forum Shattered / Worldwide Catastrophe Aftermath RP / OPEN

Started April 27, 2018 by @Natasha

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Damian Rae twirled a pencil with her fingers as she slouched in her seat. Sydney hand her hands folded under her nose and was tapping her foot anxiously, whilst Peyton finally whacked into Renita's recruitment list. "Holy ravioli, that is a lot of people. We could start an army." Damon Rae smirked. " Renita's like that. Who's next on the list? "
"Cora Abott and Lucian Wright. They're cousins. Shouldn't be too hard to get a hold of." Peyton said. He pushed his wheeled chair towards a larger holographic computer and sent a message to their phones. You have been chosen for a special mission–restore the world back to its former excellence before the catastrophes. Are you going to accept?

(Oh shoot, I have to go, sorry)

(Aww…..okay. See you tomorrow then.)

(Ah, back)

Lucian’s eyes were squinted as he was stitching up a gash on Cora’s arm. She had gotten in a small argument at their academy, and was shoved a bit too hard, so she fell. “I told you, that girl is a bloody psychopath!” Cora said, a slight accent, which could have been French possibly, in her tone.

“You shouldn’t be provoking people like that. You were the one who started the argument,” Lucian responded in a level tone as he continued to work.

“She was wrong, and she needed to know it,” Cora muttered, just as both of their phones dinged. “Aren’t doctors supposed to have their phones off while they work?”

Lucian exhaled sharply and took out his phone, frowning as he read the message. He showed it to Cora, who laughed. “This is some sort of prank right?” She asked.

“Who knows,” Lucian responded slowly, seeing what would happen as he messaged back the word Yes.

Peyton grinned. Excellent. I want you to meet us at Rita's Harbor. We'll be the three teens sitting at a table near the front of the coffee shop. And don't worry, I promise you can trust us. He wrote simply. "Wow, smooth move." Sydney said sarcastically. "Shut up." Peyton replied.

(May I join?)

(Please do!)

(Awesome!)
Name: Ellison
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long Blonde and Pink Hair, Grey eyes, Very tall,
Personality: Bold, extremely extroverted
Wearing: Leather Jacket, black paint covered combat boots, Black tank top, Denim shorts
Reason for recruitment: Hacker, photographic memory
Other: Deaf, but reads lips extremely well

Lucian showed Cora the text, and she arched a brow. “Are we seriously considering this?” She asked in a skeptical tone.

“Might as well, this is my off day from the hospital anyways,” Lucian responded, getting up and collecting his things. He stuffed a scalpel into his pocket, and Cora frowned. “What are you planning on doing with that?”

“Just for precautions,” Lucian said as they left the room. They collected some more of their things, stuffing items into a backpack that Cora slung over her shoulders. She pulled up her wild, naturally ginger hair, a few strands falling out of her bun to frame her freckled face. They headed out, getting into Lucian’s car. It was something older, something they had scavenged up from the hospital’s old parking garage.

Damian Rae, Sydney, and Peyton were all sitting where they said they would be, arguing good naturedly.

The two eventually pulled up and got out of the car. Lucian stuffed the keys into his pocket and walked towards the door as Cora followed behind him. They stepped inside, glancing around the room until they spotted three teenagers near the front. “Could that be them?” Cora asked, blue eyes narrowed sharply.

“Let’s see,” Lucian said, walking over towards the table. “You three responsible for the message?”

Cora stood alongside Lucian, eyes still narrowed as she observed the three, doing her best to read their body language.

Sydney leaned back in her chair as the three fell silent. "That would be us. Sit down."

Lucian and Cora slid into the booth, eyes having the same skeptical look. By looking at appearance, they really never looked related, but their personalities were very similar. “How in God’s name did you three even get our numbers? What is this about?” Lucian questioned as Cora stayed silent, continuing to observe. That’s usually how it went with the two when meeting new people. Lucian spoke, while Cora collected any other information about them that they didn’t say out loud.

"It's 2250 guys. Technology is advanced. Peyton is a phenomenal hacker. And when there's a will there's a way. We needed to get a hold of you. Renita is missing. Have you…..ever thought about how it would be like if we fixed everything? Put it back to how it was before the catastrophes? I mean it's been almost a year and no one has done anything." Damian Rae spoke up.

“Because it’s practically impossible to fix something so catastrophic,” Cora piped up, being the pessimist that she usually is.

“She’s right, it would take a lot of effort and many years to fix the world,” Lucian continued, fingers tapping on the table.

Name: Amelia "Harpy" Jones
Age: (15-22) 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: Redhead, pale tan skin tone, hetrochromia (left eye is pale an almost white grey, the other an amber brown) short, around 5' 4" in height. Wears a brown crop top, low cut jeans, and a leather jacket along with a belt filled with both computer tools and burglary/detective supplies.
Personality: Secretive, cautious, betrays people without a second thought.
Wearing: Wears a brown crop top, low cut jeans, and a leather jacket along with a belt filled with both computer tools and burglary/detective supplies.
Reason for recruitment: (i.e. computer genius, photographic memory, impeccable fighting skills, ect.) Hacker/Burglar extrodinare but also a private detective who has never left a case unsolved.
Other: Bank robber and private detective, sort of a Moriarty/Sherlock type. Good and evil.

(Cool! Welcome. And just so you know I will probably refer to Damian Rae as just Damian)
Sydney nodded. "You have a fair point there. But we need to do something. The President agrees. Our mentor slash director of the team is Renita Gonzolez, but she went missing. We need to find her, but she made us promise that if anything were to happen to her the team came first. If you are going to accept our challenge, we will take you to the base. Then we'll explain more while we work on getting the other recruits." Damian and Peyton nodded in agreement.

“Why us, exactly, and not some actual professional?” Lucian asked, leaning foreword against his elbows. Cora nodded in agreement, brow furrowed in thought.

(Cool! Welcome. And just so you know I will probably refer to Damian Rae as just Damian)
Sydney nodded. "You have a fair point there. But we need to do something. The President agrees. Our mentor slash director of the team is Renita Gonzolez, but she went missing. We need to find her, but she made us promise that if anything were to happen to her the team came first. If you are going to accept our challenge, we will take you to the base. Then we'll explain more while we work on getting the other recruits." Damian and Peyton nodded in agreement.

(When to toss in Harpy/amy (the most wonderful woman in the world)/Amelia?)

"We don't know." Peyton piped up. "Most likely because we're the new generation. We think differently. And we don't want the world to fall into the wrong hands. So we have to fix it. Any more questions? " He asked sarcastically.

(When to toss in Harpy/amy (the most wonderful woman in the world)/Amelia?)

(I'll have Sydney go find her in a second. Put in a starter so I know where to look.)

amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) had finished robbing a bank when some police vehicles were chasing her. She hopped onto an empty, driverless bus she had previously hot wired and took off.