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<Maggie, I don't think these people are affiliated with the organisation. The male's voice is unsteady.> "Mmhm. I realized that, gregory." The C.H.I.H.O official replied. To an onlooker, it would have looked as though she was talking to nobody. She took out a small compact clipboard from her...

<So Maggie, if I'm correct, this is a primarily physical mission. The large number of hostiles means that there is no real attempt to find the head of the enemy forces, and thus no need to use a sleeper agent.> Maggie Anderson sighed, insuring that the locator chip was fixed to the rock...

This is unpleasant. These were the primary thoughts that had been running within BIOS's processor as it lay in the cold small rectangle. The odd-looking workers had been quick to find somewhere to make it another person's problem, and with little instruction on where exactly to place the strange...

Great, please move this to the OOC thread though as this is the IC page. Feel free to post your character application at any time.

Mankind in its present state has been around for a quarter of a million years, yet only the last 4,000 have been of any significance. So, what did we do for nearly 250,000 years? We huddled in caves and around small fires, fearful of the things that we didn't understand. It was more than...

Scylla "I have to admit - the newt was a difficult one but we showed em' pups!" Scylla grinned as the fallen raptor lay dead alongside the jungle's edge, the beach meters away. She'd dragged it from where she killed it because frankly, having her dogs consume it over a massive.. ant-thing nest...

Scylla Roars. Screams. These were sounds Scylla had grown accustomed to, the wonderful feeling of pure chaos as timber split in half and man found himself in a world he did not belong. Yet.. Something was off. As Achilles licked her, his snout wetting her face, she gently pushed him off...

Polibias New York (Stupid metal blimp) "....MMhm." Polibias opened his mouth to say something else but shut it. He considered Karla's... explanation, as it were. While multiple conscious entities within a single vessel had been an experimental method to contain living souls in vessels, it was...

Polibias New York (Stupid metal blimp) "May I ask a question?" Polibias spoke flatly as he wrenched his claws through the metal barricade in front of them, the area seemingly sealed via command. The doors seemed like the least thick from the orkish deduction (though he had little faith in their...

Polibias New york (In a rather pathetic metal blimp of some sort). The demon cat screamed, leaping forward like a banshee. Bullets? They sunk into his flesh the stuff melting into white gluggy paste upon impact. It wasn't enough though - The monster would give candy to a baby sooner then allow...

Not interested in one-sentence roleplays, sorry. I should have checked the posts more carefully.

(Sorry for not responding for so long. Holidays.) As the Captain and her surly crew moved forward, maiming and killing soldiers of SHIELD left and right, Polibias unfurled himself, slowly stalking from the screaming whore to the helicarrier. he looked around, eyebrow raised in bemusement as he...

Polibias grimaced, feeling the ship buckled under the captain's erratic, if expert flying, as the Screaming Whore (He found the name to be homely) shuddered and turned toward an apparent "fleet". He hadn't heard anything from the voice and had assumed they weren't going to contact him again, and...

"Pastel?" The secretary walked out, looking at the lioness as she flicked between her and the check board she had, ushering her inside the office she'd exited with a beckon of her hand. Pastel looked down, trotting inside quietly as she entered management office, the nearby hallway guards...

The boy shrugged, his eyes trained onto the roasting bird. Meat wasn't something he'd had in years - he'd forgotten the rich, crispy smell it could have when you applied a little warmth. It looked delicious, and the wanderer couldn't help but wipe a string of drool from underneath his mask...

The Redwood forests. A place of peace and tranquility, animals frolicked. It had been considered a natural reserve ever since the abundance of natural flora and fauna had repopulated it, vermin and hunters alike seemingly dying out and no longer appearing in the shaded pines and leafy ferns...

Polibias Mos Ies-whatever, can we get somethin' done?. The captain sure was... something. She didn't seem to have any social awareness, and her mouth was an unfiltered barrage of curses and crude conversation. This almost amused Polibias in a way - his entire life he'd spoken almost exclusively...

Atlas's pokemon were quite odd in their behaviour. When looking at the trio, the idea of 'Personal Space' didn't really come to mind - the nincada crawled onto the man as soon as he had come in view, scuttling up Atlas's arms and legs like they were a rock climbing exhibit, settling once it was...

Polibias India Polibias sighed as he shifted around the area of their new ship. The mistress captain had gone to the front, apparently excited. Polybias however, had far less enthusiasm. Flying was.. untrustworthy. He could fall and crash and the only thing between him and doing that was a wall...

Atlas gave a quiet heave of relief - that could have gone wrong so many ways... He knew he wouldn't respond to a thief so kindly, at the very least. He followed the bard, Stopping only to whistle a simple two note tune. He paused, turning to Monty. "Sorry 'bout the noise, I just have to make...