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  1. Renson Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jan 2, 2006
    star 1
    GM Approved

    Name: Jonathon LaMarr
    Age: 25
    Appearance: A shadowy figure. He is tall and skinny and seems to stalk around a lot. Despite his less the intimidating appearance he knows a lot about The Matrix.
    Personality: Loner, however he could have leadership skills if he were to be put to the test. Like most of those who know about The Matrix, he is a hacker.
    Clothing: Before being introduced to the real world: Black shirt, Chuck Taylor Converse All-Stars, and regular jeans
    Inventory/Weapons: 2 9mm automatic pistols, Uzi, (expert with all weapons)
    Vehicle: Mclaren F1 (Black)
    Race/Program: British
    Purpose: Unknown
    Affiliation: Unknown
    Skills: A great hacker and a weapons specialist.
    Biography: Jonathon Renson became interested in computers when he was very young. He soon became a hacker and got wind about The Matrix. He tried to find out as much as he could about it but it seemed to be impossible. One night when he was at home he was confronted about The Matrix and was told that he could every thing he could ever want to know about The Matrix, he didn't waste a moment. He became a rebel and helped fight against the machines, he was only 21. The rest of his story is about to unfold...

    Jon materialized in the old beat up house. Once he was done entering the Matrix he set the phone down quietly onto its holster. He walked over to the door that would lead out to his car. He opened the door with a jolt and it slammed into the wall that it was fastened to. He shut the door then locked it. His car was waiting for him parked perfectly next to the curb. He unlocked the doors then jumped in. He took off burning rubber, speeding down the old gravel road. Soon he would be in New York.

    5 minutes later...

    Jon came speeding into New York City, he had business to do. He adjusted his tie, and then picked up his ringing phone.
    "LaMarr, your objective is five blocks away, they are waiting for you."
    "Almost there."
    "Bones will give the complete breakdown, good luck and watch out for those Agents."
    "Okay."
    Jon hung up and screeched into a parking spot three feet away from the expensive hotel. He got out of the car and was greeted by a skinny man dressed in a suit. Bones was the first to talk.
    "Here's the update..."

    Tag: All/>
  2. Sith_Lords Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    May 17, 2004
    star 4
    IC: Ar'Jar Vena

    Ar'Jar, was sat down, waiting to be plugged in. He turned to his left, and saw a man with shaggy hair, and striking blue eyes. He had seen the man before, but had never got to chat with him before. "Hey, I'm Ar'Jar Vena, but everyone calls me Ace."

    Tag: DVC
  3. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    OOC: Hey, Sith_Lords. I'm only butting in to point out that DVC is on my ship, the Last Bolt, while your Character Sheet says you are on the Chimera?


    IC: Forty-Seven, aboard the 'Last Bolt'.

    Surfacing from his pleasurable daydream, he sensed one of his crewmates on the next couch; turned his head to see who it was, and grinned. Nathan Lotts.

    On a mission inside the Matrix, the duo were as different from most of the other operatives as it was possible to get.
    For all their hatred of the lethal Agents that opposed them, most were almost copies of them. Cool, formal, streamlined. Their minds on nothing but accomplishing the objective at hand.

    But if the operator ever bowed to Forty-Seven's request for the white Lotus Esprit from the Spy Who Loved Me movie, as she sometimes did, he and Nathan bickered like a couple of schoolgirls in the playground.
    He wanted to drive it for the ground-to-air missiles, rear-spraying oil slick, turns into a fragging submarine; and Nathan wanted it cos it matched his suit.
    Forty-Seven enjoyed teasing the younger man by telling others that he was a 'hair-puller', to explain his own baldness.

    "Hey, Nathe'," he greeted. "What do you think the mission is?"

    Tag: DVC
  4. MASTER-OF-EVIL Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 10, 2004
    star 4
    IC: Ghost
    MegaCity - Downtown - Rooftops.

    Ghost sensed someone is behind him, he didn't need to look to see. And Ghost concentrated on the one in front of him.

    "Ghost, correct? Representing Niobe and the Logos?"

    "Yes that is I." Ghost answered.

    My human name is Trevor, but I'm known here as Shinobi. I wouldn't expect you to know me. I'm jacked in from the Ragnarok, running Recon here. Anything I can help with."

    Legendary Lost Ragnarok interesting the only survivor of the ship that lost it's way to Zion.....

    "Shinobi isn't that the same Shinobi who infiltrated Black Lotus's Mainframe and not only cracked it but destroyed Black Lotus himself and live to tell the story?" Ghost Remarked.

