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There was almost nobody on the streets, not this late at night, and not such heavy rain. Usually only the city watchmen, in their clanking armour and red capes, intended to stay for long. But tonight, there was another. A slim figure in a brown cloak and cowl pressed through the pouring rain...

After the issuing of Order 66, the three clones looked at each other, incredulity leaking through their helmets. "The Chancellor can't be serious, can he?" Digit asked, shaken. Botch shook his head. "Nobody would joke about this." Dice said. "You hear that, psycho? Order 66." Botch asked. Neta...

RC-5117 wriggled in his armour, uncomfortable, despite his somewhat casual pose lying on the ground with the rest of Hound Squad, right on the peak of an outcropping overlooking the soon-to-be battlefield. He was better known to his brothers as Dice, except to Digit, the weird di'kut1. It wasn't...

Indeed, the stranger was getting busy with the other two. He'd have fired a shot or two to help, but that was a tangle even without adding explosions into the mix. So instead he just watched and waited, gun ready to fire if he saw an opening. Ah, yes. He probably wouldn't know the Latin motto...

Jordan dumbly nodded to everything the stranger said, going a little slack when the huge pistol just floated over to his hands and was replaced by some shotgun thing. Either this was one hell of an acid trip, or he was taking orders from some high-tech cowboy and... nah. Just let it flow. Life...

Reaction is everything. That's what his drill sergeant always said. But it was hard to react to suddenly being dumped into some fucked up Mad Max movie right in a battle between a something-punk gunslinger and a more vicious version of a lion. Especially when you were on your way home from a...

A man with a long, black trench coat over his grey suit paced along the side of the street, a street light illuminating his black hair that was more or less a buzz cut, but slightly longer. But that's hardly relevant. What is relevant is this man's name. Jordan Cross, eight years in the 16 Air...

Eric recoiled a little at Sai's sudden outburst, surprised. Both at the suddenness of it and at his idiocy. He would have retaliated, but Kai stepped in first, making Sai slip over on some ice. Heh. Eric smirked a little at that. Instead, he restrained himself to mentally tearing him down...

Eric stared down at his hands in confusion as the girl broke free from his grip, followed quickly by the others. What? How the hell did that happen? One moment, they were being slammed against the wall. The next, his telekinetic grip was having holes poked in it. He glanced back up as the older...

Eric's eyes widened at the sudden intrusion of more people. One of them had firey hands, and the other had a frost aura, while the third was an attractive girl about his age. Well, damn. He spread his arms apart, wrapping a telekinetic tendril around each of them, and hurled them all into a...

Eric's mind reached for the grenades, circling them with telekinetic energy and hurling them farther down the room and into a corridor. Only one of them made it, while the other somehow fell out of his grip dangerously close to Tyson. In response, Tyson threw himself backwards, barely getting...

Eric burst through the door first, three men in front of him. They all had assault rifles and balaclavas, and looked generally confused at what this kid thought he was doing. Eric responded by throwing his arms out wide, ripping their rifles out of their hands. The action was almost reflexive...

Everyone's faces froze as the explosion's sound tore through the area. Tyson reacted first, the grating juxtaposition of his laugh and an explosion not lost on him. He turned and started to bolt out of the crevice in the buildings, the other two tailing quickly behind him. The smoke pouring out...

Eric rolled his fist around, readying himself for the odd task at hand. In front of him, Lance was jutting his chin out at him, mentally steeling himself. Tyson looked on with no small amount of amusement from the side. The group were in a place between two school blocks, where nobody else could...

Name: Carl Bryson Gender: Male Age: 19 Ethnicity: Caucasian POB: Sydney, Australia DOB: 1st of February Key Personality Traits: Indecisive - ADHD - Laughs Easily - Pop-Culture Savvy - Awkward Around Girls - Intelligent Appearance Picture: Appearance Description: Carl is a pale...

@AlexSilverX This is the thread. For anyone spectating this for whatever reason, hi! Also this is basically two guys are now roommates in College, and need to pay their fees and stuff. It'll go from there.