<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>I Want To Add In A Bunch Of Information About "The Lost"'s history and such, but I can't manage to describe it well in their profiles, so I want to do this thread, for me and others... Please do not reply to this, I want it to sit here for a little while to be read over by people involved in “Lost" and S.O.B. plots, and then sent to the scrolls. :) Thanks Dom Felp'Kjytt, 75 Late Evening, Several Days After "The Lost" and S.O.B. Incident In Bhim.</td></tr></table> Dom watched the tiny speck of red and brown hop and flutter from tree to tree from his hiding place in a gap among some leafy brambles. He was dressed in his usual brown trench coat, his only armaments being his dual custom handguns, even though they were armament enough. His hat was low over his eyes, and the brambles covered his leaning spot against a pair of intertwined trees perfectly. He watched the tiny form flutter the last few feet, and then land with a light thump in front of the bramble bush. He was a tiny Pendragon, with petite bat wings prodding out of a tattered black T shirt. He had large hoop earrings dangling from floppy ears and a faded pair of jeans. His fur was brown, with red tribal designs dyed into the fur almost everywhere visible. He also sported a pair of red eyes, finishing a distinctly “Goth" look, that might scare someone, if he wasn’t so tiny. Dom immediately walked out of the bush, making the tiny creature jump several feet into the air in surprise, but he soon landed and recovered however, and went into a squeaky hurried voice. <span style='color:red'>Hiya Dom, I got everythin you wanted, Profiles, Videos, Recordings, And even a super secret Hidden Profile on every member I found while lurkin roun The graders place. These guys are some sick guys Dom, they’re old, and if the profiles are right, they’re the only survivors from Earth ever! You should stay away from em Dom, I wouldn’t want my favorite customer to get shot, or even worse… Killed… I’ve seen people get killed afore Dom, it’s not fun, and if you died, how would I make my living!?</span> The tiny ‘dragon grinned at this, his large hoop earrings in each ear flailing around wildly as the petite spy hopped around madly. Dom stared expressionlessly at him for a moment, until the dragon settled down. <span style='color:red'>Sorry Dom, got meself worked up, You know I did get meself into a heckuva bit of trouble getting all this, especially getting those profiles… You know…</span> Dom didn’t even bat an eye. He immediately reached into his trench coat and tossed the dragon a tiny glimmering ring, 24 carat gold with a large emerald set in it. <span style='color:gray'>Thank you Kef, You’ll be hearing from me again soon, don’t spend it all in one place now…</span> Dom smiled lightly at the Young excited Dragon and picked up the small bundle of items that the dragon set before him, a video recorder, a set of tapes, a voice recorder, along with its own set of smaller tapes, and several brown envelopes all labeled with large red marker. Dom sifted through the pile for a bit, before picking up an envelope labeled, “Revol Profile". Full of both anticipation and hatred, he opened the envelope and drew out the stack of stapled paper… Commander “No Name" Revol. Birth Date: Unknown Age: Over 44+Years. (Exact Date Unknown) Status: K.I.A. Nationality: Pendragon, Neo Europe History: Commander Revol, despite his questionable unknown past, was a highly respected leader, soldier, and tactician. The Commander joined the E.D.C. (The Earth Defence Council) shortly after the long running United Nations was recreated under the new name. Revol served as a common soldier for the E.D.C., before being promoted several times in a short amount of time. He soon commanded entire armies, before being promoted a final time. He commanded the entirety of the E.D.C. armies, as the E.D.C. Grandmaster General. During his reign as the G.M.G. terrorism was cut in half, with all offenders being swiftly and severely dealt with. Not two years after he assumed the role, he approached the Council with a plan. The plan was to create a black ops team so efficient, even the most severe terrorist operations would be shut down within days of being discovered. Not only was the notion approved, but the end result was better than anyone could have hoped for. Revol started by recruiting a close friend, by the name of Alan Sanders, before turning to several underground organizations in order to find the rest of his team. He soon found Jeffery Hunt, the sole survivor of a top secret Russian/American joint experiment to create the perfect soldier. Next on the list was Khuyt Jepaj, the mysterious High Priest of “The Order Of The Chaos Temple", high in the Asian Mountains. The fourth and final candidate was the hardest to find. A United Nations (E.D.C.) top assassin turned rogue; David Gregory, also known as “The Blackest Shadow". Revol somehow convinced Gregory to turn back to the E.D.C. side, and the team began training at E.D.C. headquarters in Brigania Immediately. The team stopped almost all underground smuggling in E.D.C. controlled territory, and soon received top honors from the council. The trend of reduced criminal activity continued for several more years, before suddenly the rapine attacked. Revol and his team themselves led the E.D.C. full army into battle against the