    And then just over Shinobi's shoulder was another.

    "Revolver's what they call me." He introduced himself.

    Ghost simply nodded.

    "I've been following a program for some time now. He began showing certain... strange traits."

    He looked at Ghost.

    "Wanna take a look see?"

    "Strange traits....sounds like a program doing something it's not doing it's job." Ghost replied.



    Tag: Shinobi and Revolver.
  5. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    GM Approved

    Name: Jennifer Howe, alias 'Rip van Winkle' or Rip.
    Age: 25
    Appearance: Medium height, Dark curly hair, brown eyes.
    Personality: Fiery, sarcastic, arrogant. Prone to bouts of rage over very small things. She calls it her 'artistic temprament'. Which art she's referring to remains a mystery.

    Clothing: Typical 'out of the Matrix' clothes- black baggy shirt with holes, brown cargo trousers, boots.
    Inventory/Weapons: lots of wires and bits of mechanical stuff. Big spanner.
    Vehicle: The Last Bolt.
    Race/Program: British caucasian, Rebel

    Purpose: Good question. Currently she's the operator on board the Last Bolt.
    Affiliation: Rebels
    Skills: Hacking, programming.
    Biography: Jennifer was pretty ordinary all her life; born, went to school, bullied, usual path. She dropped out of university three years ago and drifted from job to job, never holding one down for very long due to her very short fuse. Her only constant job was fixing and programming computers for a second-hand electronics shop, while doing a little light hacking on the side. At age 24 she was called into the back of the shop as she was about to go home, and was then offered her choice of pill. Since then she has been operator on board the Last Bolt, hardly ever venturing back into the Matrix.

    Look forward to rpg-ing with you guys! :)
  6. Sith_Lords Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    May 17, 2004
    star 4
    OOC: My ship is currently docked in Zion. And I thought that DVC was somewhere else. My mistake. [face_blush]
  7. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Rip

    Rip looked over her shoulder at her two crewmates, recumbent on the plug-festooned chairs that allowed their minds to access the Matrix. She'd just finished plugging them in and, as usual, they were chatting. Probably about that bloody car, the Lavatory Spirit or something.... Men. Honestly. Give them a car and they bicker like schoolgirls.

    "Okay, we're set up here." she called. "I hate to break up the mother's meeting but are you two ready to jack in?"

    [TAG Forty-Seven, White]


  8. dontlookatmethatway Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jul 5, 2005
    star 3
    IC: Rogue Agent O?Connor
    Alleyway/Park, Mega City

    O?Connor sidestepped the kick to the stomach easily enough, but just barely dodged the one to the face. He yanked his head back just in time to evade it. This put him slightly off balance, and it took a moment to steady himself. He would love to grab the opponent and turn him into another clone, but the Agent was too skilled. O'Connor would never get a grip on him. He tried to hit the Agent with the side of his left hand in the face, a move designed to break his nose.

    Tag: All

    IC: Rogue Agent Clones One and Two
    Alleyway, Mega City

    One watched the Agent perform his stunts. He shot back coolly:

    ?Your acrobatics do not impress me. You might have had a promising career as a gymnast, but right now the only thing I see in your future is a bloody death.?

    ?Hand-to-hand. We attack together.? He whispered to Two.

    Two moved out to the left. They both came in at the same time against their target, One coming from the front and Two coming from the left side.

    Tag: All
  9. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Forty-Seven, the Last Bolt

    He looked up as Rip, the crew's experienced Operator, called over her shoulder at them.

    "Okay, we're set up here. I hate to break up the mother's meeting but are you two ready to jack in?"

    "Born ready, Princess." he responded with a smile. Rip was normally more snipey than this, and he'd long ago figured, if she was going to be fiery and arrogant however he treated her, he might as well go with what he was comfortable with.
    And she seemed to have accepted the honorific, thus far.

    "Any idea what the mission is?"

    Tag: Rip
  10. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Rip

    Rip flexed her fingers in their grey, fraying fingerless gloves, ready to do some serious typing.

    "Ladies, this evening I'm zapping you to downtown Megacity." she started, hands hovering over the multiple keyboards like a deranged organ player. "Far as I know, Ghost'll be there. Maybe some other guys. You're going to come out in the room below them."

    Quickly, Rip started to type. The computer screens flickered and danced greenly, showing where in the Matrix they were headed. Her finger paused over the 'enter' key.

    "Any questions?"

