Post by omfg on Nov 21, 2014 20:45:16 GMT
Hello, and welcome friends. Before we begin our epic saga of the origins of my INC Character, The Judge, I would like a fore-word. I'm going to dwell into real life Politics here, or at least politics as understood by the mind of an 18 year old, so if you're offended by any of this, I apologize in advance. Of course, due to my writing style this will be filled with edgy, and gory material, so if you're offended by that, I apologize again. Many of the names of real life politicians have been altered in order to fit in our false worlds. That's about it. So without further adieu, let us begin.
Chapter 1: Dreams.
"Dreams Joseph. Everyone has them, in fact, many lives are pointless without dreams." Alexi said out loud, taking a hit of his cigarette. The cheap smoke filled the small room they were currently in. Even though the metro specifically said "No Smoking." the rules weren't really enforced. Hell, not many actual laws were enforced in this country.
*Snap*
The sound of his fingers snapping brought me back into the moment. I had that tendency of drifting off whenever I was supposed to be paying attention.
"So, how about you? Eh, you're a pretty decent guy Joseph. We've known each other long enough. You never tell me about your dreams." Alexi went on.
"Well..I don't know. I'm pretty good at everything...but I don't have any actual dreams. I guess that's why I'm with you guys." I told him, speaking the honest truth.
"That's the only reason you're with us?" Alexi asked, a smirk creeping up his face, his long, golden hair parting away at his shoulders.
"Well no, but you know that's true." I told him. Alexi was, and mind my words, cute for a guy. When I first met him I often took him as a girl. As girlish as he looked, however, there was no other human I knew that was as evil as him.
"Hahaha, you're making no sense man." He said, a laugh escaping his mouth. "But you know my dream though." Alexi looked away.
Of course, everyone in Russia knew his dream. Boy, had he done a job at getting close to it. At just 20 years old, Alexi Uvorov had established one of the toughest groups of mercenaries this side of Eastern Russia. No one knew who he actually was though, as we were all more or less masked throughout our mercenary work.
"Well, you've gotten pretty far though, right?" I asked him, happiness in my voice.
"You're damn right I..no..You're damn right we've gotten that far." Alexi said, correcting himself.
Ah, there it was, his pride in his team. Despite how cruelly he might treat the enemy, Alexi took pride in defending the Gang Of Gods.
Oh yeah, our mercenary group was called the Gang of Gods. No need to have pride or anything, but when fighting with a group called the Gang of Gods, it gave you a confidence boost.
"Well, anyway, just remember this. No matter what you do in life, Joseph, always follow your dreams through to the end. Dreams are more important than everything." He told me.
"Even team work?" I asked, letting out a small laugh.
"Actual-" Alexi's response was cut short.
The announcer voice tore through the silence on the metro.
"Attention all passengers, this is the last stop on our ride, now approaching Blagoveshchensk. Thanking you for riding Metro Russia."
"Well, we're here Joseph. The Gods are there, waiting for us. You know what to do, good luck." Alexi told me, giving me a warm smile, extending his hand.
"Yeah. Right." I told him, accepting the handshake.
Exiting the train together, we walked up the stairs, and exited the metro. This is where we separated, Alexi going east, and I going west. We had a simple mission to complete here. Cause as much damage as we could, while dressed up in Russian military outfits. Blagoveshchensk, is a border city between Russia and China. Some head honcho had paid big bills for us to cause some chaos. What he had to gain, was none of our business, we were just in it for the money. Walking towards a local restaurant, I passed the main counter, and headed towards the back room.
"Boss! You're here." An exited voice greeted me. Joshua popped out from the back room and gave me a hug. Rather passionate child he was. Actually, if memory serves me correct, he was the youngest God in my squadron I think he was only 15 or 16. I entered the back room, and greeted the rest of my group. I was the leader of Team B, the second group of the Gang Of Gods, only behind Alexi's main group.
"Boss, catch." Someone through a bunch of clothes at me. Looking it over, I could tell it was a normal Russian military outfit. Well, it was going to get torn to shreds the second I transformed, but that didn't matter. What mattered is that I needed to be seen in this outfit.
Chapter 2: The Mission
20 minutes later, the Chinese-Russian border.
"Boss help me!" A small voice could be heard in the battle field. I looked around, and spotted the owner of the voice. My eyes widened in shock. It was Joshua, the small little kid that hugged me earlier. He was surrounded by soldiers, each of them beating him with clubs. I stood up, tearing through the air, charging at them. Both my arms had turned into shredders, with multiple sharp bones everywhere.
