization that was created to deal with the mass uproar of Gang violence and brewing revolution. This Military Police Force was funded by the conglomerate of businesses that contracted all their resources out to the mysterious name known as the "Benefactor". Sect has been prior trained on police forces or show some form of exemplary abilities in tactical, military, mechanical and/or combative situations. They are the best of the best and given access to the high form of technology the tower has acquired. Recently Sect has been given an R&D department than allows weapon design or altering, however the solider may or may not wish to use the facility it is there for them and them alone.

"The Benefactor"- What you've read is all of what you know. He is a publicly known mystery. We know this. He arrived sometimes between the second and third year. In that amount of years he, and he alone found a power source that could run Aegis tower infinitely and cease all future crisis without the need of the gods. Effectively, all we know is he has shown up and replaced our way of life with something much more attainable and simple.

"The ExM Crisis"- The x in ExM stands for an assumed number, in this case 1, 2 or 3.

"The E1M": This was the first and the most decisive crisis. During this time period Aegis was considered young, as it happened within the first 500 years (T-487) of it's existence. The tower government system had a near endless amount of resources, but had no idea how to properly set them up. Aegis tower was already divided into sections, however all of those sections were as rich as the other however, because of the misuse of resources a crisis took place and resulted in the areas of 1 and 2 becoming near or entirely uninhabitable. 3-8 at this point became middle class level areas and 9-14 became rich areas.

"The E2M": Started much like the first (T-2021), resources were misused, however in this crisis the tower was further split financially. 1 became uninhabitable and was developed into a prison named "The Gate". The reason for this is simply because it lead to the outside world, one that had all but been erased from history and hidden from the people. 2 became a production facility that converted and sent resources based on computer generated numbers. Areas 3-5 became poor and wrought with gangs, while 6-8 still held its own by developing small round clock police forces, this was about the time it took on the name "The Slums". 9-14 still held their rich and middle class inhabitants but now it was more mixed.

"The E3M": Current crisis that began in year 2993 but really took full force starting at the end of 2994. This crisis didn't further divide the tower but expressed problems that had been hidden from public eyes. Gang violence, murder, a rise in political revolutionaries, religious doomsayers, etc. All began appearing out of what seemed like nowhere. This crisis also marks the birth of "Sect" and "The Benefactor" along with his new power source.

Spoiler: Vocal Records 

The following is a segment of important vocal recordings that have been rewritten in text for convenience and tracking purposes.

Documentation of Year 2994
Vocal Recording, Text Documentation: Government Assigned Head of Treasury Accountant, James Styles

Another end of the year, another documentation of what we’ll need next year. –muffled tones- As if it’ll matter. Hey Jack, bring me some scotch will ya? As a whole Crest, our perfect little hellhole planet, is doing fine, but Aegis is a whole ‘nother story. Our main problem is our power usage, and lack thereof, but a growing need. Looking at the power usage documentation for this year alone, our usage has increase by six percent. Repeating for the tape, six percent. Comparing that to our budget and the general financial resources that we have in stock, I mean, we were border lining an economical crash be, -muffled tones- thanks Jack, and economical crash before, but now? This is been the first time we’ve come this close, and had no contact from Sentinel, typically, they know well before we do. So, the question stands, why haven’t they said anything? The public once again goes without knowledge of current affairs, but they’ll notice soon.

To summarize: We don’t have the financial backing to keep Aegis from losing all power in the next few years, unless we manage to find an alternate power source, seems unlikely, but hey, who knows…
The best idea to give now is we’re going to have to siphon energy regularly from each zone. I’d say once or so a month. Any who, -muffled tones- Almost finished Jack, let me wrap up and we can have some fun.

Signing off;
Head of Treasury Accountant, James Styles

End Vocal Recording
Addendum, Text Only:
There has been a rise in crime as well, though the police forces are working to quell it, there doesn't seem to be any lack of crime spree in the Slummed regions, no accounts of murder that exceed the norm, just vandalism

Documentation of Year 2995
Vocal Recording, Text Documentation: Government Assigned Head of Treasury Accountant, James Styles

2995, I’m honestly surprised we managed the last year, -muffled tones- Jack, if you’re not well head on home, I’ll lock up…Alright, See you later man. Last year, went as predicted, the moment we started siphoning power we got a lot of letters of complaints from the upper levels, though the Slums was the worst. At first, people didn’t mind much about the siphoning, but as it got to more and more to power the upper levels it became apparent just how much our “powers at be” care for the lower levels. Some people went without power for weeks, one case even a month or two. Ya know, Jack is from the Slums, he gave me a few notes about what was going on to add into here. I’m a little afraid to see what’s going to happen when we enact the Siphon Bill. Jack noted that crime has taken a jump from vandalism to full out volatile protest, though, I forsaw that in some sense. Right now, the electric companies that supple Aegis are really hurting, mainly because they are spending their resources to attempt to monopolize a new resource that hasn’t been proven to even work yet. I’ve heard it’s a kind of vacuum that uses minerals from the planet, renewable of course. Before the government laughed it off, but now? It might be the best answer. Three months, three months and the bill will go into effect; it will effectively cut off seventy-five percent of the power supply to the Slums. I’m worried for Jack, and his family. They are announcing the bill tomorrow.

Signing off;
Head of Treasury Accountant, James Styles

End Vocal Recording


Documentation of Year 2996
Vocal Recording, Text Documentation: Government Assigned Head of Treasury Accountant, James Styles

Well, the new bill passed, and about four months in Jack, my friend of ten or so years, passed away. He apparently had a disease, and the lack of power just made it that much worse, I’m not really even sure that’s true. I’ve recently learned quite a bit about what goes on in the agencies of Aegis. We are so low on resources, and the “powers at be” are so afraid of what may, or may not happen, each of them has their own personal army. I’m not even kidding, It’s supposed to be some kind of secret, but everyone knows it..-large slurping sound-. On the bright side of things Aegis has a new power resource. There is some name floating around nowadays, “The Benefactor” I believe is his title. He apparently donated a mass amount of resources we never had, and I do mean financial resources, aswell as a new take on our power supply problem. Seems kind of like this guy is near a god-like level, he appear out of thin air and solved Aegis’ problems in a single fell swoop. Who has that kind of power? The original Siphon Bill is still in effect, but the Presidents of the surviving five electric companies have been pouring their resources into a new plan set up by, the one and only, “Benefactor”, who’d believe it? That person, not even sure if it’s a man or a woman, stocked our treasuries. Each of us heads, seven in total plus the five electric companies were all given enough cash to support our PAs, personal armies. I also looked into the crime records, noticed a sharp decline, police must be doing their job, its eerie though. Oh well, that’s over my head.

Signing off;
Head of Treasury Accountant, James Styles

End Vocal Recording
Addendum, Text Only:
August 26, 2996- “The Benefactor” has called an audience.


Documentation of Year 2997
Vocal Recording, Text Documentation: Government Assigned Head of Treasury Accountant, Jorden Levits

Signing on; Jorden Levits, new Head of Treasury Accountant, “The Benefactor” assigned this position to me after James Styles had an accident on his way home from work on date eight, twenty-six, two-thousand-ninety-six. To the matters at hand, the following is a notation of documented importance over the past year. First, there has once again been a rise in crime in the slummed areas one through eight. The upper levels nine through fourteen have done just fine, though there have, in a small upset, been protesting in the streets. Whole that problem was swiftly dealt with; it still was cause for notation as it occurred four times over a twelve month period. My second notation is that the top most level of fifteen has been solving the power problem, and as such Aegis should be restored to full capacity in the following years. Seemingly we don’t need the Sentinel at all, “The Benefactor” has provided us much that deal with food, power, and resource problems. That said, it seems nowadays the Slummed areas one through eight are experiencing a higher output of disease. Third point, a new bill is being passed to sever areas one through eight, near completely from the upper level areas of nine through fourteen, and a second bill to sever fourteen from fifteen. Final point, “The Benefactor” has revived the Research and Development facility of the militarized police forces.