    [TAG Forty-Seven, White]
  11. DARTH-bojangles Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    May 1, 2005
    star 3
    MegaCity-Downtown
    IC as Shamus/Hondo

    Hondo looked about studying the three other Rebels before him as he made his way closer to the group, "The name's Colton Lang, but just call me Hondo." He decided to cut the pleasentries and get straight to the matter at hand.

    "I've got a lead on something that could change how we fight inside the Matrix forever. It's been called the 'Holy Grail' virus, something supposedly left behind by one the original architechs himself. Anyone interested?"

    TAG: REBELS
  12. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Forty-Seven, the Last Bolt

    "Any questions?" Alex could see she had her finger poised over the 'Enter' key.

    He wanted to ask if she wanted anything from the sweet shop, but knew that was a dangerous road to go down. If reminded of the sugary confectionaries available in the Matrix, compared to the mush that passed for grub in Zion and aboard the hoverships, it could grow into a psychosis of wanting to go back for good.

    That was the sort of guano that led to Cypher going bad aboard the Nebbakanezzer(sp?).
    "No questions, Honey. Do it."

    He waited for the mental surge of jacking in.

    Tag: Rip
  13. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Rip

    With gusto, Rip jabbed at the 'enter' key. Her crewmates' bodies jerked slightly as they jacked in, then were still. And Rip was left, essentially alone, on the Last Bolt. If she was honest with herself, Rip hated being left behind when they were on a mission. She didn't miss the Matrix, seeing that constant danger of death wasn't really her thing, but when she was alone, every scrape or rattle of the ship was instantly transformed into the sound of approaching Sentinels.

    Putting her fears to the back of her mind, Rip donned her headset (Livi note: Think WW2 era chunky headphones plus talky thing) and waited for White and Forty-Seven to arrive.

    [TAG White, Forty-Seven]
  14. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Forty-Seven, download program

    The feeling was like being drunk. Drunk as in what a glass of water goes through, not the 'paint the town red' variety.
    Once he regained sentience, he stood in a white room of infinite size. He nodded over at White, wondering if he realised just how well he blended into the White Room. It was eerie; just a pair of disembodied hands and a shaggy head.

    Forty-Seven put a finger to the earpiece he now wore, and pulled a pair of plastic shades from the breast pocket of the black suit he now wore.
    He felt different the moment they dimmed the view. His smile turning into a thin horizontal line across his stony face.

    "Princess? We're in the White Room. Arm me."

    Tag: Rip, White
  15. Sith_Lords Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    May 17, 2004
    star 4
    OOC: 3rd time lucky?

    MegaCity-Downtown
    IC: Ar'Jar Vena

    "Holy Grail Virus? Sounds fun. I'm in."

    TAG: DBJ
  16. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Rip

    "Princess? We're in the White Room. Arm me."

    "My name," the operator spat acidly, "Is Rip."

    Honestly. It didn't matter that she was one of the most talented Operators in Zion, whenever Rip was on the Last Bolt it was always Princess with Forty-Seven. It made her sound like some Barbie-obsessed four-year old. It had really started to irritate her when newly-freed rebels had assumed it was her alias.

    A few second's furious typing resulted in the racks of weapons rushing towards Forty-Seven, almost knocking him off his feet, passing within inches of his nose.

    "Your guns, slaphead." she said sweetly.

    [TAG Forty-Seven, White]
  17. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Forty-Seven, download program

    "Your guns, slaphead."

    In spite of getting into character, Alex couldn't help but grin. The black weapon-laden racks sped past like an express train, then snapped to a halt, with the guns swinging on their vitual straps or clattering on their shelves.

    "Ooh yeah." He breathed, flexing his neck. "Now that's what I'm talking about."

    And like always, the ones he wanted were right in front of him: Heavy-calibre 20-clip Baller handguns that went under each armpit. A P90 personal assault weapon, that slung over his shoulder.
    He wasn't knowingly going into combat, so he ignored the rocket launcher for the moment.

    "Cheers, Babe."

    Tag: Rip
  18. Darth_Joesha Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 22, 2004
    star 4
    ic: Maya

    Maya spat on the floor as the other two agents appeared down the alleyway. Two other agents then appeared and started attacking the other two, Maya was very confused. "Riley, there's a subway station right round the corner we can escape." she shouted to her ascosiate.

    tag: riley
  19. JediCouncilMaster Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Jun 23, 2005
    star 6
    IC: Agent Stephens
    Mega City - Alleyway - TAC: Rogue Agent


    Agent Stephens' kick was ineffective. He then saw O'Connor's left hand coming up to punch him in the face but Stephens didn't allow that to happen. He used both his arms as a clamp and trapped O'Connor's arm immobilizing him for a while. He then tried to spin around and throw O'Connor into the stone wall.

