The first Days

[Kan]

Salvaged this from the now-defunct Nexus War board.
-Ty

Thought I should christen this new board with a RP.

Basically the premise is this, your characters are waking up to their first day in the nexus, pulled from their time and space in the former universe and are being inter tangled in the nexus war.

Rules: eh you know, the general stuff, no trenching, being rude OOC, blah blah blah blah blah.

Characters:

Characters can come from any point in time or space in our current universe, anything from outside our history, like a world were the Axis won ww2 is out. And anyone that would contradict our established history, like the metal Gear solid game universe.

Another was to describe it is like this, Superman, who is from his own universe and in no way related to ours, would not be permitted. Where as for example Indiana Jones would be permitted as he could have existed in our history.

[Kan]

Name: Kanik Atros
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Height: 6'
Hair and eyes: Brown
Role and time frame in Former Universe: Jedi Knight survivor of Order 66, long long ago
Pre Nexus awakening:

My Cyan lightsaber flares as I block a laser bolt. Sweat dripping of me as I kill clone troopers, felling them with my blade. Gathering the living force to me I leap over the circle of troopers surrounding me, in the air I see a fellow Order 66 survivor fall to the unrelenting hellfire of plasma.

I land, taking the lives of two clone troopers with deflected blaster bolts, knowing we are doomed if we continue I yell, "Retreat!" to my fellow survivors, a tag team of jedis, both former padawans and those who were active during the order.

I take off, my flight assisted by the force, and my mind wandering to the past, where I was in command of my own clone trooper platoon, under the command of my dead master, I had never been one for defense and would take the fight to the droids, a retreat being a impossibility.

My mind snaps back to the present as I hear one of my allies scream out in her death and red blaster bolts heading towards me. I stop, tired of running and draw on the force, light or dark I do not know, and send out a wave of protection, a force repulse towards the clones who just appeared from the brush. I yell out in anger as I send out a blast of electricity coupled with all my pent up anger and resentment.

All around me the lightning hits, killing the troopers and the forest around me, my mind clouded with sadness and anger I charge into the brush and at the troopers. The next few second are blurry, but I can remember killing dozens of the surprised troopers before being struck the first time.

The pain is hot, bringing me out of my cloud, seeing the light once again, I attempt leap away only to be shot down mid jump. As I fall I take comfort in that I returned to the light and did not fall. I close my eyes before I hit the ground, knowing I would soon die. Unseen by me but by the troopers a gray portal opens in space time under me as I fall into it.

[Kan]

OOC: Making the first post to kinda break the ice guys.
IC:

I hit the ground hard, my fatigue and unrested body allowing me to be knocked unconscious regardless of the blaster wounds.

After force knows how long I start to stir, aided by curious voices around me, some worrisome.

"Ignore him, just some drunk, now get off your *ss and help me fix this door, those f*cking angels and demons are at it again" I hear a gruff voice say as I hear screams, roars and the sound of battle.

I groan as I slowly sit up, a young girl looking my way and coming over holding a box with a red cross on it. "Just wait kid" she says in a manner much more mature than her apparent age, her eyes showing old age instead of youthful innocence.

"Where am I youngling?" I ask, that being the general term for children, she looks at me odd before opening the case. Suddenly the wall next to us cave's in, a humanoid being seeming to be covered in a shining metal as if it was it's skin. The being stands up, two white wing coming from it's back spread wide as he bends down and lifts a large machine from the floor and throws it out and beats his wings, flying out at an insane speed.

I get up, feeling empty for some reason, and look for the youngling, only to find her arms sticking out from under the rubble. A yell from inside the building stops me from digging through the rubble, "Pariahs!" I hear the same gruff man shout, and I can see many many odd tattoos on his skin, some glowing slightly.

I rack my mind, where am I? A few moments ago I was fighting for my life in the jungles of some godforsaken planet and now I am in a strange building and under attacks from race I have never heard of before. Many stark and thin black skinned and evil looking creatures come charging into the building, the ones inside utilizing primitive slugthrowers and weaponry, some even fighting with their fists. The creatures also arm armed with these weapons, but some are using natural claws.

I reach for my saber, my reaction being dimmed from surprise, as a older man falls from the one of the creatures knives, thrown into the old man's chest. The creature walks toward me, I thumb the activator on the hilt and a deep Cyan blade radiates from the emitter as the creature, who is already sporting many bruises and blood is all but pouring out of a few wound, laughs, a cracked and evil laugh, "Foolish mortal, you think you can slay me with a weapon such as that?" it says as it draws a metal sword from the holster on it's back.

It charges.

[Ms. Cleo]

OOC: I'ma get around to this someday, I promise...if I could only remember who my main was and the whole backstory I made up for him in my head.

[Captain Obvious]

OOC: we need to revive this thread.

[Kan]

Ooc:

I declare this rpg revived and waiting for additional characters.

[Ms. Cleo]

Nov 22, 2008 7:19:32 GMT Kan said:

Ooc:

I declare this rpg revived and waiting for additional characters.

Cleon the neutral human overnight supermarket stocker.