Signing off;
Head of Treasury Accountant, Jorden Levits

End Vocal Recording
October 9, 2996- Sect is born, and the commander Seig Virelius is selected


Documentation of Year 2998
Vocal Recording, Text Documentation: Government Assigned Head of Treasury Accountant, Jorden Levits

Signing on; Jorden Levits, The main points of this recording are going to pass over the drastic rise in crime sprees throughout the entirety of Aegis. These crimes include the following
One: Political Assassination
Two: Murder
Three: Arson
Four: Use of Explosive ordinance
Five: Volatile Protesting
Six: Vandalism
Seven: Execution
Eight: Tampering with federal information
Nine: Risk to public safety
Ten: Biohazard use

No one group has claimed to have taken part in these actions, so many of the newly arisen gangs are not of importance to this particular case. I will now note that Slums three, four, and five have all been reclassified as ganglands, and are under permanent patrol of the Militarized Police, Sect, under the leadership of Seig Virelius. Sect was formed because of how many law-abiding citizens still living in the Slums began questioning our ability to handle and carry out justice and judgment. This of course posed threat to “The Benefactor” as newly appointed Head of Aegis. While “The Benefactor” is currently safe in area fifteen, he has recently passed a bill that merges government, electrical, hydro, scientific, financial, educational, sociological and historical branches into one well oiled machine referred to as “The Cabinet.” Sect is the combination of all personal armies gathered from each Department Head. They do act separately from the formal military police. As well “The Benefactor” had the R and D department develop a Personal Anti Gravity Field, more commonly known as PAGF or “Jumper Gear”. Sect has been recently quelling gang violence with near one-hundred percent efficiency.

Signing off;
Head of Treasury Accountant, Jorden Levits

End Vocal Recording

Documentation of Year 2999
Vocal Recording, Text Documentation: Government Assigned Head of Treasury Accountant, Jorden Levits

Signing on; Jorden Levits, The year is finally ending and I will spending tonight here recording when the second hand hits the twelve. I will be recording the final countdown to the year three-thousand. Currently I should say that everything “The Benefactor” and “The Cabinet” have planned has been going perfectly. Sect has been que-
-A loud crash can be heard as the door is slammed open-
James! What’re you?! How’re you?! Why do you have th-

This is James Styles, everything is not as it seems, everything, everything you know is a lie! Somehow I will get this to you, somehow, but first, her body…

End of Vocal Recording
Addendum, Text Only:
This document has been text documented for trial purposes against James Styles
Addendum, July 18, "The Benefactor" makes his very first public announcement.

Let me show you my power.

Welcome to the world of Crest, and the home of humanity and the tower known as Aegis. In our world there are a slew of things, we as inhabitants can do or have the choice of obtaining. For instance, biological implants that makes us physically strong and part robot? It exists! So, wanna be a cyborg? Or would you rather keep your mana conducting flesh and use our current technology to fire bolts of electricity? It can happen! And all for the inexpensive cost of, absolutely nothing! Seeing as you’re designing your own character you have full creative control over what goes into and comes out of your body. Without further stalling I’ll hop right on to explaining a few things Starting with Magic/Mana

The Skills and Technology that focus Mana into Magic.
People are a fountain of what we call “Mana”, an energy source that while limited in production is renewable with the proper amount of rest. “Mana” is what humans use in day to day activities it is effectively our energy that allows us to eat, work, play, think, and live. Depending on how much of it you use in a day to day, you may require more rest than others, as the over production of Mana will cause fatigue and even exhaustion. “Magic” is the result of that overproduction. As citizens of Aegis we all have been blessed with the genetic technology that course through our DNA. This technology is called Nano-Hypes and has been genetically imbedded into us for several decades now, this is what allows us to produce a physical form of “Mana” or “Magic”.

“Magic” can be manifested in several different kinds of forms.

Spoiler: Magical Forms 

Ice
A magical manifestation that has its civil uses as well as its combat uses. Both a defensive and offensive manifestation Ice magic has a near unlimited amount of solid forms it can take, such as swords, shields, walls, armor, even bullets can be imbued with power of ice giving them an after effect of freezing the portion of a target they hit. So what do you prefer? Bashing you enemy in the face with fragile, but sharp icicles? Or raising a near impenetrable wall from the ground?

Lightning
Ever felt the need to strike down someone where they stand? Well, now you have that power! Lightning magic is rarely used outside of combat, and really is one of the most difficult magics to master. It mainly has the user go on the offensive, whether it be through setting traps or tossing bolts at enemies from a distance. The most well known uses for it are using metal or some kind of conductor to direct the strikes, seeing as using them with any hope of being accurate is near the most useless idea in the world. So, what to lay lightning traps in wires running through the ground to EMP mechs without danger of being fired on? Or would you rather use fallen metal pieces to direct overcharged lightning strikes at enemies from behind cover? Did I mention you can overcharge yourself by conducting foreign electricity? Granted it does have to be 10,000 volts or more. But who doesn’t love some risk?

Fire
Pyro much? When you were a kid did you love the chaos of watching things burn with an unnatural beauty? Well, that’s all you do! Walls of fire, fire balls, torching the ground in front of you! Burn, burn, burn! Need to deal with some bandits barricaded in a building? Burn it down! Pesky ice walls? No, no burn it down. That annoying mech shooting at you? Melt his arms, then his legs, then burn the pilot!
Oh, it also has civil uses of ya know, cooking.

Heal
Rare to see someone who forgoes combat magic to help others, I mean destruction is so much fun, but, those who do damage, do need someone to restore the damage they take themselves. Healers are truly a rarity. While they cannot bring you back from the grave, they can most certainly save you from certain death by transference of their own energies into you. This overcharge state, while extremely draining on the healer, can heal wounds that would be lethal to nothing more than a teensy weensy scratch. Though they do have to be careful, too much of an overcharge can result in what science refers to as a “Mana Explosion”. Oh did I not mention? A person within a healers aura, healthy or non is entrapped and cannot move until the healer says otherwise? Its fun little side effect that can save a healer’s life, especially since they can force some of their own energies onto other and make their internal organs explode from “Mana” pressure. Mind you the healer does have to be touching you with the palms of their hands, but hey, a stealthy healer is a good healer!

Void
Its a surprise of the ages.(Used only by a selected chosen)

Technologies: Biological or Otherwise

Year 2999 has a lot of shiny toys, and I mean…A LOT of shiny toys. Our technologies far surpass most of the technology you know and worship as idolistic items you cannot do without. Most of what will be listed have their civil uses but are given to combat operatives only. Seriously though, if you can’t find a civil use for a system that allows you to jump thirty feet in the air, and bounce around like a marble in a pinball machine, then you, as a person, should go die in a hole.

Spoiler: Technologies 

GUT
This has a civil version, but this version is combat oriented and while it can be used outside of combat, it probably shouldn’t be. GUT or the Gods Use This system allows the user who has trouble or the need for more powerful uses with “Magic” manifestation, to focus “Mana” without extra spending. I mean obviously the bigger the fireball, the more energy cost right? This gauntlet (combat version) or glove (civil version) allows you to achieve your need for the use of “Magic” without using an excess amount of “Mana” to produce it. Effectively the combat version reduces how much “Mana” you use by 25% and the civil version reduces your usage by 10%. This is done by creating a focal point in the palm of the gauntlet or glove that builds power and then unleashes. A user who is skilled in “Magic” use without the glove may use it to a higher advantage than others who are average or less skilled

PAGF: Personal Anti Gravity Field
Remember when I said you could jump thirty feet in the air? Well it’s all thanks to this little guy! This is a pocket sized computer that can be fastened on any belt or to any pair of pants, frankly it can be put anywhere! The people have even given it a slang name! Talk about popularity! They call it JumpGear! So, JumpGear effectively registers to only one user, so as long as that user is the one activating it the JumpGear can be used for multiple people! What it does is simple, it registers to the user's personal gravity field, that is generated by the bleed of “Mana” and then creates an opposing force or Anti-Gravity field and use that force to cancel out ones natural field giving the user a brief moment of lack of gravity, which allows the user to jump, move, even hit harder and faster. Handy right? Welcome to scaling five story buildings in a hop or two.

