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Good day viewers. This is Markus of HNN reporting breaking news. The government has announced a top secret project that has been hidden deep in the secrets of the Army. A group of scientists where experiment genetic engineering and wondered if they where able to create there own creatures. Well they where able to! Since the Emperor is a big fan of Greek Mythology he asked the scientists to make a Minotaur! Yes a Minotaur! Scientists took human DNA from a Hoplite and took a bull's DNA too. They also used some "unknown" DNA found in the ancient labyrinth on Crete that myth says where the Minotaur was. Well guess what? They made it! It's currently being transported to the newly constructed labyrinth on Crete. All people committing serious crimes will receive the new capital punishment. And it is being dropped into the labyrinth where a very painful and ugly death awaits. Please stay tuned for more information we receive.

Also the Emperor announced that any nation wishing to send criminals to be dropped in the labyrinth is welcomed to do so.

Also here is the only picture of the Minotaur. It's also equipped with a steel axe not shown in this picture.

http://eq2.ogaming.com/gallery/albums/album52/minotaur.thumb.jpg

OOC: If you want you can send criminals and RP them trying to escape the labyrinth while the Minotaur is after them.

May I purchase some Minotaur DNA from you? Oh, and I have a few disobedient Shoobans, a few communists, and other dregs of society I'd like to toss into the Labyrinth, if you don't mind.

-Generalissimo J.L.

Encrypted Message

To: Generalissimo J.L. of Roach-Busters
From: Emperor Nikolaos Onassis

Feel free to transport them to Crete whenever you feel like. The Minotaur hasn't been fed yet and its dying for fresh meat. And about the Minotaur DNA. It wasn't intended to be used to make a profit but since you are a close ally and friend we will deliver a cloned Minotaur DNA to you by our scientists for free. You can edit the DNA to have different traits. Please do not sell it to other countries and treat the Minotaur well. If you feed it and treat it well it will never think of escaping and trust me its extremely intelligent.

-Emperor Nikolaos Onassis
Athens, Greece

OOC: Are you going to RP them trying to escape the labyrinth?

Encrypted Message

To: Generalissimo J.L. of Roach-Busters
From: Emperor Nikolaos Onassis

Feel free to transport them to Crete whenever you feel like. The Minotaur hasn't been fed yet and its dying for fresh meat. And about the Minotaur DNA. It wasn't intended to be used to make a profit but since you are a close ally and friend we will deliver a cloned Minotaur DNA to you by our scientists for free. You can edit the DNA to have different traits. Please do not sell it to other countries and treat the Minotaur well. If you feed it and treat it well it will never think of escaping and trust me its extremely intelligent.

-Emperor Nikolaos Onassis
Athens, Greece

Thank you, my friend. Your generosity shall be repaid manifold one day. If ever I can return the favor, please let me know. Oh, and the scum are on their way.

-Generalissimo J.L.

OOC: Are you going to RP them trying to escape the labyrinth?

(OOC: Yes.)

RB Military Base, Greece

"Awright, lissen up!" bellowed General Augusto Stroessner Debayle, the veins in his neck bulging profusely. "I want those Shoobans who drank all the Mr. Clean brought here at once, along with those two communist spies we captured earlier today. I want them tranquilized, dumped into a huge wooden crate, and shipped directly to Crete. Do you get me?"

"We get you, sir!"

Outside of Labyrinth, Crete

"Umm captain that Minotaur is getting really hungry. It wont stop banging on the walls and roaring."

"You scared private? Get back to your duties! And to calm you down and Roach-Bustians are bringing some worthless Shoobans and Communists to be fed to the Minotaur so get everything ready."

"Sir Yes Sir."

The soldiers in camp started getting everything ready for the coming criminals to be dropped into the labyrinth.

OCC: Is this an open RP? If so, I'm interested. I like the "Escape the Labyrinth" idea.

A black, sleek, scrupulously polished military helicopter made of an impenetrable, virtually indestructible alloy, its underbelly heavy with armament, descended slowly to the ground, landing outside the temple. One of the RB soldiers muscled the door open, and he and some other recruits carried out the huge wooden crate, from which screams emanated. They saluted the Greek soldiers. "Sir, here's the Minotaur's snack," one of them said, snickering mischievously.

OOC: Omni-Psychotia it is an open RP.

IC:

The captain greeted the RB soldiers.

