The Matrix

[Blackest Night]

Incoming Message:

Sender: Hammurabi
Recipient: Anubis

To Captian Frost of the Anubis:

Our searches for The One have failed. Many of our crew and entire ships have been killed by Agents. There is little morale here and our leads have been unable to produce any results.

You and your crew must enter the Matrix. It is imperative that you seek out The Oracle. She will inform you of what you must do. Your main objective is to find The One and free him from the mental prison of The Matrix. If possible, free others on you way but do not lose sight of your purpose. You may just bring this war to an end.

Good Luck,
Captian Fayt of the Hammurabi

RULES:
No godmoding
No Powerplaying
No Ultimate weapons
NO ONE CAN KILL AN AGENT. Not even The One until he/she has had sufficient training
If a Rank is taken, you cannot be that Rank
PM ME TO JOIN
I will decide if you are the right person for The One.
Romance is encouraged, but please do not go too far.
Your character must be older than 20
put jack in in your post at the top

Ranks:
Captian: Taken by me
Lieutenant: Obliviongirl
Lieutenant: I don't know
Operator
Medic
The One: Triggerhappy

Please follow the template:
Name: Dagon Frost

Age-27

Appearance: Guy on the Right (you should know by now) http://img158.exs.cx/img158/1583/crossfade0278um.jpg

Clothes: Wears a black duster(a.k.a Trench Coat) with a black t-shirt underneath. Also wears black pants with clips for gun's knives, etc. Sunglasses, obviously

Type(s) of Martial Arts(only two): Tae Kwon Do and Wu Shu(a type of martial art that involves a lot of flexibility and acrobatic techniques)

Personality: Frost is a patient, intelligent person. His calm exterior hides a lot of rage caused by the machines. He is kind to his crew, but do not betray him. You will wish you hadn't

Bio: Frost was unplugged at a rather early age. When he first witnessed the real world, he was not very surprised. He had suspected that there was something wrong with the world for as long as he could remember. He rose through the ranks, eventuall earning the right to his own ship and crew. He now searches the Matrix, looking for The One.

[::leonskey::]

[edit] nvm, i wont be in the rp. i have way too many rps to keep track of now.

[Blackest Night]

*bump* Hello there, anyone want to join?

[Obliviongirl13]

ooc: Jack, And i want to be a Lieutenant

Name: Julia King

Age: 24

Appearance: http://img67.imageshack.us/img67/337...ndarken7wm.jpg

Clothes: Tight leather pants with knee high black boots with belts on them. A tight leather corset and a soft black long sleeve shirt under the corset. She also wears a leather trench coat

Type(s) of Martial Arts: Kung Fu, Jujitsu

Personality: She is cool, and collected. King doesnt like to get attached to people. Normally she doesnt talk and is very shy.

Bio: She works with Frost and she is looking for 'The one'. Frost was the one who had found her when she was learning too much about the Matrix. Ever since then she followed Frost till she became a Lieutenant, and has been said to be a valued member of Frost's Crew.

[Blackest Night]

ooc: Thanks for joining. Anyone else?

[I don't know]

Jack

Name: Erich Naize

Age: 25

Appearance: Well, since I don't have a scanner, and can't find a picture I'll just be descriptive as I can about it. He has sandy blonde hair, and deep green emerald eyes. (The clothes will take the rest.)

Clothes: Black trench coat, black shirt, black pants, black boots, and black gloves.

Types of Martial Arts: Tang Soo Do, and Ju Jitsu

Personality: Erich is a kind, but quiet figure. However, beyond this is a watchful, and sometimes power hungry person, determined to achieve their own personal goals, for this reason alone many do not trust this man.

Bio: Three years ago Erich escaped The Matrix using his own supposed death as a way out. When he saw the true world he was amazed at the wasteland he saw, but he realized this place fit the thousands of stories made by the dissapearing accounts in The Matrix. As soon as he joined the resistance he skimmed through the ranks in less than two years, raising suspicion as he went, he was then put into the crew of The Anubis as one of the Liuetenants. He is now assisting in the search for 'The One' under the command of Dagon Frost.

[Blackest Night]

OOC: All I need is someone to join and be The One. It can be male or female.

[Ric]

((Yeah I guess im the one))

Name: Ric Rodriguez

Age-26

Appearance: http://www.anigames.it/cgi/gallery/d...ungrave_01.jpg

Clothes: Wheres a black suit to work most o the time

Type(s) of Martial Arts(only two): None (Yet)

Personality: A very teird man. His daily cycle is wake up, get dressed ,get a cup of coffe, go to work. He was just a normal guy in a "normal" world.

Bio: He was born in New York city on an average day. He lived a normal life and now all he does is work and do nothing. He dosn't realize he is in a created world. Now tings are starting to happen and it keeps getting weirder and weirder.