RAGF: Repurposed Anti Gravity Field
This effectively follows the same principle as the PAGF (JumpGear) but has been repurposed for offensive and defensive uses. Particularly for one soldier, Seig Virelius. This custom made unit is a system combined with the GUT gauntlet to allow displacement of gravity fields rather than cancelation. What this means is, when the Gravity field from the RAGF pulses and is used properly, it takes the personal gravity field of whatever the target is and uses it against them. Whether it’s used offensively or defensively is completely up to the user. This system is extremely high maintenance and has required its user to get several mechanical implants just to be able to use it without sustaining to much back draft damage. When displacing one’s gravity field it means it can be warped or manipulated into a shape that is completely unnatural. This can cause immense damage to the target and can kill them in extremely volatile ways if used properly or improperly, depending on your outlook.

Gunblade
The GUNblade is just what it sounds like. It is both a melee and ranged weapon combined into one versatile and compact item! This is Sect issue only. By the press of a button that is on the hilt of the weapon can be transformed into a sword or assault rifle, sub-machinegun or short blade, and pistol or combat knife. Of course one weapon does not contain all six forms, atleast not yet. Each weapon has two forms so your pairings are

-Heavy
Assault Rifle or Sword

-Light
Sub-machinegun and Short Blade

-Compact
Pistol and Combat Knife

Of course, there are specialized weapons, such as rockets or sniper rifles, even armor shredding machine guns, these however do not have secondary forms.

The world of my creation.

Crest

A planet of unfortold infinince, beauty, and monstrosity. Since time began, people had stone-walled themselves against the forces of nature, the maniacal beasts that could not have their bloodlust sated, and the wars that man could not do without as they hungered for more power, and more money. For decades, centuries, and millennia, crystals clear waters ran red with blood, and black with disease, and then once the days ended, clear again. For decades, centuries, and millennia, the creatures fought for their homes just as man fought to expand his, in the end, nature won a war that looked as if to never cease and the tower called Excel was built to keep the two, human and nature, from ever again intertwining. Crest fell back to its old ways, and more so, nature took advantage of old ruins, and used them to grow itself more than it ever could before. Trees rivaled skyscrapers and forests now stretched as far as oceans that ran of crystal waters. But the most important, Excel was so large, that its run off was actually ejected into the space outside of Crest’s orbit.

The Excel Tower (Aegis)
The Excel Tower was system of floors and gates that expanded up, rather than out. The tower was designed around a system that inevitably was failing, but was still useful enough to the people. That system was one that could at the expense of energy, could recycle resources. In the long run, water, air, and power could be recycled, but power would eventually fade out, unless an alternative was found. Humanity lived in the tower in the city built within known by its name Aegis, which meant shield. It was a mention to the fact that it played its role as a shield to human and nature, protecting them from each other. The tower is both a system and it is divided to make the system run efficiently.

Spoiler: The Architecture of Aegis 

The following will describe The Excel Tower as a whole starting from areas one and increasing.

Area 1
The area commonly referred to as “Gate” is considered an inhospitable wasteland. The reason being is because of what this area is used for as well as what it contains in its dark, clammy depths. The “Gate” gets its name for several reasons, but the first and foremost being that it contains the four exits out of the Excel tower, each given the name: Gate 1- North Gate, Gate 2- East Gate, Gate 3- South Gate, and Gate 4- West Gate. The second reason is rather metaphorical, but serves its purpose no less, it is where the bodies of the dead go to rot. Aegis has no formal burial service, simply a wall commemorating all the dead, and a chute to the very bottom that directs somewhat mummified bodies to muddy depths. The only source of heat is the furnace, in which bodies and trash from Aegis are burned, while it is efficient there have been times the burner has gone offline and as such the dead and trash would gather at the base of Area 1. The reasons for inhospitality are simply that the only source of power is the furnace, once in Area 1, there is no exit without help of the maintenance workers, provided you can be found, there is no light, and disease is carried by rats, and insects that have found small ways into Aegis.

Area 2: Another mildly inhospitable area mainly due to the housing of all of Aegis’s electrical power. While this area is mainly used for work and maintenance it isn’t uncommon to find the lowest of the low sleeping here, this place is completely free of any common pest, and does supply water and food, though because it is primarily used for work, it roughly one hundred and thirty degrees on the outside of any facilities, round the clock. This area is the electrical supply area, maintenance, and a place that separates the rest of the Slums from Area 1.

Area 3-5: Ganglands, as they’ve come to be titled. These areas of the Slums are effectively free of law, the Militarized Police do not even attempt to breach its doors, as it is run by so many gangs that it effectively is considered a suicide run for cops, no matter their armament. The gangs that inhabit it are numerous and without a definitive number of gangs, or members, there is speculation they rival the might of the Militarized Police, but none can be sure. While it is an anarchistic warzone effectively, there is some law, and it is known as the Armitage Law. It means only one thing, all who live in the Ganglands must fight against the organization of Aegis, and those who defend it. It effectively ends the violence of the gangs when Militarized Police try to stomp them out. The Ganglands, while warring do also take care of those who cannot care for themselves by feeding, clothing, and finding a use for the lame, blind, and sick. It is harsh, but it withstands.

Area 6-8: The lower-middle class areas, with a declared population of roughly seventy-three million. These areas are the truly first livable areas, they follow the designated rules for society, as well as work and attend school, seeking a better life in the future. This area is middle class, and is under the protection of the Militarized Police. A massive garrison was set up during the past five years in Area 6 that allows Militarized Police to rapid deploy if absolutely necessary, and while it does happen regularly, it has helped stabilize the area, though speculation says a full assault could possibly topple the garrison. These areas have their own common low-cost features of entertainment, and the like. Several programs have been initiated to help the people strive to become better. Schooling and medical is free, and taxes in the area are non-existent, work wages are minimal, but full time, these people may not have the best, but they have what they need to become better, and Aegis government does push to have its people grow, so one day the slums won’t exist. While free in many ways, the Slums are more susceptible to danger, and disease.

Area 9-14: The middle-upper class areas. This is what Aegis truly offers, expansive cities, filled to the brim with both day and night life, a fake sky to envelop one in a sense of time passage and change of seasons, and pure comfort. The numerical count of people living here is roughly twenty-two million, and many of them have had ancestors living here before, due to business expansion, or patent of a widely used item. Areas 9-14 are the best protected, as Sect is at its beck and call as well as the majority of the Militarized Police force. While the Slums have their own forms of quick transportation, the main portion of Aegis has bullet trains that can move around the city at lightning speed. These vehicles actually aren’t the bullet trains of the past, but ones that propel themselves free of the shackles of an actual track. There are no vehicles however short of these trains, though as they are so quick it doesn’t matter much, they don’t get stuck in massive traffic, and one can be across the tower in roughly an hour or so. These upper floors are divided based on the income. Each floor is made up of its own amenities based on the income rate of that Area. Area 9 is made up of low-cost residential, entertainment and the industrial areas. This is the first floor to come into a low tax rate, and has minimal funding for government assistance. Area 10 is very much the same, with more entertainment and a business section. Areas 11-14 are all very similar as they house CEO’s and many business owners that have come into their own and been able to afford houses with yards that are prebuilt. These floors actually start to make an attempt at having certain natural amenities such as parks and lakes. These Areas also have the highest tax rates to support the lower Areas. The max commute in the main floors of Aegis is three hours, from 9 to 14, with of course a stop for breakfast somewhere in and amongst that.

Area 15: Inhabited by “The Benefactor” and accessible by “The Cabinet” Much about the floor is unknown but rumor is it is a recreation of nature itself, for only a special few to enjoy. Area 15 is commonly entitled The Crown.

Sentinel: Completely inaccessible by all, and completely unknown. (Not mentioned in opening post.)

