<< awright.... anybody got any ideas as to where the bloody heck i am right now? oh... screw it... i'll just run a restart on my character... back to the beginning... think i'll just get a new character altogether... any complaints from somebody not in charge and y'all can just sit on it.. 8)>>
Name: Sarrin Richeleux (aka Rune)
Age: 21 (biologically 10,000)
Hair: shoulder-length black w/ dark mahogany highlights
Eyes: color-split---- top 1/2 blue, bottom 1/2 green
Clothing: all black... replica of Van Helsing's outfit...
Weapon(s): Soul Reaver energy blade, Desert Eagle magnum, SPAS12 auto shotgun, M16A2 combat rifle, M84F pistol, PSG1 sniper rifle
Fighting Style: his own combination of martial arts and street fighting techniques
Race: 1/2 Daywalker, 1/2 Lycan
__________________and so it begins_________________________
*wakes up in a dark place* WTF? it's supposed to be daylight outside... *hits the light on his watch* 7:24 am... it shouldn't be this dark... what's going on? *hears a voice over the intercom next to him*
Are we ready to proceed, Dr.?
*another responds* Yes... this should prove very... interesting... open the shades and give awakening to our most lethal weapon yet... Rune...
-wtf?- *the lights flip on to reveal that Sarrin is in captivity, chains bonding his arms and legs. he looks around to see that the room is all white and chrome...* Very hospital-like... except for the weaponry over in the corner... *Sarrin tries to break the chains... no dice...*
It's no use Rune. Those chains are a polycarbonate adamantium alloy infused with silver nitrate... you aren't going to get out.
*Sarrin blinks* What did you call me?
Hmm? Oh, Rune. It's your... project name. There is one other whom we have captured off of the streets to test in a similar manner. We call her Glyph. Unlike you, she was born a vampire, not a lycan. We have infused the two of you with each other's blood. You have both become much more... divine. 1/2 and 1/2. Your objective in this chamber is to escape before we completely destroy it.
WHAT?? You've made me your lab-rat? You BASTARDS!!! I'll kill you all. *he fights the chains again and they snap off of his wrists*
Temper, Mr. Richeleux. Aren't you curious in the least who Glyph is? it's a close friend of yours. Alexia Kisaragi. You fight us, and we kill her.
A...Alexia? How did you...? Fine. Name the price of her freedom.
Funny you should mention that. Our facilities aren't built to sustain the damages you can inflict upon them. We'd like to see what you are capable of. Kill three of our enemies, and we'll release her. And give you your freedom.
Give me their names. *Sarrin lights a cigarette and looks to his left. Defeated, he still plans to go down fighting...*
The codec we've implanted in your central earlobe is enough to keep in constant contact with one person at a time. As long as they have a Codec, they can communicate with you. Glyph's frequency is 140.96. Ours is 140.85. Call us once in the city and we'll give you your first targets's name... Glyph will only be able to communicate with you for a limited time. 20 minute intervals at the most. Her use is mainly to give you emotional morale.
Fine. Give me fifteen minutes. Call me then with teh target's name. What's my frequency?
Why do you ask?
In case Glyph gets bored. She can call me that way.
Fine. Your frequency is 147.92.
*Sarrin turns to exit the door nearest him as it flies open. He steps out into daylight and checks his weapons...* Hmph... all here. What's wrong with my arm? *an energy blade appears* Hmm... will wonders never cease? *walks off toward his apartment* -Alexia... I'll get you out of there...-