"Perfect timing guys. That Minotaur was just going wild with starvation. You two there get this crate open and load the prisoners onto a helicopter and drop them in some random area of the labyrinth."

"Yes sir."

Two Greek soldiers approached the crate and opened it while seizing the criminals. They transported the criminals onto a transport helicopter. The helicopter lifts up from its landing pad and flew over the labyrinth. It was close to the ground so the prisoners won't get injured so it can be a fair game for the Minotaur.

The two Greek soldiers pushed the criminals one by one of the helicopter into an area of the labyrinth that was far away from the entrance. While this was happening the Minotaur in another area was seeing all this. He knew this was food and picked up his battle axe and started searching its prey.

Dazed, disorientated, mildly nauseated, and confused, the Shoobans and communists looked around, perplexed. Because the interior of the crate had been pitch black, they had not witnessed their brief journey. They had no idea where they were.

"Way is wee?" a Shooban asked, twirling its finger inside its nostril.

"Stop that, pest, and start looking for a way out of here!" one of the communists bellowed, his thunderous, enraged voice echoing harshly in the labyrinth.

"Wai ist joo yerring at I? Wha'sa modda?" the Shooban asked.

"Meh, never mind." The two communists walked down a narrow corridor, observing hundreds of paths, with innumerable twists, turns, and dead-ends.

Shit. We're trapped like goddamned rats in a maze.

The situation was not made any better by the sound of a ferocious roar somewhere nearby.

The Minotaur kept roaring to strike fear into its prey. He turned left on a turn and finally picked up there scent with its trusted nostrils. The Minotaur followed the scent, some times having to turn back because of dead ends. After a few minutes of walking he started hearing sounds and the scent was becoming strong. He turned right on a corner and a few meters away lay the communists and Shoobans.

The Minotaur lift up his battle axe in the air and started roaring for finding his preys and he was looking at them hungrily thinking who he should go after first.

"Harro, Meestah Animo," one of the Shoobans said, reaching forward to shake the Minotaur's hand. The sixteen other Shoobans removed their loincloths, licked them, and placed them on top of their heads, which in the Shooban 'culture,' meant, "pleased to meet you."

Meanwhile, the communists took the opportunity to run around a corner, not caring what happened to the Shoobans.

The Minotaur was surprised they willingly came forth to be eaten. He noticed the other two humans that looked more intelligent because they started running away. He decided to leave them for now and torment them as they hear the yells of pain from these Shoobans. The Minotaur waved at the Shoobans to follow him back to his hideout.

The Minotaur was surprised they willingly came forth to be eaten. He noticed the other two humans that looked more intelligent because they started running away. He decided to leave them for now and torment them as they hear the yells of pain from these Shoobans. The Minotaur waved at the Shoobans to follow him back to his hideout.

"Ookey-dookey, Meesta Animo, we's-a gunna fawo joo," the lead Shooban said, and they started following him.

The Minotaur lead the Shoobans back to his hideout that took some time since he could not remember exactly where it was and the corridors of the labyrinth confused him a lot. There was a pile of bones of a cow in the hideout. The soldiers fed him a cow since the Minotaur was very impatient. There was also a cage installed onto a wall for the Minotaur. He opened the cage and took the lead Shooban and threw him into the cage and the same he did to the others except for one.

The Minotaur picked up his axe and gave it a good swing aiming it at the Shooban's neck.

"Grrrgwaaaaaaugh," the Shooban gasped, the split-second before its head went flying off. The head rolled across the floor like a bowling ball, the face locked in an expression of frozen terror. The other Shoobans immediately dropped to their knees and began to plea for mercy.

The Minotaur began eating the dead Shooban but immediately spat out the meat with disgust. The Minotaur didn't even like the Shoobans! But he decided he will kill them for his pleasure. He opened the cage and let go of the Shoobans so it can be a fair game. He pointed his hand down the corridor as a gesture to the Shoobans to run away.

The Minotaur began eating the dead Shooban but immediately spat out the meat with disgust. The Minotaur didn't even like the Shoobans! But he decided he will kill them for his pleasure. He opened the cage and let go of the Shoobans so it can be a fair game. He pointed his hand down the corridor as a gesture to the Shoobans to run away.

"We'sa doan wonna p'ay tag!" the Shoobans protested. "We'sa want'choo ta wead us a sto'wy!"

The Minotaur could not believe his eyes how stupid these Shoobans can be. He gave another swing of his axe onto the Shooban that just spoke. And turned to the other Shoobans. He charged toward them with his axe up ready to chop some Shoobans to pieces.