Notable Locations:
Crest- The planet on which everything actually takes places.
The Excel Tower- The Tower the separates Humanity from Nature.
The Gate- Area 1
Power Supply- Area 2
Ganglands- Area 3-5
Aegis Slums- Area 6-8
City of Aegis- Area 9-14
The Crown- Area 15
Sentinel- Everything above 15, size unknown

Outside: ?

Tower Setting
Tri-Plate
Excel Tower is divided by “Plates”.

Third Plate
The top most plate is constructed to keep the inhabitants of Aegis out, but let those from Sentinel travel to and from freely, it takes a Sentient to get to Sentinel. This plate is has a moment in which there is a small opening from Aegis to Sentinel but it can only be seen from Area 15 and stands completely guarded by beings that can’t be explained.

Second Plate
This plate is where the main city of Aegis sits. The second plate is much like the first as it serves as a section barricade from Aegis, to the Slums beneath, however this plate is crossable with ease through a checkpoint one Area 9 that is guarded by the Militarized Police and several other security measures, while it is selective on who enters, people from the Slums do go to and from daily.

First Plate
Built beneath Area 1, this plate is used as a base for the tower as well as an exit, this plate is meant to keep people in, but once they leave, they cannot ever return. This plate’s exits have to be manually opened, and upon opening there is three minute window, after that the entire Area 1 is encased in a security measure known as “Firestorm” that burns all living things to nothing to ensure the safety of its people.

The information you need to know.

Information that has place in the story but had no place being entered into the opening post. This will contain several strings of information in which you will need.

Spoiler: Misc. Information 

Mana Priority
As you may have noticed I mentioned earlier on that there are different levels of skill where as “Magic” and “Mana” are concerned. Much like anything in our world if you want to be good at something, you have to prioritize it. This teaching is referred to as “Prioritization” really creative eh?

What this means is that a user who prioritizes a certain form of “Magic” will be exponentially better at it and have a much wider range of uses, while using less “Mana” output. So, in short using only one type of “Magic” makes you more skilled, the more you use, the less skilled you are, how often you use “Magic” also plays into this role. In truth though, there has never been a person to master multiple kind of “Magic” use, it’s too much strain on the body. So you may only have one priority.

Cyborgia
You saw where I mentioned Cyborgs? I knew that caught your eye. Let me elaborate. The more mecha you become, the less “Mana” you have, to the extent you could have literally none at all. This means that, while you are physically stronger, you have no natural defensive to “Mana” only mechanize ones, which aren’t all too great. You will not be allowed to use a PAGF once you reach 30% or more Mecha, as your natural “Mana” bleed off ceases to exist, therefore you have no field in which the PAGF can manipulate you do however have to obey the laws of physics regardless.

Where you considering becoming 50% or more mecha? Well let me go ahead and stop that train of thinking, because once you reach 45% you are finished as put forth by law. We cannot and will not take away your humanity.

Mechs and other vehicles
Vehicles these days, civilian wise, are all hover cars and buses that do not use fuel but rather electrical power that Aegis gives to its citizens, so you never have to refuel your car!! Work vehicles, buses all fall under this rule as well as combat vehicles and Mechs.

Mechs are different from Cyborgs in the sense that, they were never human at all and require some kind of human interaction or remote interfacing. Anytime you see a twenty foot or thirty foot tall mech, you can bet it has a physical pilot in its cockpit, but the little robots you see walking around acting like security guards? They have a remote user somewhere within a mile diameter that can control all of them at once, giving them all different and complicated instructions within seconds.

Images of my world

Spoiler: What you may or may not see 

Example of weaponry and GUT unit:



Example of Mecha:




Model J69: Codename: Jim Bob Jenkins

Who are you? Why do you belong in my world?

Spoiler: Your Character 

Your character will be playing as part of rebellious faction in Aegis, however you will not start this way. As per the story, all characters should be part of the "Sect" organization. For refreshing at this point: Sect is an organization built by the Cabinet.

You will be playing as any form of combat operative, regardless of how you choose to play. This will allow you later to be able to contribute to the story. Your moral obligations, or goals may be your own completely however you at a point, will join the rebel group. As I said other than being a part of the "Sect" and joining the "Rebel Group" you have complete control over your character.

Organizations
At this point it is important to note organizations.

"Cabinet"
This group are the controllers of all laws, water usage, electricity. They also control all police organizations and the "Sect". Their identities are fairly secret and only known but certain more upper ranking officers ect. This is to avoid assassination attempts and black mail.

"Police Organizations"
The organizations called "Police" are a massive group that completely intersect over all of the Excel tower. Other than providing protection they don't do much, but Sect will interact with them quite often.

"Sect"
This group is highly important and used as a military force against "gang areas." While these areas are forever changing, the Sect are built to put down massive resistance to the Cabinet and their laws. They are considered judge, jury, executioner, and on many occasions assassins. They are gifted and well trained in diverse forms of combat, as well many of them are gifted with magical abilities.

Sect was originally a secret organization that was developed to protect the Cabinet. Initially the group was designed in small numbers to do the biddings of the Cabinet or help them to establish control, however most of its activities were criminal. After the Cabinet established power, Sect became a legal group working as an active military force. They've been around secretly for nearly a decade, however only publicly since the start of 2994

They are users of the PAGF (Personal Anti-Gravity Field)- commonly designated "The Jumper Gear"

Note Worthy Characters
The "Benefactor"- ????????

Your Character: Basic Information
Your character will be playing as part of rebellious faction in Aegis, however you will not start this way. As per the story, all characters should be part of the "Sect" organization. For refreshing at this point: Sect is an organization built by the Cabinet.

You will be playing as any form of combat operative, regardless of how you choose to play. This will allow you later to be able to contribute to the story. Your moral obligations, or goals may be your own completely however you at a point, will join the rebel group. As I said other than being a part of the "Sect" and joining the "Rebel Group" you have complete control over your character.

Organizations
At this point it is important to note organizations.

"Cabinet"
This group are the controllers of all laws, water usage, electricity. They also control all police organizations and the "Sect". Their identities are fairly secret and only known but certain more upper ranking officers ect. This is to avoid assassination attempts and black mail.

"Police Organizations"
The organizations called "Police" are a massive group that completely intersect over all of the Excel tower. Other than providing protection they don't do much, but Sect will interact with them quite often.

"Sect"
This group is highly important and used as a military force against "gang areas." While these areas are forever changing, the Sect are built to put down massive resistance to the Cabinet and their laws. They are considered judge, jury, executioner, and on many occasions assassins. They are gifted and well trained in diverse forms of combat, as well many of them are gifted with magical abilities.

Sect was originally a secret organization that was developed to protect the Cabinet. Initially the group was designed in small numbers to do the biddings of the Cabinet or help them to establish control, however most of its activities were criminal. After the Cabinet established power, Sect became a legal group working as an active military force. They've been around secretly for nearly a decade, however only publicly since the start of 2994

They are users of the PAGF (Personal Anti-Gravity Field)- commonly designated "The Jumper Gear"

Note Worthy Characters
The "Benefactor"- ????????


Character Sheet

Name:
Age: (Eighteen or Above)
Organization: Sect
Title: A title is something ranking officers in Sect have and is generally attributed to their deeds or highlights in career. This is optional

Appearance: Description and pictures can be used, I prefer to avoid anime. However I am not picky.

Personality: A brief description of the character's goals and moral stance.

Background: All characters should have a fairly detailed background explaining why they are the way they are, where they are from. Character's may choose anywhere on Aegis or Gate to come from, and any kind of troubles or anything that brought them to now, this should also show some kind of slight dislike for Sect that has risen recently.

Title Description: Reasons why you have obtained your title

Weapons: A will allow all weapons, guns, swords, magic users. This is a future rp please remember that. If you wish to post pictures or descriptions of weaponry then I expect detail to fall within the timeline.

Armor: This can be description or photo whichever you choose is entirely optional. In both my CS and the gallery show an armor you can base your design off of.