rapine, but to no avail, within a few short hours, the entire army was listed as dead, including Revol and his team. Their bodies, in full combat armor and with all their weapons, even Sanders large combat walker, complete with him inside it, were preserved and sealed in an air tight container, before being buried in the catacombs beneath the E.D.C. capital building, several hours before the rapine overran the building and killed all remaining personnel, including those left over that participated in the final stand off in the central council chamber. Revol was entombed with the words; “I Die Knowing That I Fought For My Fellow Pendragons, My Wife, And The Other Humans That I loved So Much, This Knowledge Shall Keep Me Happy In Death." Dom slid the papers back into the folder carefully, his face expressionless. That bastard… He thought, If he was such a great hero, and if he died happily, why has he and his team reappeared, and why are they on the side of the criminals?... He pushed all thought from his mind, and picked up the next envelope, labeled “Alan Sanders"… Lieutenant Alan Sanders. Birth Date: 43+ Years Old. (Exact Date Unknown.) Status: K.I.A. Nationality: Pendragon, New Tokyo State History: Alan Sanders, as far as we know, grew up as a normal child. However, around the age sixteen, he began fiddling with electronics, and soon became a skilled hacker, under the alias; “Whiplash". After graduating from a top school with a degree in computer technologies, Sander’s life took a turn down the wrong path. He all but vanished, cutting off all contact from his parents, his close friend, already well known Commander Revol, and just about everyone else who had ever known Sanders personally. He began a life of crime, stealing computer code and hacking into bank systems for wealthy crime families, never taking from the actual target, but being paid a healthy sum by the current employer. Sanders had also dabbled in Machinery by his early thirties, creating magnificent works of mechanical art. Several new, albeit totally illegal robotic security drones, detection gear, and Assassin Robots became available on the black market within the space of a few years, making Commander Revol’s job working for the E.D.C. all that much harder. After working for and gaining the trust of several different crime syndicates, “Whiplash" retired to a large mansion on the Spanish Coast. It was here, among piles of amazing new machines and failed prototypes for the ultimate Combat Walker, that Commander Revol tracked down his friend at last. After speaking with Revol for several hours one hot Spanish afternoon, Sanders agreed to join Revol’s team, although Revol had yet to approach the E.D.C. with the plan. He soon began planning the final Combat Walker, and finished it within a week, amazingly it was his best work ever, with the capabilities of a low level A.I. computer and a fully functional Pilot controlled Combat Walker in one. He fought alongside Revol as his second in command until the day of the rapine attack. Unfortunately as his walker was one of the largest targets, he was one of the last to die among the entire army, but one of the first to die when the actual team was finally swarmed and killed. Dom didn’t stall, he put Sanders profile away and drug out Khuyt’s… High Priest Khuyt Jepaj. Birth Date: (Exact Date Not Known, 30+ Years Of Age.) Status: K.I.A. Nationality: Pendragon, Chinese. History: The Order Of The Temple Of Chaos was always very mysterious group, with much more than simply praying sure to have gone on in the temple. The temple was founded thousands of years ago, with Khuyt only recently rising to the position of High Priest within 20 years of the rapine attack. Khuyt was the leader of this mysterious cult for many years, conducting cruel sacrifices, strange ceremonies, and multiple acts of severe inhumane crimes against humanity and pendragon kind. But strangely enough every agent sent into the temple grounds disappeared before sending even a single message back. The same thing happened with all large scale battles. Suddenly all video and radio contact would be cut off and then the troops would just suddenly disappear. Nothing could describe this phenomena, and so the E.D.C. left the temple and its worshippers enough alone. The only surviving member of the E.D.C. ever to walk within the temple grounds would be Commander Revol, when he went to ask Khuyt to join his new special ops team. Revol refused to disclose anything about the temple or its occupants however, by request of Khuyt, a condition for Khuyt joining the team. Khuyt’s full abilities were witnessed in battle. Not only was he skilled at riding a Hoverbike, usually his own customized version, but he was quite capable in guns man ship. His final trump card however, was derived from his time in the Chaos Temple. He had somehow over the course of his life obtained the ability to manipulate a strange form of red energy he referred to as “Chaos Magic". The energy was highly corrosive to anything but his own possessions, and it dissipated fairly quickly in open air unless controlled by Khuyt. Khuyt was a crucial member of the team, until his demise in the battle with the rapine. His chaos magic served him well during the battle, and he was one of the last few to die however. He was buried with his teammates with his Hoverbike. Dom again went immediately to the next one… Private