The Minotaur could not believe his eyes how stupid these Shoobans can be. He gave another swing of his axe onto the Shooban that just spoke. And turned to the other Shoobans. He charged toward them with his axe up ready to chop some Shoobans to pieces.

The Shoobans' bodies tumbled apart, making a very gory mess.

Meanwhile, the two communists groaned with dismay when they turned a corner- and found that they were right back where they started.

The Minotaur decided to go after those two humans that escaped him before. He tried following the path where he first found them. With the help of his nose he was able to pick up there scent and lead him right to them. Again he roared and charge toward them with his axe up in the air.

The Minotaur decided to go after those two humans that escaped him before. He tried following the path where he first found them. With the help of his nose he was able to pick up there scent and lead him right to them. Again he roared and charge toward them with his axe up in the air.

The communists screamed, turned around, and tried to run.

The Minotaur charged after them, running like a crazed bull. The Minotaur was much faster and was caching up to them. He had his axe out ready to swing it when in range.

The Minotaur charged after them, running like a crazed bull. The Minotaur was much faster and was caching up to them. He had his axe out ready to swing it when in range.

One of the communists tripped, scraping his knee raw. He whipped his head around and screamed hysterically when he the cold steel of the axe glint beneath the malevolent glare of the Minotaur's eye, as it braced itself to shear him to pieces.

The Minotaur bounced onto the fallen communist and with a strong swing of his axe he chopped right into his back. Leaving him to die he went after the other communist.

The Minotaur bounced onto the fallen communist and with a strong swing of his axe he chopped right into his back. Leaving him to die he went after the other communist.

The other communist turned around the corner and bolted down a long, narrow, winding corridor, wondering which of several hundred paths he could take, knowing that either way, it was probably hopeless.

The Minotaur followed the communist around the corner and ran down the corridor after him. He better think fast which path to take or the Minotaur will be on him in matter of minutes.

The Minotaur followed the communist around the corner and ran down the corridor after him. He better think fast which path to take or the Minotaur will be on him in matter of minutes.

The communist darted around a corner, running like hell, but then skidded to a halt.

A dead end.

He was trapped.

Shit.

The Minotaur approached the communist slowly. He was pleased that he final caught his last prey. He lifted his axe up and was slowly approaching the communist.

OOC - Lemmi join in

IC - A neon black copter was flying low over the labyrinth. It was being fired upon by several ground forces around the outside.

"We are hot! We are hot!" Screamed the pilot.

"Just get us close enough!" Shouted a soldier behind him, holding an automatic to his side. "We will do the rest"

A missile came flying through the air, narrowly missing the blades.

"Screw this!" Shouted the pilot "Abort mission!"

The soldier reached over the chair and grabbed him by the neck.

"Listen, we have a mission to kill this freak of nature, now do your job and get us down there!"

The pilot broke free from the soldiers grip, but as he did a second missile ripped through the interior of the copter. Screams were heard in the back, the pilot shouted from the cockpit "we are going down, we are going down, brace for impact"

The copter fell out the sky, and smashed into the maze below, knocking down several walls in the process. As the dust settled, the soldier stood up, limping from the site, he shouted "okay, who made it!?"

There was silence all around him. "I thought as much!" he exclaimed.

He looked around. He was in trouble now. He was on his own in a maze, with only his gun for company and a mission to do, he would not fail, he had never failed a mission.

OOC: If you actually RPed your way in you would have never made it pass the island's defenses but I will let that go since this can turn out interesting.

IC:

"Damn it soldier shoot the copter down! How the hell did they got through the island's defenses?"

"Shit! Captain they crashed into the labyrinth and there are survivors."

"What are you waiting for? Get in there and kill the survivors! They are armed with guns!"

"Are you crazy man?! The Minotaur is in there!"

"Why will it kill you? You fed him that cow remember?"

"How will he remember if I fed him the cow?"

"The Minotaur isn't as stupid as you are soldier! We have nothing to fear. I will accompany you myself. Crimson Guards report to duty!"

25 Crimson Guards formed a line ready for battle.

"We are to enter the labyrinth and kill the intruders. We move out now!"

"Yes sir!"

The Crimson Squad marched into the labyrinth. The captain had a digital map of the place and was not afraid of getting lost.