Profession- This is for those who wish to prioritize. You may choose to prioritize one of the four magics; if you do please specify the magical attribute and a brief description of how you intend to use it. Those who wish to not prioritize magic just place the word "Non-prioritized"

Operation types:
Guardian Force- The standard force that walks into battle in groups of four or five and wipes out entire gangs.
Alpha Black- The standard assassination force, taking on jobs that require general stealth and leaving no trace.
Assault Force- This is a force that assist police organizations in raids and similar missions in Aegis and Gate. The assault force is special in that they have a fourth squadron dedicated to assisting police forces. They are given the name "Charlie Squad." This is however the only squad of its kind.


Outsider Character Sheet:

Name:
Age: (Eighteen or Above)
Title: A title is something ranking officers in Sect have and is generally attributed to their deeds or highlights in career. This is optional

Appearance: Description and pictures can be used, I prefer to avoid anime. However I am not picky.

Personality: A brief description of the character's goals and moral stance.

Background: All characters should have a fairly detailed background explaining why they are the way they are, where they are from. Character's may choose anywhere on Aegis or Gate to come from, and any kind of troubles or anything that brought them to now, this should also show some kind of slight dislike for Sect that has risen recently.

Title Description: Reasons why you have obtained your title

Note: Both Armor and Weapons are not quite as futuristic as what’s in the gallery below. You are allowed somewhat more customizations with armor, weapons and appearance.
Weapons: A will allow all weapons, guns, swords, magic users. This is a future rp please remember that. If you wish to post pictures or descriptions of weaponry then I expect detail to fall within the timeline. You don’t have to have them

Armor: This can be description or photo whichever you choose is entirely optional. In both my CS and the gallery show an armor you can base your design off of. You don’t have to have it.

Profession- This is for those who wish to prioritize. You may choose to prioritize one of the four magics; if you do please specify the magical attribute and a brief description of how you intend to use it. Those who wish to not prioritize magic just place the word "Non-prioritized"

Stuff You Do:
What do you do outside? Who are you? Why are you a prominent person? Do you fight? Heal? Fly? Fix things?


Sidenote:
For any and all who apply I expect a 3-5 paragraph post that details an outlines your skills as an rper
This RP is my baby/pride and joy. I reserve rights to kill off useless/over-powered/dead weight characters for purposes of:
Not posting
Story progression
Poor writing styles
I also reserve the right to deny applicants.

Notes on everything.

Consistent updates will be made here, including synopsis of how far we've come and character relationships prior to the beginning of the RP, as well as developing relationships. There will also be a wall of characters who did not make it to the end with the rest of us, a final respect in lieu of their death. This area will not be spoilered and updates will be dated.

Please keep in mind this is the first but main draft, small additions will take place until the official launch of the rp

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Welcome, new and old. To the world of Heart of Pure

ACCEPTED CHARACTERS
The Internet
Seig Virelius & Atris Strain

Pheasant
Seven
Samuel Blithe

Maya
Corbin Devry

Heson Shadowbane
Rebecca "Becks" Nashor

Axton
Cole Williams

AliceMalice
Nyxeris Coriolis

Megilwen
Nasrin Kartal

SanAndreas
Cheiko "Coco" Arnett

Soulreaper
Peter Yaties

IC
Heart of Pure

[Megilwen]

Reserving a spot - Healer or Magical. I'll get something together as soon as I can

[Anti-Hero]

Name: Seig Virelius
Age: 28
Organization: Sect
Title: Guardian

Appearance:

Spoiler: Appearance Photo 

Written Appearance

Seig stands stout at 6’1 and is built as strong as any athlete. He is overall a broad built person making him a little intimidating to look at and while he has a “clean” look about him, it’s very obvious he’s more concerned with things other than combed hair and a trimmed bear. How many times has he tried to grow his hair out now? He’s lost count so it sits between short and medium more consistently than anything else, though when left to his own devices, he’ll quickly let it get unruly and messy. His notable qualities, are a pristine collar bone and well-shaped jawline. He does have a few blemishes, mostly consisting of small surgical scars around his neck, forehead, and right eye.

His skin is a medium tone though noticeably he was at one point extremely pale, almost sickly looking. His hair has a bit of a curl to it and falls into the color range of brown and dark brown, though origins of a blonde leave their foot prints in highlights strewn throughout his hair. Seig’s facial hair comes in extremely full and grows fairly quickly for no real reason.

Personality

How would one describe Seig upon first meeting him? Calculating, cold, angry, distant? Maybe you could find the right words for yourself. Seig was raised to be a soldier, to fight for the good of mankind and his heart, mind, body, soul, and mana are dedicated to what he believe to be the right path. So many words have come up and been tossed in his direction. Its often Seig is called narrow minded, prejudice, and pessimistic. What he considers, how he thinks, is not approached the same way that other approach thought. His words are usually what people need to hear, rather than what they want to hear. His every move is leading him to a greater purpose, whether its something as simple as saying “hello” or something as complicated as leaving a dying man to his fate or assisting him.

Seig’s personal goals are tied up in his want to save the world from its more magnificent problems. The resource crisis, the subjugation and separation of this worlds people. Seig finds importance in life though form hearing him talk and watching him act you wouldn’t be so sure. You’d question him, his motives, his actions, and until the day he sat down and told you what he was working for you’d never entirely understand…who’s to say you would even then?

Background

The Early Years
Seig’s childhood was an upheaval of worlds and constant alterations to find the most fitting regiment to what could be called “perfect life”. In his earliest year Seig remember a woman in rags who took care of him and taught him the basics. He remembered running around in a shirt that was too big for him, but never had any pants to wear. The insects and dust kicking up against his legs made them rough, calloused. His feet were inches thick with dead skin that had grown from nothing whilst he had climbed through burned out buildings and up into the rafters of the walls. He, like many other street rats, was just an orphaned child with no place to call home…or, was everywhere his home? He had no roof sure, but he had no walls to contain him (respectively speaking). He couldn’t recall everything, honestly it was probably for the best. What he did remember was many night going to bed hungry and cold, sometimes kids tried to beat him up because he was small and much of his early life was a war. There was a saving grace though, Evelyn and Amy. Evelyn was an old woman who wore ragged clothes and Amy was her youngest daughter, also Seig’s best friend. He spent much of his time sleeping around their hovel and was always trying to assist Miss Evelyn with whatever help she needed. She was his keeper, essentially his mother without being his mother. Many kids in the Slums had them it wasn’t uncommon in the slightest.

Amy, was something different to Seig, his first love? No, at that time they were to young. But she was family and he would have walked through bullets and fire to protect and serve her. In a way you could say he was in love with her, though neither of them would have known it. There was one time, he scaled a wall just to pull down a ripped up teddy bear some kids had stolen from Amy, after which he proceeded to beat the kids into a bloody mess. They were some ruffians a few years older than Seig and they were the type to push people around. Matter of fact even the police had been called on them a few times. That day held some remembrance for both Amy and Seig, as it was the last day they would have seen each other and it was the day “Seig” became “Seig Virelius.”

It was that day he was adopted by a head MP named Adrian.
“One day Seig, you’ll be strong enough to protect them all, not just Amy..”

The Mid Years (Middle school, High School Era)
School…so much school. Adrian, Seig’s adoptive father was a hard man to learn from. Everyday was lessons.
Monday and Tuesday: Math and Science
Wednesday and Thursday: English, History, and Political Science.
Friday and Saturday: Applied Logical Assessment to General Stratagem.
Sunday: Physical Training and Combat Applications

His entire middle school and high school careers were taught at home, respectively speaking because he lived on a military outpost. Adrian was a grueling administer, though Seig was happy that he wasn’t his personal teacher. Adrian hardly had time to be home, but where he was Seig took a day and Adrian took a day of which was spent together, just the two of them completely uninterrupted.
Seig’s teachers were hired directly by Adrian and he was taught ten hours of every single day at his home. Homework was not common for him, but due to his grueling exercises both mentally and physically Seig didn’t really do much else aside form study..It paid off.