My first victim was killed rather fast, getting his jugular cut open. The second Chinese guard drew his head back, trying to dodge, only managing to get his lower jaw cut off. Joshua kicked up, catching a guard in the crotch, giving me the opportunity to stab him through the chest with my arm.
"Joshua are you alright?!" I yelled, my voice barely audible over the sound of the helicopters.
"I think I-"
*Poof*
The gunshot ripped through the air. Where Joshua was standing, now lay a corpse, half of his head missing, blood and brains pouring everywhere. I looked up and scanned the air, spotting the sniper. The gun aimed at me, I only had a couple of seconds to do something. Quickly I made as much bone as possible push through my arms and covered my face. However, 6 inches of bone could only do so much against a high caliber bullet. The impact sent me flying backwards, both of my arms shattered, with my left forearm completely blown off.
Lying there, all I could do was look around as my men were all getting killed. The blood loss was too much. The darkness began to creep on my peripheral vision. All I could do was see my men get killed, and my dreams drift away, along with my consciousness.
......
....
..
"Wak..p"
"Wake..p"
"Wake up.."
"WAKE UP!"
I shot upwards, looking around.
"Joshua! Where are you!?" I yelled, sweat running down my face. Breathing heavily, I looked at the person that woke me up.
Stephanie looked back at me, with a frown on her face.
"Stop talking in Polish, you know I don't understand you." She said, oblivious to the fact that she was in my room, yelling at me for yelling in my room.
"Apologies. Russian is home language. Dream I have was in home." I tried to explain, despite my horrible English, it seemed she understood.
"Well, ok. Just wake up, you were mumbling in your sleep. We have to go." She explained.
"You are correct. Today is day of signing up, no?"
"Yeah, today we get to sign up for official membership in AEGIS. Have you been asleep this whole month?" She asked, smiling at me.
"No, I have not been asleep this month. I only sleep at night." I told her. Explaining that I only did sleep at night, except when I dozed off during the day.
"No, not like sleep like that, I meant that you were sleeping as in that yo-..you know what, never mind. Just hurry up and get downstairs." She scolded, exiting my room and leaving.
That girl was crazy. English was hard. He looked into his mirror and saw his scarred face. The only good thing Stephanie had was that she was one of the few that could see me without my mask or prosthetic arm on. I had lost both some years ago, although the exact reason why I had lost them was unknown to me. The AEGIS doctors told me that it had been due to some type of cancer in my bones, thanks to the fact that I could extend them and extract them, my cells had never adjusted. I don't know how much of that is true however. For one, the dream I had is a reacquiring dream, about Alexi, and Joshua, and the Gang of Gods. However, every time I try to look up anything related to the Gang of Gods, all I get are blanks. The Doctors say I have an extreme form of amnesia. No matter. Right now, thinking back to my dream I am certain I have an actual dream. A goal. My dream is to find Alexi, and rediscover my past. First, however, I have to go get signed up for AEGIS. I could only wait.
*Snap*
The sound of his fingers snapping brought me back into the moment. I had that tendency of drifting off whenever I was supposed to be paying attention.
"So, how about you? Eh, you're a pretty decent guy Joseph. We've known each other long enough. You never tell me about your dreams." Alexi went on.
"Well..I don't know. I'm pretty good at everything...but I don't have any actual dreams. I guess that's why I'm with you guys." I told him, speaking the honest truth.
"That's the only reason you're with us?" Alexi asked, a smirk creeping up his face, his long, golden hair parting away at his shoulders.
"Well no, but you know that's true." I told him. Alexi was, and mind my words, cute for a guy. When I first met him I often took him as a girl. As girlish as he looked, however, there was no other human I knew that was as evil as him.
"Hahaha, you're making no sense man." He said, a laugh escaping his mouth. "But you know my dream though." Alexi looked away.
Of course, everyone in Russia knew his dream. Boy, had he done a job at getting close to it. At just 20 years old, Alexi Uvorov had established one of the toughest groups of mercenaries this side of Eastern Russia. No one knew who he actually was though, as we were all more or less masked throughout our mercenary work.
"Well, you've gotten pretty far though, right?" I asked him, happiness in my voice.
"You're damn right I..no..You're damn right we've gotten that far." Alexi said, correcting himself.
Ah, there it was, his pride in his team. Despite how cruelly he might treat the enemy, Alexi took pride in defending the Gang Of Gods.
Oh yeah, our mercenary group was called the Gang of Gods. No need to have pride or anything, but when fighting with a group called the Gang of Gods, it gave you a confidence boost.
"Well, anyway, just remember this. No matter what you do in life, Joseph, always follow your dreams through to the end. Dreams are more important than everything." He told me.
"Even team work?" I asked, letting out a small laugh.
"Actual-" Alexi's response was cut short.
