Supercops: Police Story (character RP)
OOC: You can be a cop, villain, triad member, or friends of either. Tech level is modern.
IC:
John walked briskly through the dirty and run-down streets. Looking into the shadows, he thought he heard someone running.
So this is Taichung...
As walked, the conversation he had earlier with the Minister of Police began to run through his mind. He was so happy when they put him in charge of his own station. It just didn't occur to him that it would be in Taichung, where the police turnover rate was five times the national average and 90% of the violent criminals in the country were apprehended.
Still, if anyone tried to do him over, it would have to be with a gun. John was a 7th dan black-belt, having won his division in the nationals twice in 3 years.
After it seemed he had been walking for hours, he finally reached the address given to him by the minister of police. It was a tall concrete building, surrounded by a three metre high concrete wall. There was a small rose garden nearby, with the whole place being noticeably cleaner and litter-free than the surrounding neighbourhood.
John took his sunglasses off. It was a cloudy day anyway and he didn't really need them. A red laser beam shone into his eyes and the door clicked open.
{Tag; For Postage Purposes}
Bonstock
31-12-2003, 08:16
ooc: can I act as my government, supporting the Triads (whoever they are)?
OOC: No problem, fairly open-ended.
I'll be a cop (psychic only)
I'll be a cop (sidekick only)
OOC: Turn up ICly, meet him while he unlocks the door or something
Glorious Humanity
31-12-2003, 10:36
[OOC: Tag, will make a character later. Probably be a bad guy for a change. :twisted: ]
Chang Ung opened the door of the Limo as black suited man suitcase cuffed to his wrist got out Ung nervous fiddled with the knife under his trench coat this was gonna be tense a meeting with a rival Triad gang usually ended blood
the man's name was Joe Chow he was a Triad big hitter leader of the coiled dragon gang who owned the east side of Taichung he looked at his watch then back at Chang
"Their late!" said Chow as he checked his Beretta pistol
"Maybe their gettin more of their members" replied Ung
no sooner then they said this three Sedans pulled in and 12 gang members got out they wore expensive suits and jewllery and carried automatic weapons the atmosphere was tense Chang dared not even swallow it was that bad
BUMP (One cop can't respond to a call-out like this!)
what we gotta wait for more cops?
"Chow!" shouted a Triad member
"Mr Fung wants to know weither or not you got the goods?" asked the Triad member
"I have it 20,0000 in marked bills does he have my daughter?" repiled Chow
"He has your daughter how long he decides to keep her depends on how big your balance is" repiled the Triad member
"Damm Fung if he.............." Chow caught his tongue
"Id mind your mouth Chow the Coiled Dragons are yesterdays news man this is Banshee territory now pay up or never see your daughter again man her head would look good floating up the Taichung river man" the Triad member began to laugh
Chang looked around he could take this punk how dare he talk to Mr Chow like that he fingured the safety off his Automatic and looked for an avenue to start hell raing down
OOC: Well ive started the story off man is this gonna be like a Hong Kong flick style RPG with a bit of Jet Li Jackie chan inspiration?
Bonstock
31-12-2003, 19:03
ooc: Jackie Chan inspiration... wish I hadn't blown my old President Hu Li to bits with the new T-1 bomb...
ic:
At BSS command, a Triad member came in to meet with the military officials.
"Sirs, we have cooperated with you on many points. But we still want more."
"And what is that you wish, Mr. Jun?"
"We wish for weapons from you. You have never given us weapons."
"If the BSS ever gave you weapons, Mr. Jun, then we would be under most scrutany. Remember, we are trying to subjugate Asia, and you must remember your lpace in that scheme."
Mr Jun stood down, with an angry look in his eyes.
OOC: Well, John Chiang is a black-belt.
OOC2: Fire a few shots or something so then John hears.
IC:
John walks into the building, unaware that only a few blocks away there was an impending armed stand-off.
The former Driddish National Police SWAT officer found himself in far-off Taiwan. He'd resigned after a hostage situation at the Driddish embassy had gone to hell, causing the death of fifteen Driddish and foreign diplomats, as well as five members of his own SWAT element.
The man's name was Jace Aclyder, the former leader of the DNPD SWAT team. Jace had changed considerably since he left. For one thing, he had gotten a suite of useful (and expensive) 'biomods', most of which where illegal black market models. He had six total, his eyes where upgraded with regenerative implants that could heal grevious wounds in a matter of hours, his skeleton had been rigged with an illegal electrostatic discharge system that added fifty volts of electricty to his punches and kicks. Sub-dermal ballistic defense system implants allowed him to stop a 5.56mm round, which was also highly illegal in Driddain. The entire muscle structure of his body had been interwoven with kinetigel-elastic fibers that increased his strength 30% from what it had been. His legs had been upgraded to muffle any noises that he made while moving, and his skull had been outfitted with a neural interface that allowed him to hack into security terminals.
The only drawback was that most of these things required massive amounts of power, mainly the regeneration and the ballistic defense system. Jace's powerwell was only half-full, giving him around ten minutes of regeneration, or thrity minutes of being mostly bulletproof. The other four biomods didn't require power, which gave Jace an edge in most situations. After that embassy incident, he'd stopped wanting to play nice. He'd become a mercenary, selling his skills for cash, something he'd had little of with the DNPD. He had trained in Krav Manga during his ten years on the force, and was pretty well skilled with a handgun and an SMG. Jace had his old Puma, a Driddish semi-automatic that fired a .38 special round, on his belt in a leather holster, opposite three extra clips.
Jace wasn't imposing-looking by most standards: He had shoulder length, curly black hair that he tied back in a loose ponytail at the nape of his neck. His eyes where an unsettling green color. The former officer weighed in at 189 lbs, and stood at around 5'11". If most people knew he had more nanotech in him than a supercomputer, then he might get reguarded with more suspicion than his DNPD background brought him. He stolled around the Triad district, looking for work. If that failed, he'd hit the police station and ask around there.
OOC: Did I take the supercop thing a bit too far? :lol:
ooc: I claimed as cop.
ic:
"What's going on here? What's going on?" running in alert. "Tha name's Chris Carter." Then suddenly, a loud crashing sound aloud the scene. "Shit! Calling for back-up. I request back now! there is a problem at interstate 40 east."
*2 agents arrive*
"What's going on ?" Agent Nightshade asked. "We have a problem, Right there!" Chris replied.
"Holy Shit! What did the f--- did you do?"
John picks up the heavily vibrating radio.
"Hello, this is John Chiang, who is this and what is happening?"
OOC: Where have all the RPers gone? Long time passing...
John picks up the heavily vibrating radio.
"Hello, this is John Chiang, who is this and what is happening?"
"Hey John, what's up? You dont know me? I'm Chris Carter, L.A.P.D. We have a Military accident around 3 terrorists or more in a hotel building with more than 45 innocent people.
OOC: Er..not create your on situation, just wait for the others to do something.
OOC: Er..not create your on situation, just wait for the others to do something.
The former officer made his way to a local triad hangout, hoping to get into some sort of trouble, the kind that let him shoot things and paid well.
OOC: RP's usually take a long time. I usually post in the mornings and late at night. Occasionally I will post during the day. I'll send a few of my buddies your way, I think they might enjoy this RP.
OOC: Hello? Is this thing dead?
OOC: sorry, RL got in the way
OOC: Hard to RP with 2 ppl. Maybe it's time to let this die.