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Wealthy Conversationalist
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 Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 11:02 pm
The rebellion group's primary focus was invading, claiming, and reactivating all nuclear reactors, bringing the world back into an era of tension, one of bloodshed and war. Crisis is one of the biggest world superpowers that exists today, having claimed nearly all of Southeastern Asia, the city of St. Petersburg, Beijing, Hong Kong, Tokyo, Delhi, Versailles, and Los Angeles.
In the year 2133, the world was plunged into an era of devastation and chaos. More than half of the Earth's population was killed off by nonneuclear global war.
Crisis is struggling to find what it is that has changed over the years, and fighting to bring it forward to the public eye.
The Crisis mobile fortress is never in one set location, moving from base to base in an effort to bring the world back into an age of nuclear weaponry.
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Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2011 3:34 pm
Demitri Smith Swordsman of Crisis
Demitri moved down the corridors of the mobile fortress, tapping his sword against his leg in thought. It had been several months now since he had left Artemas after finding out about the secret, but in that time none of his assignments had gotten him any closer to finding out what that secret was that the 'paradise city' guarded so closely. He growled once before stopping and drawing in a deep breath. He hadn't let his anger get the better of him since he had joined the rebellion, and he wasn't about to start now. But he needed to find a way to the city - he had a feeling that whatever clues he would find, would be found there, hidden beneath its 'perfect' exterior.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 8:34 pm
Dante Espada (Black Fang) Dante was walking down the fortress, he had his usual blood red shirt and black pants on. A chain with a cross on it hung from his belt glinting in the sun. Dante hasn't received any missions or anything yet since he joined. They did want to give Dante a gift, an improvement Crisis said. He sighed stretching his hands examing them closely. He just received cybernetic enhancements to his fists courtesty of Crisis. Dante held up the rough hand up to his face--it felt different. It felt stronger. Instead of regular human hands Dante has steel ones that can endure some of the worst impacts. The doctors put simulated skin over them, it was as if nothing ever changed. Dante's face grew a wicked smile. These new fists of mine should give me an edge over my opponents. Now I can take on, robots, humans, anyone. Hah! Dante laughed a little at the image of him punching through a steel wall. His laugh was interrupted by a stranger. Dante eyed him up, a swordsman, he could respect someone like that. A man dedicated to the art of war like me. Intersting...Dante decided to go up to the stranger and talk to him. If he was lucky maybe they could spar and Dante could try out his new hands. "Penny for your thoughts stranger?" asked Dante coming up to him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 8:50 pm
Demitri Smith Swordsman of Crisis Demitri paused in his wanderings when he heard a voice behind him. The Russian swordsman turned around to look at the person who had addressed him. After studying the other man for but a moment - taking in the fact that he was clenching and unclenching his fists for some reason - he bowed. "Smith. And nothing much - I am just pondering why I have seen so little activity in the Fortress recently." He shrugged his shoulders slightly and rested one hand on the hilt of his blade as he shifted his feet so that he was facing the man at a profile. It wasn't a conscious movement - it was instinctive to the swordsman.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 8:59 pm
Dante Espada "Hmph, name's Dante and yeah no kidding, I joined this organization for the action, and fighting." Dante smiled a little seeing Smith's hand on the hilt of his blade. Another reason why Dante respected this man, Smith must be disciplined in his art. Dante clenched his fists and smiled a little wider allowing his one steel fang to show in his mouth. "Is there anything we're supposed to be doing in this fortress right now? I was just told to come here." as Dante asked, he dared to take one half step closer waiting to see Smith's reaction.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 10:05 pm
Demitri Smith Swordsman of Crisis Demitri raised one eyebrow slightly - he wondered what this Dante fellow was up to, trying to menace his territory as he was. Still, they were nominal allies so instead of responding to the overture of anger, the collected swordsman focused instead on the other's words. "I am as at a loss as you are. I joined up with Crisis some months ago and was involved in some of the minor skirmishing action, but a few weeks ago they called for me to return. When I did, there was no one here save for the custodial staff and the kitchen staff, and neither of those groups knows a thing." There was a subtle change in Demitri's grip on his sword - not an aggressive grip, but one that would allow for a defensive draw if it became necessary.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 7:50 am
Dante Espada Dante did notice that this fortress was empty. It was boring here, the Black Fang had nothing to do. He turned to Demitri, the man looked tough. He obviously was a disciplined fighter, the perfect person to try out Dante's new fists on. "Huh, that's a shame. I was really looking forward to some action. Those are some nice blades you have." Dante noticed the change in grip and his hunger for fighting grew as he decided to take a step closer. "You don't mind if I take a look at one eh?" he said letting his hand reach for the hilt of Demetri's sword.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 7:53 am
Demitri Smith Swordsman of Crisis Demitri's hand came up and smacked the other's arm away, striking the elbow as the swordsman stepped back fluidly. "This blade is only to be drawn when blood is sought, not for pleasure or amusement." His voice had turned chilling - while he didn't care about his appearance, his blade was the one thing that he did protect and cherish. For someone who obviously did not follow the paths of the sword to handle his weapon would be a grave insult to the swordsman.
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