Cypherites And Genocide (Next Major RP Chapter Beyond Tourniquets and Demons)

4 posts · 2005-09-29 10:01:00 to 2005-10-24 12:43:00

#11300000455 09/29/2005 10:01 Cypherites And Genocide (Next Major RP Chapter Beyond Tourniquets and Demons)
-In a room covered in darkness, does he sit. Two glowing mechanical green eyes giving the only illumination upon its interior revealing his body wrapped in a black cloak. Its hood pulled over his head. In his grasp rests a skull. Its lower jawbone missing followed by a henious large crack and hole near the top of its forehead. His thumbs slightly massage its side as his eyes keep a firm fix upon its make. The air smells of machine, with a slight scent of decay. His body shifts slightly in his seat. Which looks to be some sort of throne salvaged out from the desert real itself. Upon its design, four human finger bones lay embroidered on the tip of each armrest. Around its sides various amounts of human rib bones lay sprawled about, creating a rather harrowing thought of "art". Upon the top of the throne two human skulls are spiked, one on each side.-


-A rush of thoughts fill his mind. He thinks of all the things that have led to where he stands today. He remembers the beginning..."sykin"......and how his tainted words started the bloodshed between Visati and Dystopian Objectives. And how each event following from that war led him straight to the arms of the Agenda....from a mere soilder, to becoming one of its actual figureheads.-


-Before he used to dispise what he was. Unwilling to accept the truth of his existance. Always looking for a way out. Has that thought changed any..? Thoughts of the Round Table enter into his mind. His relationship with Zealot has been rather "Unique".....while there beliefs and path have surely made them sworn enemies, they share a certain "respect" for one another. Quite a rarity among that of his many enemies of Zion.-


"Gnev..." -His hands begin to squeeze the skull a bit harder.- ."...You should have never come back..." -His voice filled in a demonic tone- "...I will find you....."


-Then the thought hits him...."Dr9gon"......And at that moment....a single phrase is emitted from his mouth...."They all must Die..."


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#11300000526 10/02/2005 05:57 Re: Cypherites And Genocide (Next Major RP Chapter Beyond Tourniquets and Demons)

((There are numerous OOC threads regarding the ongoing issues within the RP community - could we please end the consistent thread-jacking and redirect our OOC comments to those threads, please.


Despite the fact that no doubt there are some who have now blackballed this thread, as well as all members of "The Masked Agenda" - I will continue to post here, unless someone creates a seperate thread that is open to all RPers and fits the story I wish to tell.


I agree that this is not a contest - not a single roleplayer on this server is good enough to say that other roleplayer and their styles are bad.  There is no definative authority in roleplay - it belongs to each and every one of us.  If you want to be petty and completely shut out people OOC simply because of their affiliations then thats entirely your perogative, and is tantamount to signing the death certificate of the Syntax Roleplaying community.


Now... lets see some actual ROLEPLAYING in this thread...))


#11300000528 10/02/2005 06:13 Re: Cypherites And Genocide (Next Major RP Chapter Beyond Tourniquets and Demons)

"You sure this is the place?"


"Definately Sir... he should be arriving in exactly 5 minutes..."


"Excellent"


Phonebooths.  He had gone his entire bluepill existance without paying them much heed... As a child, he'd frequently call up directory services and have a giggle... he smiled faintly as he recalled his favourite joke


"Oh excuse me, operator, is there a train on the line? I'm sorry? Well then you had best get off it then!"


Ah... the lost innocence of youth...


"Daakus.. you're absolutely sure this is the right place?"


King scowled towards his young understudy with unrepentant distain - the man cowered before him, it was unsettling... and only further fuelled his frustration, his burning anger...


"Yes Sir - I am sure" came a weak response, tone laced with an uncertainty that lacked conviction.


"I hope for your sake that it is..." Daakus knew... he knew that if his information was wrong that he would be punished... King sense this in him and let a forced smile break its way onto his face as he turned to the slender woman propping herself up against his shoulder...


"Euphraxia darling... call Ethros, ensure he is prepared..."


Looking deeply into her eyes, he felt a surge of doubt enveloping his stomach, clouding his thoughts... what was he doing here?! Why was he... how could he do these things.... how could he make her....


Blinking rapidly he snapped back his consciousness, it swept over him with vigor - refocusing his stare on the idle phonebooth...


A slight crackling sound reverberated in the air...


He was coming...


Almost here...


Without breaking his poise to look directly at his friends... his... henchmen... standing at either side of him, his voice broke with a solitary word, spoken with a searing hint of menace...


"Showtime..."


As he spoke, a flurry of code shivered in front of him, a thin and fragile figure fading into view... a redpill...


King adjusted himself as he stepped forward with a wide smile on his face - the mask which he had become so fond of no longer covered his mouth, no longer hid the emotion that so often had betrayed him...


He approached the kid with warmth... a thin, pale and frightened young man... 'pod-fresh' - released into the Matrix for the very first time.


Extending a hand, King tilited his head ever so slightly, as he addressed his visitor.


"Good to see you operative... welcome to the Cause of Zion..."


Message Edited by kingcaw on 10-02-2005 03:15 PM

#11300000929 10/24/2005 12:43 Re: Cypherites And Genocide (Next Major RP Chapter Beyond Tourniquets and Demons)

((whaddup my MxO friends. I bet everyone could have guessed this but im announcing my return to MxO. I  have an idea that would put me back into the story of things and i cant wait to see everyone again. Yes, i missed all the action to much. i hope to c yall soon,))

 Striker