The Minotaur was about swing his axe onto the communist when he heard of the explosion. He left the communist where he was. The explosion was more important and it sounded threatening. He turned around and picked up the scent of the smoke from the explosion. He decided to follow it.

OCC: Sorry I took so long. Been very busy lately.

IC: The surly OPM (Omni-Psychotia Mercenary Co.) officer shook the hand of the Greek soldier and handed him a case worth about 5 million Gil.

"Thank you very much, good sir. I'm glad we have the opportunity to feed such a fine specimine such a grand meal. We hear terrorists taste like chicken." The unkempt but dangerous looking of OPM thugs laughed coarsely at their commander's joke, and the Morieth freedom fighters being led into the Labrynth cringed.

Most of the members of M.U.F.F. (Morieth Union Freedom Force) were accountants and lawyeres, and were easy meals for the terror that lay within, but one man was different from the rest.

The surly Officer stopped him with a raised arm, "Rumley, it was about time. We've been chasing you for long enough. Now you're gonna meet the end that the spirits of the men-my men-deserve to see."

"If you think I enjoy myself when I take life, then you're mistaken." Rumley's gaze never left the cold stare from the Commander, who smiled slightly. Rumley never smiled, and wasn't doing so now.

"I respect that at least, and that's why I'm giving you this," The Commander shoved a battered old double-barrel 12 gauge into Rumley's chest. The Greek soldiers looked at him questionlingly.

"Don't worry," Reassured the Commander, "He won't resist, he may think he's got a chance inside, but it's all false hope in the end. And isn't that worse that certain death?" A few thugs muttered agreement.

The Commander gave Rumley a box of shells and rested his pericing gaze of hatred on Rumely's eyes. "Here you go, scum. Have a nice vacation...hey, you deserve it, buddy." With a clap on the back and a kick in the ass, the Commander threw Rumley into the maze.

Ammo: 24
People to Protect: 6

OOC: This seems like an interesting thread, and original to boot. I'd like to join the RP by testing an elite unit of my 95th Regiment if thats good to go with you. I await your response.

It appeared as if Kaleb was the only survivor from the crash. He got all the equipment he could from the craft. He managed to find two shotguns a pistol and he was still holding on to his automatic.

As he was climbing over rubble he noticed a small hand held computer on the ground. Grabbing it quickly, he realised exactly what it was. It was a heat sensor. This would be able to detect living things in the vicinity.

He didn't remember ordering these for the mission, someone must have gone behind his back. Well he wouldn’t let it go to waste. He slipped it in his pocket and looked back on the ground. He saw the pilot lying there.

He had been right, it was too hot, they should have pulled out while they had the chance!

He was going through the scene in his mind when he noticed the pilot breathing.

He was still alive

He pulled the pilot up, when suddenly he heard a roar. There was no time to wait for the pilot to regain consciousness, he held him on his sholder and went through the nearest opening in the wall. He would have to face the beast soon, but he was in no state to fight.

To Nikolaos The Great

I write to you as an enemy of the State of Christac. I would like to make a proposal. If I were to supply your country with a good supply of uranium, could I send you several head people we have acquired that I wish to "dispose of"?

Alexia Pouzran
Christac's Neo Nazi Party

Skinny87: I don't want the Minotaur to face a trained group of soldiers since it doesn't stand a chance.

IC:

Omni-Psychotia:

The Greek soldier eyed the case with greedy eyes but quickly got back to his senses.

"Nice doing business with you. The Emperor will be pleased. I also do not worry much. He won't stand a chance by himself in even if he is armed with a gun."

He turned to another guard and signaled him to lose the entrance of the labyrinth with the massive steel gates.

Border Islands:

The Crimson Squad continued through the labyrinth and where getting close to the smoke and they where hearing roars coming from the Minotaur. The captain figured that the Minotaur found his prey or was getting close to it. They continued through the confusing labyrinth and once and a while the captain checked the digital map to make sure he wasn't leading the squad into a dead end.

The Minotaur approached the crash site seeing the copter in flames. He checked the site and found a few burned bodies. He picked up another scent but this wasn't the smell of burning flesh but fresh flesh. The Minotaur knew the prey was close and ran down the direction the intruder was taking.

Kaleb was around the corner from the beast. He had his automatic raised in one hand and the heat sensor in the other. The animal was going to be coming round the corner soon, and he was ready. The pilot was resting against the wall next to him, blood dripping from a gash in his arm.