Jeffrey Hunt. Birth Date: (29+ Years Old, Exact Date Unknown.) Status: K.I.A. Nationality: Pendragon, Soviet Union X (Formerly Russia, Formerly “Old" Soviet Union./United States Of North America History: Jeffrey Hunt’s files are “iffy" to say the least. His official U.S. citizenship states he was born and raised in the American State of New Alberta as a simple farmer, until he joined the army and was selected by Revol for his team, But His Soviet Independent Profile Card reveals his true history. Jeffrey Hunt was a test tube baby. He was bred from DNA taken from the strongest and fittest American and Russian soldiers. The procedure was a lost art, recently reinvented and tested on animals, including red buffalo and sheep. Hunt was trained from birth to be the best, and both the Soviet and American governments used him in countless black ops missions against terrorists, the E.D.C., and several other enemies of the Soviet American Alliance. After many years of fighting in secret, he began getting angry with his creators and their corrupt agendas. During a recon mission in E.D.C. controlled territory, he decided that he had had enough. He murdered his squad, and vanished into the criminal underworld of London. No trace was ever found by either the Americans or the Soviets, and a year after he disappeared, the search was called off. Hunt began work as a mercenary, soon gaining popularity and status among various different groups, until he was one of the best of the best. He Met David Gregory, “The Blackest Shadow" on many occasions, working with and against him, forming a sort of strange rivalry and friendship. It is not known how Revol tracked Hunt down, but after Hunt got over his distrust of the man, he finally warmed up to the idea of joining Revol’s new team. He joined Revol’s team, and fought under Revol with loyalty until his eventual tragic demise against the rapine. The final one… Dom picked it up more slowly this time, hoping it was interesting, because he had always found the team’s shadiest member to be the most frightening. He knew the damage that heavy duty sniper rifle of his could do, and in the hands of a skilled sniper like David Gregory… Dom shuddered and began reading slowly and carefully… Specialist David Gregory. (A.K.A. The Blackest Shadow".) Birth Date: (27+ Years Old. (Exact Date Unknown.) Status: K.I.A. Nationality: Pendragon, Nationality Unknown. History: David Gregory has absolutely no past, or so the records claim, before he joined the E.D.C. Unfortunately however, he soon found working for the side of “good" to be tiring, and immediately turned back to crime, even though he was the best Sniper and Assassin the E.D.C. had ever had. After changing back, after his absence, he emerged into the spotlight of the criminal underworld as a top notch Spy, Assassin, and all around Soldier Of Fortune. Known for his skinny, “weak" looking outer appearance, Gregory is nothing but weak. He immediately worked his way up to the top, until he became as “The Blackest Shadow" for his ability to virtually disappear using a new prototype cloaking device. The device was supposedly created by Alan Sanders, but that information is only a rumor. Gregory was always the first pick out of any Assassin, and always the last to be disrespected. He has a strict sense of honor, killing only those he is ordered to, his most notable job being the assassination of the leader of the Blueblood gang, where Gregory made his way up an entire skyscraper, floor by floor, with only a single casualty, being that of the leader, all other members being knocked out with tranquilizers or knocked unconscious by other means. Gregory encountered other members of the team on various occasions before joining the team, most notably Jeffrey Hunt, with several meetings with Alan Sanders on random missions. Gregory seemed to jump at the chance to join Revols team, and served as the team’s sniper and “special ops unit" until his eventual demise in the battle against the rapine. Dom sighed, slightly disappointed in Kef’s work, and leaned back against the brambles, not even caring about the sharp thorns that prodded him through his trench coat. It was a lot to take in. Revol was once a hero? His team was legendary on Earth? Everything was supposed to have died out on Earth… Even Revol and his team… Dom suddenly sat up and scrambled through the papers, wanting to learn more. He picked up the file right underneath the profiles… “The Lost" Recent Sightings And Agendas… “Commander Revol was admitted to the Krokino Prison only two years ago for killing an innocent protester in Swaraj. Unfortunately not only were prison personel unable to take his armor and weapons systems from him, but with the help of another convict and some intruders, he escaped, and killed several prison staff." “Various “Lost" activity has been seen in the Nyonge Mountain Range, including increased criminal activity and most notably the activity of a certain Black Hovercopter used by the core team…" “A recent Gang war in Bhim’s Black Market ended in tragedy for several civilians when the S.O.B. (Shades Of Black) and “The Lost", two high profile criminal organizations, had an all out war on the city streets. The battle was soon over in a matter of hours, but the surrounding area was heavily damaged by an assortment of weapons and daemons. Both organizations main members escaped