Main description in Synopsis, will uptade. In the nano-suit is a HUD system with isntant uplinks to the eyes from internet and databases from all different sources. It displays relevent information such as name, gender, age, weaknesses, strength, ECT
XII, being an experimental super-soldier, has heightened reflexes and awareness. The main ability developed for modern warfare with this strange figure was the athletic ability and speed to dodge bullets from almost point blank range. Aswell as skills in martial arts and weaponry. Extremely agile.
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XII
A strange figure that was the result of a military 'super-soldier' experiment gone wrong. Wearing a nano-tech suit that covers every single stretch of the body (including head) and over that a large black, hooded cloak. Identity unkown.
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Nevan, as played by RolePlayGateway
Description
Personality
Curious about the world, but tends to be serious and not understand jokes. It doesn't mind combat, although it prefers peacefull solutions.
Equipment
Unkown
History
Unkown
So begins...
XII's Story
XII blinked, trying to decide now what to do. Despite being allowed to explore the world, it was still prisoner... It still had so many rules to obey on the pain of death. It was a saddening thing really, to be in a prison without bars. But it didn't have to obey the rules... It could choose not to... It could choose to be free, even if it had to live with the threat of being hunted like a fox. It blinked, and then looked back up to Elkrazar, "I will be back soon, I need to go and decide something." Upon that it stood up and ran out of the bar quickly.
Number One looked over to Johnny Izumi with the full confidence of the men watching his back. "It would be the second option, the one involving money." He said with the slightest of grins before placing his briefcase down onto the table next to the one the Invictus PMC were using. He opened it up, then span it around to face them. It held a picture of the hooden figure known as XII, aswell as an order underneath saying: 'Wanted dead or alive'. The reward ranging from $1,000,000 for dead to $2,000,000 alive. And the mercenaries would be a ble to tell they were serious, as the poster was laying on the briefcases contents, cash in used notes. Number One gave them a smirk and said, "I need this experiment back dead or alive, the reward is shown truthfully. This is far bigger than the Invictus PMC so do NOT try to double-cross us."
Number One kept up his grin as he heard the man say 'accept'. "We are government run, so expect to hear from us soon. Just one more thing... XII is not exactly an easy target, expect injuries and in the worst case, casualties. You will get this briefcase when it is done." Upon that the man picked up the briefcase and passed them the poster, before closing the briefcase and walked back out of the bar. The last word he thought in the building was, 'expendable', which was why he chose them in the first place. Then after he had left the armed men around the room each took out a small coin and threw it into the center. Smoke sprayed out, blocking out most of the room's visibility for around 20 seconds. When the smoke cleared, all of the armed men were gone and a wad of cash was on the counter to pay for the windows.
Elkrazar Skorous noted the shift in Salarial's muscles, glancing down to see her hands resting against the weapons. 'She'll back me up, now the stakes are higher. I have more than myself to plan with, but at the same time, more responsibility.' He took the final drag of the cigarette, placing it in a nearby ashtray. His eyes then flashed as he heard the words 'government' and 'XII.' Then coughed a bit as the smoke filled the room. Visibly he relaxed, and then nodded to Salarial. "That's good. It's over. You can come out of readiness. I think I might see if I can convince the mercenaries to reject the contract -- their leader said they had morals. I doubt they'll be slavecatchers." He said this in hushed tones, turning a bit to prepare himself to stand, and then speaks out loud to Salarial in a voice that carries over the bar. -c-
XII walked back into the bar slowly, face hidden by the hood as it slipped over to the counter and retook a seat there, keeping it's head facing down. "I'm not going to follow their rules anymore..." It mumbled, not raising it's head. "I've decided to be free."
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"Don't go to sleep yet Serenity, We got training"
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as she sees a old woman with a stroller coming to the bar door she jumps up an runs to the door "Mel Maitizu you get to see my prides an joys "
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She took in a deep breath smiling at bandit.
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XII looked up at Elkrazar and shook it's head, "I'd rather not draw attention to myself... But... If they are after me I suppose I have no choice... No-one apart from me and the doctor in charge of the experiments have ever seen my face. So if I take the mask off they might not recognise me."
XII nodded, a metallic whirring sound was heard as the mask extended back and dissapeared completely so the suit was worn from the neck down. Then XII lowered it's hood, revealing itself indeed be a woman. A beautiful one at that, with light blue eyes and a perfectly formed face. She had brown hair that fell back over her shoulders and down to just above the middle of her back. She took the glass of water and brought it to her lips, sipping it slightly before putting the glass down, "It tastes quite nice, actually," the woman said with a voice that was not filtered by metal for the first time in her life. It was a calm voice, one easily capable of seducing and getting what she wanted.
Elkrazar Skorous nods, reassuring himself that there wouldn't be trouble this way. "So, do you have a name?" His voice was at a normal volume this time, both a prompt and simple conversation. He glanced over at her, feeling a familiar tingle in his lower stomach, a slight fluttering in his chest, but stilled it. He turned slightly, facing toward her as he leaned against the counter, his casual demeanor back and a genial smile plastered once more on his face, but still quite genuine.
XII shook her head, placing a hand to her eye to rub it as she then shrugged. She thought for a moment and then explained thusly, "No. Only the name XII and Two-Leaves. I think I prefer Two-Leaves though, it sounds much less... Controlled... If you will." She took the glass and sipped it again after saying this, keeping the edge close to her lips.
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(She doesn't think much, as you notice)
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XII nodded and then took another sip, smiling faintly. "Two-Leaves always calmed me, there was one doctor who used to be kind to me. She said Two-Leaves was a beautiful name and that it described my character, I see no similarities personally." She explained before putting the glass down on the bar and resting her elbows on the counter and her chin on her palms.
Elkrazar Skorous nods once more, slowly, finishing the rest of his water before pouring himself a little more. It was necessary to prevent a hangover the next day, he knew, so he took the water liberally. "I can somewhat see how it would describe your nature. I just don't know enough to fully make the connection, though."
XII gave him a grin and then folded her arms. "I don't think it can at all, I don't really feel as if I am two leaves. But... It's a nickname, and it gives me humanity... Makes me more than a number on a cell door."
Elkrazar Skorous smiles, finishing that glass and then pours himself another glass. Fortunately the bottle of water is rather large. "Indeed it does, and that's a big step towards individuality."
XII blinked in surprise at how much the male was drinking. How did he last through so much without needing the bathroom facilities? She shrugged it off and took another sip of her own water, then the glass in her right hand as she spoke further, "I am a weapon. A failed one at that, I do not believe I can ever find individuality."
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then held the glass**
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Elkrazar Skorous grimaces, shaking his head. "No, no, you're human, not just a weapon." A moment, he felt the stirrings of liquid in his lower abdomen, but keeps them still with a force of will. He then finishes the glass, pouring just one more, that would be the last one before he was finished. He might have to use the bathroom at that point.