[Blackest Night]

"Get me out of here." Frost spoke calmly into the cell phone, his voice holding a tone of urgency. The operator answered, instructing him to the nearest hard line.

"Turn left at the next corner. There should be an apartment." He followed the operator's orders, eventually raching the apartment building.

"Alright, 6th floor, room 538." Frost thanked him, then lead his team up the stairs. A bullet ricocheted past his head. He looked down, seeing an Agent where an old woman had once been.

"Go, now, hurry." Frost instructed his team, King and Naize. He let them pass, ordering them to go to room 538. He drew his guns, pointing them directly at the Agent as he backed up the stairs. He let loose a flurry of bullets, none of them hitting their target.

[I don't know]

Naize ran up the stairs with King, looking at each of the row of doors, only seeing two as the first digits, he ran up to the third floor attempting to go to the next, but suddenly stopped recognizing seven men in tuxedos, four in front and three behind. He glanced at the Agents in front of them and behind them, looking at a number four in front of them on a wall and a number three behind them on a wall, he turned forward again saying to himself, "A coincidence?" All seven of the agents raised their guns, and let out a parade of bullets, Naize opened up one of the doors on the third floor, and sidestepped into it, gesturing for King to follow.

[Obliviongirl13]

-Nodding her head not saying a word she moved for the door as it swung open as Naize came in after she did closing the door and locking it. She walked towards the phone hastily as she picked it up-

"...Get me out."

-Suddenly she was gone.-


~*~

-She opened her eyes and she was in her raggy clothes and she looked at the monitors once she got up out of the chair.-

"Come on! Get them out of there!"

[Ric]

"Ringggg, Ringggg, Ringgg" the alrm screeched out. Ric slowly awoke and rubbed his burning eyes. Last nights effects where kicking in. Suddenly his stomach begun to turn and sweat started to pour out of his body. He became dizy and it increase little by little. He slowly made his way out of bed and into the bathroom. He kealed over with his head into the toliet, with barf spilling out of his mouth into the toliet. He slowly got up and triped his way over to the sink. He turned the ice cold focete and water poured out of the spout. He cupped his hands and let the cool water fill in his hands. HE splashed the chilling water into his face, cleaning his face of all the puke. He wiped his eyes agian and looked into the mirror. "Ric, you look like crap today. Shit, when don't you." He said stairing into his blank brown eyes. He slowly and steadily made his way over to his dresser and put on his pants, shit, shoes, tie, and jacket. He then made his way into the ice cold kitchen looking out into the bright sun looking over the city. He walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up a coffe mug. He looked over at the coffe pot and grabed it. The contanier was piping hot. The steam climping out of it was almost sensationable. He poured the steaming coffe into the mug. He couldn't bare the temptation off the hot, bitter taste of the coffe to hit the back of his trought. He took a sip the coffe an d a almost orgasmic sensation came to him(YES ,YES, OH YES!!). HE put down the cup and walked over to his door. A breifcase lied just at the foot of the door. He slowly bent down and grabed it and got back up. He grabed the handle of the door and opened it. When he opened the door all he saw was a room of white nothing. His eyes blinked and in a instant, it was back to normal. The cold brezze hit his face, as he gazed upon the street that layed before him. The sound of cars buzzing by gave a tingle sensation in his ear. The laughter of children echoed trought his ear as the rest of the city noises did. He walked off his porch over to his car.

((Man I have no idea what to post))

[I don't know]

Naize leaned on a wall of the room as he heard the seven Agents walk towards the door, firing dozens of bullets through the door. He looked at a nearby window, and ran to it, opening it, and climbing out of it. He landed on a fire escape, and quickly climbed up it reaching, the fourth and the final fifth floor. He lifted up the window from the outside, climbing into the room, he noticed a young child in the room, and said,"Excuse me." He walked up to the door and began to open it, but before he did he heard the familiar sound of the usual transformation of the Agents he turned around, seeing the same man in a tuxedo grinning at him, as he looked at him Naize said to himself,"Shit."

[Blackest Night]

Frost took a sharp breath as a bullet grazed his arm. He climbed the stairs, going past confused tenants who, moments later, became Agents. They shot round after round at him, each coming dangerously close to his head.

He burst onto the fourth floor, and stopped when his path was blocked by two young tenants. They smiled, and shook furiosly, as thought having a seizure. In a moment, two identical Agents were smirking at him.

[I don't know]

Naize got in a defensive position, as if he was ready to take any blow from the Agent, the Agents kept on grinning, and then suddenly charged at Naize, but before he was hit he quickly opened the door, and side stepped, making the Agent fall over the banister, Naize looked down to the first floor, seeing the Agent simply get back up, like he fell off monkey bars, and not from 90 feet. He took his attention off the agent, and ran down the hall looking at each number on the doors, his eyes finally fell on 538, and he busted it open, glancing around the room. He continued to look around, and asked ,"What is in this place?"