The announcer voice tore through the silence on the metro.
"Attention all passengers, this is the last stop on our ride, now approaching Blagoveshchensk. Thanking you for riding Metro Russia."
"Well, we're here Joseph. The Gods are there, waiting for us. You know what to do, good luck." Alexi told me, giving me a warm smile, extending his hand.
"Yeah. Right." I told him, accepting the handshake.
Exiting the train together, we walked up the stairs, and exited the metro. This is where we separated, Alexi going east, and I going west. We had a simple mission to complete here. Cause as much damage as we could, while dressed up in Russian military outfits. Blagoveshchensk, is a border city between Russia and China. Some head honcho had paid big bills for us to cause some chaos. What he had to gain, was none of our business, we were just in it for the money. Walking towards a local restaurant, I passed the main counter, and headed towards the back room.
"Boss! You're here." An exited voice greeted me. Joshua popped out from the back room and gave me a hug. Rather passionate child he was. Actually, if memory serves me correct, he was the youngest God in my squadron I think he was only 15 or 16. I entered the back room, and greeted the rest of my group. I was the leader of Team B, the second group of the Gang Of Gods, only behind Alexi's main group.
"Boss, catch." Someone through a bunch of clothes at me. Looking it over, I could tell it was a normal Russian military outfit. Well, it was going to get torn to shreds the second I transformed, but that didn't matter. What mattered is that I needed to be seen in this outfit.
Chapter 2: The Mission
20 minutes later, the Chinese-Russian border.
We stopped near the main building at the border, being watched by a couple of Chinese border patrol guards. We were in military clothing however, so we only got a couple of odd views. Bad on them. Oddly enough, everyone was huddled around an object that was covered with a black cloth. Strange. I leaned into my shoulder, speaking into my radio.
"This is Team B, all ready and prepared."
Alexi's voice shot back almost almost immediately after mine. "Everyone else is in place. Do it."
Right.
I extended my left hand forward, slowly bones began to erupt from my knuckles, it didn't hurt at all, my body seemed to naturally emit a type of anesthesia when I popped my bones out of my body. That's when a Chinese officer began to look at me closely. He would be the first out.
I pulled my hand back, and snapped it forward again, sending a razor sharp bone flying from my hand. It easily penetrated his face, entering through his eyeball and exiting through the back of his head. The guy was dead before he knew what hit him. That attracted alot of attention, which was exactly what I was looking for.
The Chinese guards all came running at us, that's when all hell broke loose. It seemed one of them was able to erupt into flames, and came running at us full speed. Specifically running at me. I quickly threw a punch aimed at his face, many bones protruding my hand like a glove made out of daggers. It seemed that when his brain got turned into minced meat, his flame ability seemed to diminish. I looked around, the quiet border street seemed to have erupted in a full out war. Blood everywhere, dead bodies, both Chinese and Gods littering the floor.
One of our guys, a giant with the ability to turn his skin into stone, was charging into the enemy, carrying a couple of Chinese on his back. Amazing how strong he wa-
*Boom*
I was sent flying, and landed on the soft ground beneath me.
Everything went black.
I woke up, wildly looking around. Looking down I could see I had a couple of broken ribs, the ribs popping out of my side. With each breath I took the ribs poked out even further, tearing my skin open. I gritted my teeth, and pulled the ribs out of my side, new ones taking over the place of the destroyed ribs.
What the fuck hit me?
That's when I saw it. The Chinese had a tank. It wasn't a figurative tank either. It was a real, honest to God type 99 tank. My clothing was teared to shreds, just as I had predicted. What the fuck was a tank doing here?!
My thoughts were kicked aside by the sound of whirling helicopters above. About 6 or 7 of them to be exact. Chinese soldiers were parachuting down into the battle, while others were shooting rifles at my men.
"This is Team B, all ready and prepared."
Alexi's voice shot back almost almost immediately after mine. "Everyone else is in place. Do it."
Right.
I extended my left hand forward, slowly bones began to erupt from my knuckles, it didn't hurt at all, my body seemed to naturally emit a type of anesthesia when I popped my bones out of my body. That's when a Chinese officer began to look at me closely. He would be the first out.
I pulled my hand back, and snapped it forward again, sending a razor sharp bone flying from my hand. It easily penetrated his face, entering through his eyeball and exiting through the back of his head. The guy was dead before he knew what hit him. That attracted alot of attention, which was exactly what I was looking for.
The Chinese guards all came running at us, that's when all hell broke loose. It seemed one of them was able to erupt into flames, and came running at us full speed. Specifically running at me. I quickly threw a punch aimed at his face, many bones protruding my hand like a glove made out of daggers. It seemed that when his brain got turned into minced meat, his flame ability seemed to diminish. I looked around, the quiet border street seemed to have erupted in a full out war. Blood everywhere, dead bodies, both Chinese and Gods littering the floor.