    TAG: All
  20. SephyCloneNo15 Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 9, 2005
    star 5
    IC: Kyle Rogers

    Kyle tossed and turned in his cot on the Forlorn Hope . The nightmare was always the same:

    It was the same heist they'd done a thousand times before. J. tapped into the abilities they'd discovered, what Kyle now understood to be the subconscious knowledge of the falsehood of the Matrix, and with a single bound was on top of the arch at the bank's entrance. Two more leaps, and he was on the roof. He gave the signal, tossing a coin onto the ground.

    Kyle had attuned his hearing after months of pulling superhuman heists with his brother. No one else would have heard the coin fall, but Kyle had. That was his cue. He pulled on his black ski mask, Terrorist style, and slipped into the bank. He bent the rules of the Matrix again, running to the teller faster than humanly possible. "Alright, honey. You know the Drill. Hand over the money, and no one gets hurt. And you'd do well to keep your hands off that 'silent alarm' button. I'd hate for the cops to come and find a bullet through your pretty little forehead."

    "Bro, we got problems. Baby's comin' sooner than I expected,," J. said through the headset to Kyle's cellphone. "I'll do what I can, but you better hurry the Hell up if you wanna see the birth of your niece." Any idiot monitoring these calls would have known that that was code for <Hurry up, the cops are here> or at the very least realized that J. was a father of thousands of kids.

    "I warned you," Kyle pulled the trigger.

    "But I d-," the teller said as her face was puntured by a bullet.


    The first time had ben a blur to Kyle, but as it replayed in his head over and over, Kyle began to sort out what happened. The glass doors shattered as a man in a buisiness suit with sunglasses and a drawn pistol entered the building. All but a few of the other customers had fled by now. "Mr. Rogers," The man said, "We have a file on you. You should have told the proper authorities about your discovery sooner. You would have been more highly rewarded than any robbery could possibly pay."

    "Well," Kyle started, pulling his pistol out of the window to where it could be of more use, "It started when..." He stopped as he looked past the agent to see his brother fall to the ground. If the gunshots he had faintly heard in the background hadn't killed J., he knew the fall had.

    "Yes," the Agent said, not looking, but apparently well aware of what Kyle was watching, "Your brother was rather uncooperative, and his destruction became necessary. You're attempting to throw off a rather delicate balance, Mr. Rogers, and it's my job to prevent that."

    Kyle had heard enough. He brought his pistol to bear on the agent, emptying the chamber. The agent blurred as Kyl'es bullets whizzed into the night sky. The Agent brought his gun to bear and pulled the trigger. Kyle watched helplessly as the bullet careened towards his forehead.
    He woke with a start just before the bullet blasted his brains out. The only part of the dream that didn't correspond with recent history. As it really happened, one of the bystanders who'd chosen not to leave was a Rebel who had tackled Kyle, firing at the Agent to buy them time. He'd taken him to a getaway vehicle and presented him with the Red Pill/Blue Pill choice. Kyle, of course, chose the Red Pill, which wound him up eventually on the Forlorn Hope.

    He left his quarters, realizing just how late it was. He saw Hondo already logged in. " Mornign Shamus, sorry I overslept. What's the story today?"

    Tag: Shamus
  21. Penguinator RPF Modinator and Batmanager

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    Member Since:
    May 23, 2005
    star 6
    Revolver

    Mega City Rooftops

    "Oh, he's doing his job alright. The problem is, no one's keeping him in check."

    Revovler turned, and, looking over his shoulder, said to the other two, "Let me show you."

    With that, Revolver ran to the ledge, and leapt into the air.

    Tag: Shinobi, Ghost
  22. KOTORFan8 Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Mar 7, 2005
    star 2
    Approved by JediCouncilMaster


    [image=http://www.pbworks.net/albums/album17/134_sasuke.jpg]