Keleb looked down at the heat sensor again. Something was wrong. It was reporting another twenty something life forms in the area.

Well he would have to sort them out when they became a big enough problem. For now the Minotaur was his enemy.

The Minotaur knew he was just around the corner. Hungry for bloodshed he turned the corner with out caution and faced the intruder in the eyes. The Minotaur began to roar and raised his battle axe.

The Crimson Squad heard the roars and knew where getting closed. The captain checked his digital map and, with an educated guess, he chose the route that will lead him right to the intruder.

"Come on soldiers! Follow me."

The captain ran down the corridor with the Crimson Squad following closely behind and while he was running he was holding on to his assault rifle ready to shoot.

(Note: The Minotaur's skull is really thick that bullets can't penetrate it.

Kaleb squeezed the trigger, causing a hail of bullets to come flying out the end, aimed firmly at the monster. Most hit the beast in the arm. Kaleb knew that this would just slow him down at best, pulling a grenade from his belt he formulated a plan.

He threw the bomb at the wall near the minotaur.

The explosion did not hurt the beast at all but it knocked down one of the walls. The animal would have to find another way round if it wanted him now.

The Minotaur felt the blast of the grenade and was thrown at its back as the passage to his prey was blocked by debris. The Minotaur lazily got up clenching at his gun wounds on his arm with his other hand. He roared. He was angry because he got outsmarted by a human. He picked up the scent again and tried to find another path.

While all that was happening the Crimson Squad met up with the intruder. All in formation the Crimson Guards all pointed there guns at the intruder. The captain stepped further.

"Drop your weapons, intruder, or be killed." Said the Captain.

Keleb dropped all but the automatic. He refused to let go of his trusty weapon. He aimed it at the guard who was speaking to him, whilst kicking a pistol towards the pilot who was now beginning to wake up.

"I will not drop this one" He said "If you want it, come and get it"

Two guards approached Keleb, the other twenty or so still had their guns pointed at him. This seemed hopeless

He would have to do something, but what?

Looking around he saw a passage which seemed to end in a hole a couple of meters away. What was down this hole was anyone’s guess, but one thing was for sure; it was a hell of a lot safer down there than up here.

The pilot woke up and grabbed the pistol. He fired three shots at the guards who were taken by surprise.

In the panic, Keleb ran and jumped down the hole. He waited and hoped that the pilot would follow.

He was falling, down and down. It was dark, and he did not know whether he would survive the drop, let alone what he would find if he did.

"This is hopless." one of the more pathetic looking accountants piped up, "We're all gonna die in here."

Rumley said nothings He peered left in the direction of the noise; combat. He glanced right. More corridore, but no sounds of conflict.

The problem was while Rumley's excellent sense of direction pulled him toward where the stuggle was, he could not risk the lives of these comrads aimlessly.

"We're going right." he announced the the group. His voice was calm and deliberate. It was obvious he was a man of little words.

A bold lawyer, thick in the chest and about 55 pounds heavier than Rumley, spoke up, "What gives you the right to decide where we go? I say we go back the way we came and try to get the door open."

"That won't work. We're going that way." Rumley grunted.

What escalated thereafter was a one-sided argument of whom had greater authority: a successful career lawyer with military training or a nobody with a shotgun. The end of this was punctuated by Rumley, "Well let's settle this so we can move on."

The movement was quick, but expected. The big lawyer boxed with effective smoothness, but technique is no match for experience. With a jerk backward, Rumley preformed a falling foot-sweep. With an "oof" the lawyer fell onto his back and was met with the heel of Rumley's boot to the bridge of his nose. The lawyer cried in pain as the crunch told him his nose was broken, and his eyes began to water immediately.

Rumley stood up and brushed himself off. He non-chalantly addressed the group of stunned onlookers.

"Someone patch him up, we're going that way." He started down the hallway to the right without looking back.

Behind them, sounds of conflict raged on.

Ammo: 24
Peple to Protect:5 and 1 asshole

Alexia sat at his desk in a basement in city 3 sector 4 of Christac. He had just received a phone call and needed to use it to his advantage. Quickly he scrawled;

To Nikolaos The Great

I write to you as an enemy of the State of Christac. I would like to make a proposal. If I were to supply your country with a good supply of uranium, could I send you several head people we have acquired that I wish to "dispose of"?

Alexia Pouzran
Christac's Neo Nazi Party

After this police sirens where heard outside, he had to run quick.