It wasn’t easy, never seeing his adoptive father but Seig respected him enough to keep his mouth closed and just wait for his return home. They were a real family or atleast as real as Seig was used too. When it came down to it Adrian was highly admired by Seig, and thus he continued training and learning as Adrian suggested.

MP and Sect:
Seig’s time at the academy was spent like any prior trained recruit. He bested most of his classmates and had very few peers who equaled him on the battlefield. There was one name mentioned who competed with him pretty consistently, but he couldn’t be bothered to recall the boy’s name because it didn’t matter to him. Once again Seig was tossed into a life of training defined by a specific schedule

Monday: Physical Training
Tuesday: Leadership Modular 1-10
Wednesday: Applied Logical Assessment to General Stratagem
Thursday: Physical Training
Friday: Mission Prep and Briefing
Saturday and Sunday: Realistic Battlefield Applications

Sect began under the supervision of Adrian, however during its creation he passed away due to natural causes and the program was handed down to Seig who became its official administrator. Seig knew however, that wasn’t what he wanted to do. Seig wanted to fight for change, not sit behind a desk and sign papers. In its creation he decided to hand the power to a council system of his peers. Eight controllers of Sect would deem when the call for Sect was necessary and how Sect would approach its battles or missions. From the point of the council’s creation Seig stepped away from it all together and decided not to get involved.

Seig began training recruits very quickly and did take complete control over the standard for a Sect operative. During training he enlisted the help of several MPs he’d worked with back at the academy and infact ended up bringing them into Sect as recruits for the first squadron of Sect, his Squadron.

Sect was going to be the first time in Seig’s life since he’d been a child that his choices, his life, was at his discretion….strange.

Title Description

"I will fight for you..I will speak when your tongue is tied, I will listen when your ears have been muddled, I will walk when your legs cease to move, I will raise my shield in your defense when you no longer are capable of holding your own, I will raise my sword so you don't have to raise your own, I will be your shoulder when you need to lean, and when your lungs no stop their breathing, I will be your breath...I am your Guardian."- Seig Virelius: Oath to Sect Operatives

Weapons:
Shield: A primary symbol of his title Guardian, a shield that takes the shape of a standard circle. This shield has several specialties including one that allows an expansion and de-expansion in size. The normal size of the shield covers roughly just the upper torso, but once expanded it covers the entire width from head to waist allowing for proper defensive measures to be taken. Its made out of the same materials used to make the armor for Sect and is capable of withstanding missile barrages and long durations of gun fire. Its secondary measure of defense is one that requires the users to essentially hold himself perfectly still. The shield is flooded with the power of a PAGF and user receptors and nodes that allow escape, the power of the PAGF is transferred into a force field that can cover a 10 meter radius, and when pushed to its limit a full 20 meter diameter.

Sword: This sword is Seig’s personal weapon of choice, while he is capable of using the gunblade, he prefers this large sword dubbed “Mech Breaker”. Seig’s monstrous strength allows him to wield this massive sword both one and two handed as if it weighed about the same as a feather. This blade is about six foot in length and spans the width of your average male body. These sword were designed to break down mechanized soldiers as well as cut through vehicles, though their use is somewhat rare. Like Seig’s shield the sword experiences the same link with his PAGF unit and allows him to pour its power into the blade and use it to rip apart mechs and other things that might be considered problematic. Upon activating the trigger of the blade the edges will explode violently with a force of energy that expands outward at about two feet, capable of ripping asunder whatever it touches.


Armor:

Spoiler: Armor Photo 

Profession- "Non-prioritized"

Operation types:
Guardian Force: Leader


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Name: Atris Strane
Age: 27
Organization: Sect
Title: Strain

Appearance:

Spoiler: Photo 

Appearance Notes: No noticeable differences from the picture

Personality:
We’re talking about a man who will buy you a round, then buy the bar a round, top it off with three or four more, then himself will drink milk or soda and watch the festivities roll. We’re talking about a man who looks like he listens to hard rock or metal but listens to old orchestra and instrumental. We’re talking about Atris Strane and enigma to his fellow soldiers but a damn fine leader and the closest Seig considers to family these days. Those two, while never in the same place have a mutual respect that goes completely unmatched. He is popular with every lady but stays single, he smiles when shakes you hand and when he takes your life. He simply…is. His goals are unimportant, his future is set and he’s happy where he’s at.

Background: Atris has no formal background. Seemingly he was pulled from nowhere and that's just what his parents intended to happen. You see, Strain is a name given only to a select few born from a testing facility that is kept well hidden and its secrets maintained by only the highest authority. As his title implies he is a compilation of DNA taken from multiple strains and spliced together. This entire experiment was an attempt to create the perfect "human", but was called off due to un-forseen difficulties with the list of clones.

At his birth Strain was the 3rd in a line of four hundred and seventy-two clones. He was one of the few successes...rather, he was one of the few that lived past his teen years. Many of the clones broke down at a cellular level and some had to even be put down due to massive emotional distress. The current number of survivors is only known by a few men who have sense disappeared from the tower. What is known of Atris Strain? Well, mostly its a mystery and what information lies here is only in the hands of two people. Strain and Seig have kept a close relationship upon Seig's discovery of the circumstances of Strain's birth. He is a friend, but a friend kept under a watchful eye.

Background: ?

Title Description: He is a strain of the original

Weapons:

Spoiler: Sniper Rifle Photo 

Armor:

Spoiler: Photo 

Profession- "Non-prioritized"

Operation types:
Alpha Black- Leader

[Pheasant]

Name: Seven Delta Omega
Age: 25
Organization: Sect
Title: Zeus

Appearance:

Spoiler: Seven 

Seven is a man of average height with short, military cut hair and a pair of sharp and cold blue eyes that seem to say “Fuck you” at every moment, even when the man is alone. He has a medium build focused more on speed than pure muscle, and on duty wears the standard Sect uniform. Even when engaged on combat missions he rarely deviates from this, as any sort of additional equipment is liable to either short circuit, or go boom as the case may be.
Off duty, he wears a very breathy V-neck held secure during trips amongst the tallest buildings Aegis has by leather suspenders locked into black slacks.
Underneath Seven’s clothes, down his spine, are a series of macabre steel mounds grafted tightly to the mans flesh and secured around his thoracic curve. The devices mimic his spine in design to allow for unobstructed flexibility, but housed in each steel vertebra is a thick needle designed to inject directly, and quite painfully, into each respective real vertebra underneath.

Personality: While several on the force can be said to have a bad temperament, few can match the consistent disdain that Seven holds for nearly every member of Sect. While many consider this lack of comradery a liability, especially amongst the line officers who have seen Seven’s handywork, the results he produces, in addition to his handler, an agent of the Cabinet who simply goes by the moniker Dr. Alfonse, have silenced any opposition to the continued use of “Zeus”.
Sevens goals are not particularly complex, nor political in nature. He fights alongside Sect, because if he didn’t, he would be their next target, or so the good Doctor says.
Still, something has awoken in the back of Seven’s mind...a little voice in the distance, whose words he cant quite make out yet.

Background: Twenty years ago, a group of economists, scientists, and politicians gathered in secret to discuss the crisis looming on the horizon, today known as E3M.
In order to temper the crash that was soon to come, a new operation was established under the name of Project Omega, an attempt to find alternate sources of power.
In the end, it was decided that the solution would not come from new technology, but
old. By manipulating the human genome, a new line of meta-human was born with an innate gift for harnessing the MANA element lightning, and producing it from their bodies like living generators.
The projects birth was slow, funds for continued progress dwindling to the point that the scientists began ordering new test subjects to be kidnapped so they had a wider gene pool. It took several years and a pool of corpses, but eventually the scientists reached their genesis. One Delta Omega was born, a small collection of disorganized cells that produced electricity an order of magnitude larger than their collective mass.
With the birth of One, research quickly produced six more subjects born from test tubes, but each was a miserable failure, until Seven Delta was synthesized, the first stable living being created from the project. Although he had several genetic abnormalities, including a high risk for genetic disorder, the research gained allowed two more Omega’s to be born.
When the government finally disbanded, Delta Eight and Delta Nine vanished.
But Seven remained tucked away in the secret lab, an eternally slumbering generator for the facility until he was awoken by Sect, after they had stormed through a gang that had been squatting above the labs entrance.
Releasing Seven finally shut the labs emergency power down. And the other monsters awaiting even deeper inside of the lab were finally released from their cages.