unfortunately…" “The Lost has come forward and openly challenged Finasis of the Red Feather Mafia For Control Of Bhim in the terms of several small member riots and posters scattered throughout the continent…" “David Gregory of “The Lost" was recently discovered while he was spying on a top secret Military related experiment in the Janardan Academy Basement levels…" “An entire Squadron of MK-20 Hydra Class Attack Droids were stolen from a military warehouse in Trilok by a large, heavily armed assault force bearing the Black color and Golden Eagle symbols used commonly by “The Lost" as a standard…" “Alan Sanders, the Second in command of “The Lost" (a criminal organization based in Boreios Sudesha,) was recently seen in public, with his well known and marked custom built combat Walker, in Bhim, where supposedly his Walker’s A.I. went renegade…" “Jeffrey Hunt, a member of the core team of “The Lost" (a criminal organization based in Boreios Sudesha,) was recently spotted near the Janardan academy grounds, his purpose was unknown…" “Criminal entities all across the globe have been speaking of massive gatherings in the Nyonge mountain range for a newly formed criminal organization, the organization, already known as “The Lost", supposedly has big plans for the world, including a massive planetary defense system being prepared for an eventual rapine attack…" “Commander Revol of “The Lost" was reported to have said in a conference recently, in open media, that his team and organization by no means plan to take power from the graders or the military, even in the graders moment of weakness. Revol was mostly disregarded by military officials however, and a close eye, a carefully hidden close eye, is still being kept on Boreios Sudesha, in case of “The Lost" executing a full scale attack…" Dom growled at this, and put away the papers. His next subject of observation was the small stack of video tapes and the tape recorder on which to play them. He loaded the first tape in, marked, “Proposition" and watched the events unfolding… Revol stood at the head of a long table; the cameras view that of an overhead one. He stood up; facing a number of intelligent looking business people, all dressed up in black and gray suits and ties. Revol was in his usual black combat armor, looking as if he was feeling a mixture of joy and blandness. “Now ladies and gentlemen… I have gathered you here today, all members of respectable companies, to present to you a business plan of epic proportions. It’s simple. There is no catch. I have established a contract already with all of your companies, in which I will supply military grade materials, very fine quality goods, and an assortment of weapons to each and every company every single month indefinitely if you sign a contract to give me 50% of your shares and profits. I know this deal seems highly unfair, and it is, but the goods I am promising you are very grand indeed, let me show you the first “good" on the list." Revol pressed a few keys on his forearm keyboard, and a hologram projector appeared. It displayed a large robot, with massive fists and large cannons on each shoulder. “Let me introduce to you, The Leviathan Class “Hulk" Security Drone. It Slices, It Dices, and it reduces all intruders to a nice little pile of smithereens. The model was only released two days ago, and only three others are currently operating at extremely high security military and research based facilities, where even the things guarding the facilities themselves are top secret. The Hulks are equipped with Sonic Shockwave Emitters, meaning that if the highly advanced A.I. dubs it suitable for the devices in the fists to be used, a massive shockwave of sonic energy will slam into any foe stupid enough to stay on the ground, obviously not made for indoor use. The drone possesses several plasma shield generators on various points on its body, further strengthening the drone’s 7 inch thick Neo Titanium Armor Plating. It possesses an array of weaponry all stored in a rotating weapons rack in the forearms, plasma rifles, three rates and strengths of fire, a napalm launcher, and the coup de grace, a Rail Gun. But the armaments you see on the shoulders are a different story… They are high density Energy Launchers. They send large blasts of superheated gas, which changes to an energy-like state, that not only travels at supersonic speeds, making it hard to dodge at close range, but it totally eradicates all electronic circuits that the shot comes in contact with, and melts the target into a pile of superheated goop. My friends, who wouldn’t want one of the Hulks guarding their factory? My organization already has several stationed at the various entry points to the mountain. Now who wants one of these, in addition to my guarantee of just as powerful weaponry every month?" Revol shut down the hologram, and as soon as he did, the entire room broke out in a clamor of offers and even higher offers, even though Revol had already set a price. Just as the din of voices hit its peak volume, The video ended in a blur of white noise and a fuzzy screen. Dom cursed, and gathered up the stack of envelopes, videos, and sound recordings. He would read, listen, and watch it all later. Now was not the time or place to be sitting around looking at confidential information. After taking a last look at the pile, labeled, “The Lost", he took off into the night…