    Character Sheet
    Name: Ryu J. Baxter (his alias within the Matrix is Shadow)
    Age: Real World: 2 years of age; The Matrix: Approximately sixteen years of age
    Appearance: 5?11, 165 pounds (lean build), jet-black hair, tanned skin, and red eyes.
    Personality: A loner, calm under the heat of battle, kind, quiet, sarcastic at times.
    Clothing: A brown collared trenchcoat, crimson red T-shirt, black fingerless gloves, black jumpsuit pants, and black combat boots.
    Inventory/Weapons: Shuriken knives, Kunai knives, dual Desert Eagle handguns
    Vehicle: Real World: Operates from the rogue hovercraft, Archive; The Matrix: His feet
    Race/Program: Male Human
    Purpose: An assassin, designated by Zion Control to take out assigned targets
    Affiliation: Zion, The Oracle, his own goals (at times)
    Skills: Assassination, Stealth, Ninjitsu, Weapons Training, Kung Fu
    Biography: Born within the digital confines of the pseudo-reality known as the Matrix, Ryu J. Baxter was subjected to the truth of the Matrix on his own, his Buddhist religion guiding the way to the truth and self-enlightenment.

    After being retrieved from the Matrix by rebels, Ryu?s past was destroyed in hours, given the name Shadow and the skills of an expert assassin. In addition to his training, the Zion operatives aboard the Archive subjected him to immense amounts of pain and suffering, wrecking havoc on the pain sensing nerves within his body and causing the assassin to lose all fear and doubt.

    Without his pain, how could the assassin fear his own death?
  23. JediCouncilMaster Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Jun 23, 2005
    star 6
    OOC: Updated!! Just a few more characters for now possibly within a week or less. Then after that the game is already set and ready.

    Character Roster

    Agents

    Arch Agent Riley - NightHunter319
    Agent Stephens - JediCouncilMaster (GM)
    Agent Thompson - Darth_Vaders_cousin

    Rogue Agent(s)

    Agent O?Connor - dontlookatmethatway

    Programs

    The Merovingian - Imperial_Hammer
    Persephone - Schoolgirl _Bounty
    Seraph ? TypoCelchu
    Katie (KT-9) - Jedi_padawan_leigh
    Maya Yubari - Darth_Joesha

    Rebels

    Shamus McAirem - DARTH-bojangles
    Colton ?Hondo? Lang - DARTH-bojangles
    Kyle Rogers - SephyCloneNo15
    Trevor Jacobs - Master_Valar
    Revolver - Penguinator-176
    Ghost - MASTER-OF-EVIL
    Alex Stern a.k.a Forty-Seven - Sith-I-5
    Ar'Jar Vena - Sith_Lords
    White a.k.a Nathan Lotts - Darth_Vaders_cousin
    Jennifer Howe a.k.a Rip- Livi-Wan
    Ryu J. Baxter a.k.a Shadow - KOTORFan8


    Unknown

    Jonathon LaMarr - Renson
  24. Jedi_padawan_leigh Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Feb 13, 2003
    star 4
    IC: Katie

    Katie walked through a run down street behind a row of shops, her hands in the pockets of her hooded top. Numerous thoughts flowed through her ?mind?. The oracles disappearance, where was she now? The agents, The note. She was just an average program, why would the oracle trust her with that sort of information? Her previous bodyguard Seraph would have been the more sensible choice, well if she had not dismissed him. Katie didn't know the exact reason he left, but she was determined to find out. She could really use his help

    "Now if I was Seraph...where would I go..."

    She thought to herself. She knew that Seraph used to serve another. A ruthless arrogant program known as the merovingian. She shuddered at the name, but at this moment he was the only program with any of the answers to her many questions. And if Seraph was there, that too would be a bonus. Picking out the PDA from her jeans pocket, she looked up the merovingians hotspot, a restaurant and club named Club Hel. She was only a few blocks away, so she made her way there. Hoping that she would get the answers she craved, and make it out without being deleted


    TAG: Typo, Hammer, schoolgirl
  25. MASTER-OF-EVIL Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    Nov 10, 2004
    star 4
    GM Approved 2nd character.


    Character Sheet
    Name: Niobe
    Age: unknown
    Appearance: [image=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/rl_img/Niobe_800x600.jpg]
    Personality: Captain and Pilot of the Logo's
    Clothing: Above pic.
    Inventory/Weapons: Dual 9000 S Automatic Pistol(Niobe's Primary Weapon.)
    Vehicle: The Logo's
    Race/Program: Humans
    Purpose: To End the Rule of the Machines
    Affiliation: Rebels
    Skills: Superb in hand-to-hand combat and driving.
    Biography: Niobe is the hard-as-nails Captain and pilot of the Logo's, the smallest and fastest hovercraft in the Rebel Fleet. Niobe is a superb hand-to-hand combatant. Her skills as a Hovercraft pilot in the Rea World and her driving skills in the Matrix itself are second to none.
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