Title Description: Seven’s title “Zeus”, comes from his preferred style of combat, rising high into the air by manipulating his magnetic field, well out of the reach of small arms, and raining down great bolts upon key targets below.

Weapons: None, due to the large volume of electricity that passes through Seven constantly. Ammunition and explosives that come into contact with his bare flesh have the tendency to detonate immediately.

Armor: Again, none. Metallic armor that touches Seven’s skin becomes immediately electrified, which can be very dangerous for nearby squad mates. Seven has experimented with ceramic and kevlar plate, but it makes magnetic flight impossible.

Profession: Lightning - Seven is an electrical conduit, and although his prodigious manipulation of lightning disallows him from using any form of modern equipment, it is more than powerful enough alone. He relies upon the most offensive forms of his element, deadly lightning bolts to strike down his adversaries. When he has access to another electrical conduit, even another willing lightning user, he can supercharge his body to reach the peak of physical strength and speed. Most recently, he has begun to explore the more advanced degrees of lightning, using electromagnetism to mimic the mobility of the PAGF, in addition to manipulating his own EMF field to “Hover”, as his squad mates have described it. Other techniques involving magnetism loom in the distance, but will require extensive training.


Operation types: Guardian Force, Seven has been transferred between each of the three task forces at least once for this reason or that, but has now been a member of the Guardian Force for the longest stretch of time. Despite this, he has developed a deep disdain for its current Commander, Sieg Virelius.

[Anti-Hero]

Good bio Pheas, as always I'm glad to see Seven coming back.
Hopefully we can get a slew of people here.
And Meg's joining the mix.

[Soulio]

I'll reserve a spot. Fire magical dude. I intend to make a different character from my old one. He was far too simplistic and bland. Maybe this time I'll actually give him character and personality!

I will say in advance, school starts up on Monday, so between that and a job, I will do my best to stay consistent.

[Anti-Hero]

I'll be glad to have you back. And don't worry I'll help work around your schedule there bud.

[BlueTheOctopus]

I would love to reserve a character who prioritizes in ice magic. I'll post it as soon as I can.

[Rhomeo]

Name: Corren Marbrand
Age: 27
Organization: Sect
Title: Celerity

Spoiler: Appearance 

Written Appearance

Standing at 5 foot 9 inches, Corren is a little under the average height for a man his age. He takes it in stride, however, focusing on his athletic form as best he can. With easily defined muscles and an easy smile, he's someone that seems easy to approach on the outside. However...

Personality

While at first he's quick to smile and laugh with you, it quickly becomes apparent that a lot of Corren's easygoing attitude is an act. If you don't prove yourself to him as a capable person, he'll throw you aside and move on without ever looking back. There's only room for the strong in his life and he's at the very center of it.

Background

Even from a young age, Corren was told by his parents over and over again that he was special. Friends of the couple told him it was because they'd been trying for years to have a child, others simply agreed after meeting him. He attracted everyone around him, filling him with a sense of being more than just a child. Being more than just 'another face in the crowd'. Pride swelled in his chest every time he accomplished something beyond his age; but it obviously couldn't last forever. He was smart and quick to learn, but also stubborn in his own way. So when he refused to change his ways as he grew older, his parents came down on him – hard.

That was the first time he learned that he was the only one he could rely on.

He was quickly shipped off to a military academy, expected to learn his lesson and quickly come back. But he surprised everyone by putting his all into everything he did, quickly becoming the top of the class in every class. Whenever his parents mentioned perhaps coming back, he either ignored them or vehemently denied any desire to return. In time, they grew distant until eventually they stopped contacting him entirely. His tuition was already paid for in full, so when he emerged a young man, he was offered a place in the Sect for 'free'.

Nothing was really free in the world, he knew that already. Even so, he accepted.

There's a lot of work involved in learning to pilot a mech. Uncanny reflexes, for one. The ability to distinctly analyse the battlefield and make the best decisions with your equipment, for two. Also knowing how to avoid stepping on your allies. Corren learned all those lessons very quickly and soon climbed to the top of all his classes yet again. When he graduated, he was immediately put to work.

And yet, despite it all, he never quite felt satisfied.

Title Description

Speed is one attribute that Corren always felt would overpower brute strength. If you were fast enough, no one would even leave a scratch on you. So far, that philosophy has held true.

Weapons

Spoiler: XM419 Roland 

Standing at 16 feet tall, the Roland is a machine dedicated to speed and little else. While the armour can deflect small arms fire, anything even marginally more powerful would shred it. In the hands of a skilled pilot, however, this particular mech is legendary for its capability to avoid danger. In the hands of Corren, it's been rumoured to have never taken more than glancing blows.

What truly makes the unit shine is its blade, constructed to be capable of tearing through armour like a knife through butter. Using the mech's power supply to superheat the blade means there's little that can withstand its strikes in extreme situations, and those that can soon succumb after numerous strikes. The self-destructive nature of the heat makes it a temporary usage application, though.

Despite its small size, the Roland is viewed entirely as anti-armour. On more than one occasion he's expanded that list to "anti-building" as well.

Spoiler: Panther Rifle 

A semi-automatic rifle that rarely sees much use, it's simply a backup weapon in case forced evacuation of the mech is required. While Corren trains with it, he's never had a real need for it. Rounds are chambered for anti-personnel only.

Armour

Spoiler: XM419 Calibration Suit 

Made for the sole purpose of allowing the pilot to better connect with the mech, this suit holds little to no actual purpose in combat. Effectively increases reaction time, decision making and stylishness in the cockpit by a marginal .3%, however!

Profession

Non-prioritzed.

Operation types:
Guardian Force: Close-Fire Support

[Maya]

Name:

Spoiler: Corbin Devry 

Age: 25
Organization: Sect
Title: Vapor

Personality: She's a woman with two distinct personalities. Corbin is just a regular girl. She's playfully serious. Meaning business comes first; but, when the day is done, there's always time to hit a club or bar just to have a good time once the grind of paperwork and assignments are done. Musically inclined, she can play the piano thanks to her mother's insistence. If only to be a pain in the ass, Corbin also learned to play the drums. Might even catch her singing with enough libation. Then there's Vapor. Most regular citizens identify this persona as simply Mech 27. Their names are not synonymous as one. Few outside of Sect know Vapor is piloted by a woman.

Spoiler: Corbin 

Background: Corbin grew up on Level 14 as part of an affluent family. Her mother was a doctor and her father the owner of a construction business contracted to build housing for the residents of Aegis. Financially, she never wanted for anything. Growing up, she was given any toy, any game or any physical thing her heart could desire. Even so, the girl was never truly happy. Being bustling business people, Corbin's parents never had time for her. From the time she woke up until the moment her head hit the pillow, she was pretty much ignored. If there was an important function which necessitated the Devry's make an appearance, then they remembered their child. She'd be all dolled up and forced to smile to show all the other wealthy people they were a loving, happy family.

At around seven years old, she discovered a hidden talent by complete accident. During an argument between her mother and father, they started physically fighting. One pushing, the other shoving. Both yelling expletives no child should hear at such a young age. Scared and upset, she screamed.."Stop it!" at the top of her lungs while shaking her finger at them. Instantly they froze. Quite literally froze. Both encased in block of ice with hands wrapped around each others throats and mouths wide open. Safe to say, they never fought in front of her again.

So how did such a pampered, lonely princess end up piloting a Mech? I'm glad you asked.