One of our guys, a giant with the ability to turn his skin into stone, was charging into the enemy, carrying a couple of Chinese on his back. Amazing how strong he wa-
*Boom*
I was sent flying, and landed on the soft ground beneath me.
Everything went black.
I woke up, wildly looking around. Looking down I could see I had a couple of broken ribs, the ribs popping out of my side. With each breath I took the ribs poked out even further, tearing my skin open. I gritted my teeth, and pulled the ribs out of my side, new ones taking over the place of the destroyed ribs.
What the fuck hit me?
That's when I saw it. The Chinese had a tank. It wasn't a figurative tank either. It was a real, honest to God type 99 tank. My clothing was teared to shreds, just as I had predicted. What the fuck was a tank doing here?!
My thoughts were kicked aside by the sound of whirling helicopters above. About 6 or 7 of them to be exact. Chinese soldiers were parachuting down into the battle, while others were shooting rifles at my men.
"Boss help me!" A small voice could be heard in the battle field. I looked around, and spotted the owner of the voice. My eyes widened in shock. It was Joshua, the small little kid that hugged me earlier. He was surrounded by soldiers, each of them beating him with clubs. I stood up, tearing through the air, charging at them. Both my arms had turned into shredders, with multiple sharp bones everywhere.
My first victim was killed rather fast, getting his jugular cut open. The second Chinese guard drew his head back, trying to dodge, only managing to get his lower jaw cut off. Joshua kicked up, catching a guard in the crotch, giving me the opportunity to stab him through the chest with my arm.
"Joshua are you alright?!" I yelled, my voice barely audible over the sound of the helicopters.
"I think I-"
*Poof*
The gunshot ripped through the air. Where Joshua was standing, now lay a corpse, half of his head missing, blood and brains pouring everywhere. I looked up and scanned the air, spotting the sniper. The gun aimed at me, I only had a couple of seconds to do something. Quickly I made as much bone as possible push through my arms and covered my face. However, 6 inches of bone could only do so much against a high caliber bullet. The impact sent me flying backwards, both of my arms shattered, with my left forearm completely blown off.
Lying there, all I could do was look around as my men were all getting killed. The blood loss was too much. The darkness began to creep on my peripheral vision. All I could do was see my men get killed, and my dreams drift away, along with my consciousness.
......
....
..
"Wak..p"
"Wake..p"
"Wake up.."
"WAKE UP!"
I shot upwards, looking around.
Chapter 3: The Present
"Joshua! Where are you!?" I yelled, sweat running down my face. Breathing heavily, I looked at the person that woke me up.
Stephanie looked back at me, with a frown on her face.
"Stop talking in Polish, you know I don't understand you." She said, oblivious to the fact that she was in my room, yelling at me for yelling in my room.
"Apologies. Russian is home language. Dream I have was in home." I tried to explain, despite my horrible English, it seemed she understood.
"Well, ok. Just wake up, you were mumbling in your sleep. We have to go." She explained.
"You are correct. Today is day of signing up, no?"
"Yeah, today we get to sign up for official membership in AEGIS. Have you been asleep this whole month?" She asked, smiling at me.
"No, I have not been asleep this month. I only sleep at night." I told her. Explaining that I only did sleep at night, except when I dozed off during the day.
"No, not like sleep like that, I meant that you were sleeping as in that yo-..you know what, never mind. Just hurry up and get downstairs." She scolded, exiting my room and leaving.
That girl was crazy. English was hard. He looked into his mirror and saw his scarred face. The only good thing Stephanie had was that she was one of the few that could see me without my mask or prosthetic arm on. I had lost both some years ago, although the exact reason why I had lost them was unknown to me. The AEGIS doctors told me that it had been due to some type of cancer in my bones, thanks to the fact that I could extend them and extract them, my cells had never adjusted. I don't know how much of that is true however. For one, the dream I had is a reacquiring dream, about Alexi, and Joshua, and the Gang of Gods. However, every time I try to look up anything related to the Gang of Gods, all I get are blanks. The Doctors say I have an extreme form of amnesia. No matter. Right now, thinking back to my dream I am certain I have an actual dream. A goal. My dream is to find Alexi, and rediscover my past. First, however, I have to go get signed up for AEGIS. I could only wait.
The following chapter will be my character sheet, but that will be posted in the actual character submission thread.
I will edit this and post a link once that is done. Thanks for reading
I will edit this and post a link once that is done. Thanks for reading