In her teenage years, she became a club rat. Trying out all the newest bars and clubs looking for something to fill the void her parents left behind. No amount of drinking or dancing ever filled the gap. Nor did hanging out with other teens who were just as spoiled and vapid as she was. Corbin was searching for a purpose. One Friday night, an explosion rocked the entertainment district of Level 14. It took out her favorite hot spot along with causing several casualties. It was hard to believe something like this could happen HERE in her world. These types of things happened where the slums and gangbangers lived, not up here. Fighting poured out into the streets as more explosions and gunfire filled the area. Frightened, she hid inside a bus, peeking out the window as the melee grew. The ground beneath her began to rumble. For the first time in her 17 years, she laid eyes on a towering Mech. Her jaw literally dropped open. When it opened up those big guns on those who were trying to destroy her home, she was in awe the massive power they held. One didn't have to be an overly muscle bound, super soldier to control a machine like that.

Against her parents wishes, by 18 she'd applied for the military academy. Her only goal: become a Mech Pilot. For the first time in her life, Corbin had a reason to apply herself. The training officers had their doubts. Rightly so. Being all of 5'3", she was smaller than most of the other recruits and had never done any physical training besides the local gym. The bad habits of being a pampered youth helped get her whipped into shape. When she ran her mouth, there were push-ups. When she rolled her eyes at an order, there was a five mile run and when she chewed gum during briefings, she'd had to do so many crunches you could crack a walnut on those abs. The only reason they didn't kick her out was Corbin's tenacity. She learned the material with ease, had the work ethic to accept nothing less than perfection and never quit, or even talked of quitting, no matter what they threw at her. Her successes afforded the chance to move up in rank with the force over the years. Yet, her goal was always the same. Do what she had to do to earn the position of a Mech Pilot. After working the streets, doing special missions and enduring years of training on computer programming and mechanics, as well as hand to hand combat and weapons training, Vapor was born.

Spoiler: Vapor 

Title Description: Vapor is technically used in reference to the Mech; but, over time, it's also become regularly used when other Sect members request Corbin. The moniker was earned from her ability to produce a smoke like haze which seemed to make the machine disappear into thin air. A sneaky way to move in and out of danger zones at will.



Profession: Ice: Vapor and her Mech were specifically designed to use optofluidic ice channels embedded in the Mech to meld with her profession of ice to form one cohesive being. Through specially made gloves which interlock with a virtual control panel and the ice channels, the frozen liquid travels through these channels located to the right and left of the Mech's head, elbow joints, fingertips and feet which are then utilized to create a vapor. This vapor blocks visibility and freezes on impact with most surfaces.

Size: Unlike some of the older, much larger models, Mech 27 is not gargantuan in size. It's made to seat one in the cockpit. Technically, there is enough room to add a second chair; but, this option has yet to be needed. The machine stands 25 feet tall with ten feet in height dedicated to the cockpit and it's 360 degree Visual Panels so the pilot has few blind spots to contend with. It's been built with a super-strength light, metal alloy made with a combination of aluminum and other elements to create an armor just as strong as steel with less bulk yet more energy efficient. It's also allows for more flexibility and ease of movement.

Spoiler: MECH 27: 

Spoiler: Writing Sample 

With all the turmoil bubbling up for city sewers for her to deal with, Carson wasn't sleeping much if at all anymore. She'd sought out stronger sleep aids with little or no relief aside from sporting the reddened eyes of a drug addict. Sadly, she was beginning to relax the exact time her cell phone would ring. Whoever she was suppose to be trying to locate was predictable and definitely not afraid of being caught. On this night, the phone rang earlier. She was just getting to the Late, Late Night show. Found Craig Ferguson's Scottish accent kind of sexy even if he was sometimes hard to understand. Weren't most men? "This is Carson, leave a message."

"You tried that trick last night. We got another one. ..bit different and in town. We need you." The dispatcher emphasizing 'different'. She had the detectives trained never to call her for routine deaths. No car crashes, no shootings, nothing the other members of the staff couldn't handle on their own. Yet she was still called out all the time. Even on her night off.

"You always need me. Alright. Why don't you give me the address and I'll walk over. Can't be too far."

There was a laugh from the phone. "A black and white is already out front. Chief put a rush on your butt this time."

She pulled back the curtain and sure enough they had a car waiting with lights flashing and all. "Shit. Do they have make such a show out of this? People think I get arrested every night. Could be why they never break into my apartment though. Think I'm a psycho." At least she was already dressed. "Fine I'll hurry but if it turns out to be an OD you will have to leave a message next time."

Carson grabbed her gear and hopped down the three flights of stairs two at a time, hip bumped the exit and slid into the passenger seat. Hand instantly dropping to cover a certain button with irritating properties. "DON'T turn on the sirens. People are sleeping." Leveling her eyes at the rookie cop. "We're going to a homicide. Highly unlikely our vic will need to be resuscitated. No need to go mach 1. Let's try not to run over any cats this time." Shaking her head yet still keeping that hand firmly in place. Policeman love their toys. Especially the newbies. Her ears held no affection for the blaring sound. Once the officer prove to comprehend the words coming out of her mouth, she'd rest her forehead against the coolness of the window, letting those eyes drift closed for a bit. She had also trained the officers not to try chatting her up. Preferring silence.

She arrived after the crime scene had effectively became like the local doughnut shop for every New Orlean's police officer on duty, plus the local sheriff and even some highway patrol. "You're kidding me right? Don't they have anything better to do?" The driver laughed, grabbed his hat and quickly joined up with circle of shiny badges to shoot the shit. This was no more than paid time off. In California, she'd so often found it ludicrous that fifty squad cars would be taking part in those so called 'high speed chases' behind one, lone Volkswagen bug on the freeway. Waste of money, waste of time. Made no sense. Here was the same scenario again only minus exhaust fumes. Toting the tools of the trade along as she wound her way towards the crime tape where the first officer on the scene gave her the lowdown. After he filled her in, the cop went right back to telling his coworkers how great his daughter had played at this evenings softball game while leaving her alone on the other side of the taped off zone. Carson wouldn't have thought anything of it until discovering the victim was a young lady who looked to be about the same age as his child.

After finding a space to put her toolbox, she'd don the traditional synthetic examination gloves and a pair of tweezers. Not the touching the body at all. She had her rituals at 'unusual' crime scenes. Look, listen and inhale. Closing her eyes for the latter. Detecting an unmistakeable scent that drew a soft growl followed by a lowly exclaimed. "Damn it." Only then did she crouch down to get a closer look. Moving the hair from the teen's face, examining the wounds. Taking a quick look around to make sure no one else was looking..or so she thought..the coroner began removing most of the supplies for the box, making a neat pile off to one side. Then she'd insert large needle into one of four vacuum tubes normally used to collect blood and moved back to the corpse inserting the needle in four specific spots around the skull. Spending many years dealing with the same problems over and over again had helped her discover other means to counter the aftermath of a bite than blowing brains out. With the right equipment, they could be siphoned out and thus nullify the formation of a new lycanthrope. The process worked great for Carson as brain removal was common for an autopsy so there'd be no questions asked. Once done, all the tubes were safely tucked down in the bottom of the box again to be hidden beneath everything she'd taken out before.

"I'm good here! You can have her moved now." yelling out to anyone who'd offer to drop their coffee and pay attention.

"So what was it? Dog? Cougar?" asked the Staff Sergeant on scene who was doing very little to disperse the crowd.

As usual, she gave them nothing at all. "Boogeyman. Be sure you lock your doors when you sleep. Come on, you know I won't know anything until tear the body apart, make all the innards become outards, stick my hands through the entrails.. ..offer still stands if you want to watch."

The sergeants face turned a bit green as he tossed the remains of his drink against a brick wall. "I hate it when you do that. You know about my delicate digestion."

Her lip lifted into a smile, showing her teeth. A rarely seen site. "Really? ..My bad, I forgot." Scanning the streets still filled with squad cars. "I'm gonna walk."

"After what you've just seen, you think it safe? Carson..we've talked about this. You're my responsibility. I insist you ride with someone."

Sucking in a breath through clenched teeth.."yeah, well..here's the deal. It's my day off. Therefore you are in no way responsible for me at all. Besides, I'm just going right here.. See ya!" Giving a backhanded wave as she strolled into local eatery.