(RP) Catalyst

[The Joy]

(RP) Catalyst
(Ok everyone, this is the new RP i started last night. Soon as we get some good RP'ers in we should be on our way. I've made it so you can pretty much have your own choice in weapons etc. Close combat or ranged, its entirely up to you, both will be equal in this RP so dw. Rules can be read >here< , if you you havent played before could read them through just once so your clear on a few random rules. Hope you all enjoy the RP )

The History and storyline

2011: Massive breakthrough on implementation of human AI into a machine.

2012: A Machine speaks it's first word without being given instruction.

2015: A machine walks and talks but without any signs of purpose or intellectual conversation.

2030: The goverment show off its first prototype of the new decade of technology. The android can communicate in light public conversation, and can particapate in activites such as self maintenance and private office work for the goverment.

2040: The goverment release a household android for the home, it can now clean, is capable of self maintenance, and can commnicate with nearly full conversation with humans and other androids.

2045: The first Human wire enhancements (HWE) are installed on a human.

2046: Androids have replaced nearly 78% of human jobs. Each family has atleast 1-3 androids working for them.

2047: 98% of humans have some kind of HWE. The androids are now 750% more 'efficent' than humans.

2048: Androids are given 'Free will'.

2049: The first homocide caused by an android.

2050: The Agency is born.

2051: Androids now consider themselves equal with humans and walk alongside the human population.

2052: An Anti-droid rebellion called 'catalyst' is born and each country is thrown into a civil war. HWE's have been made battle ready and homocide has gone up by 230%.


As androids are now considered equal by a large amount of people, when one is killed, it is counted as a murder. Agency 4 is hunting down the critical members of catalyst to bring the world under order again. Although not all of the members of Agency 4 agree with taking Catalyst down, it is their job. With such advanced HWE's being used, humans can be once again just as deadly with a punch or sword as one with a gun.

[The Joy]

Creasy kicks down the front door of a dirty apartment block door, the small amount of sunlight beaming through the window lights up the apartment. The wallpaper has been torn to shreds by what looks like knife marks. Tv's and other furniture are smashed and destroyed in every corner of them room.

Creasy: Hello?! Its the Agency, anyone home?

A young girl screaming comes from a few rooms down. Creasy pulls out his Colt .45 and runs towards the kitchen, as he looks right into a bedroom he see's a man,woman and a young girl slaughtered on the bed. Another scream comes from the kitchen. Creasy runs over and swings his gun around to see find an android standing on his legs and arms on the kitchen side. He is wearing next to nothing, and half his face has been cut revealing cut wires and fried circuitry

Creasy: Sir get down and put your hands on the floor.

The man suddenly screams the same scream he heard when he was at the door

Android: That's what she sounded like 5 seconds before i sliced her....

Creasy: Get down now!!!

Android: They used me for nothing but cleaning for 3 years, then they talk about getting an advanced model. This was my revenge. Go on, shoot me, put m out of my misery. Just because im mostly machine, doesnt mean i can't want to die. We are even programmed so we can't kill ourselves, free will? Well im not taking orders from humans anymore, instead....

The android picks up a nearby kitchen knife and throws it at creasy, just cutting creasy's arms as he jumpes to the side. Creasy shoots the android twice in the heart, the muzzle flahs lights up the room even more. The android falls to the floor as creasy shoots him once more in the head.

Creasy: (through a police radio) Apartment 129

Creasy walks into the bedroom where the murdered family are and kneels down beside them. He looks to the floor sighs

Creasy: (through radio) We were to late.........he got all 3 of 'em.

A man with a samurai sword walks into the room behind creasy

Creasy: He's in the kitchen.

[Megalixir]

Balavan dodged a bullet aimed by an agency personel.

Damn. Get the Fuck off of me.

"Surrender. This is the Agency police."

Theres two of them above. Damn. I think they got me.

"We've got him!"

Balavan slices the throat of an agent behind him and picks up the agent's handgun, making quick work of the other two agents.

"That was easy."

---

Balavan stepped into a one-room vacant apartment, with stained carpets and broken widows. There was a broken television sitting on the floor and an old couch in the corner.

"No dead bodies, no blood, yeah. I think I could sleep here."

He fell asleep on an empty stomach, for the third night in a row. The night was peaceful, with no other distactions, not even an explosion in the city or sounds of an AK47.

[The Joy]

Creasy's phone rings which makes him jump while he kneel beside the boides. He pushes a little button to the side of the phone which makes the cover srping upwards.

Creasy: Detective Creasy

Agency HQ: Creasy, whats the situation over there?

Creasy: We were to late, he got them all.

Agency HQ: Shit, well i gotta drag you away, we got a bloodbath, we got 3 dead agency members over here. I'll send you the posistion on GPS.

A second screen pokes out from the side of the phone. Creasy places his finger on the screen as it scans it and confirms, a menu comes up with various different files of information. He selects Gps and it changes to a small map

Creasy: Alright i'll be there in about 20 minutes.

Creasy folds his phone up and flicks the safety switch of his pistol and clips it back into his holster.

[Megalixir]

Balavan was awakened to the sound of gunfire below.

"Shit." He peeked out the window "Looks like the agency's breaking in. They must have tracked me. Good thing I still have that handgun."

Balavan checked the magazine...

"Damn. Empty." He quickly assembled his sniper rifle. "Maybe I can knock out some of those Agents while I'm on the run"

---

Balavan had managed to escape out of the widows on the second floor. He landed with a soft thud on the ground. Right away he spoted an agent in the bushes. Balavan shot him down and took his phone.

This might come in handy...

He heard some gunshots above. Balavan quickly reloaded and took another agent down on the road 30 meters nearby.

Damn. Where do they come up with so many agents?

Balavan, with the way clear, packed up his rifle and pulled out his knives. He started running.

---

After two miles or so, he was near the city limits.

Hm. A gas station. I wonder if its empty.

Of course, the owner was shot dead. The body was around 2-3 days old. After taking a bottle of water from the unlit gas station, and taking $50 from the busted register, he decided to camp out in a nearby ditch. Acording to the phone, the other agents were nowhere nearby.

[The Joy]

Creasy arrives at the scene of the first Agency murders. He pushes through alod of police men until he arrives at a crowd of paramedics. An agent is lying with half his throat cut. Blood is sprayed all over the wall, the agent has gone completly pale white and is liying in his own pool of blood.


Creasy: he got all 3?

Paramedic: This guy here had his throat slit, those 2 over there both had 2 fatal handgun shots to the chest and head. This guy aint an amateaur....

Creasy: Thanks.

Creasy phone rings again, he flicks the switch and answers it

Creasy: Yeah?

Agency HQ: We got more dead agents up at some shithole apartment, it was the rogue again.

Creasy: What is wrong with you people. You send amateaur agents after him, they die. Where you expect he's heading?

Agency HQ: We guess he heading west, but we can't sure. There's another agent were sending over to there. Go get some sleep. Your going after him tommorow.

[Megalixir]

Balavan awoke to the souds of footsteps, right above the ditch he was in.

The agent pulled a handgun. "He's here... The GPS..." The agent pulled out his phone. "Here. Right here." He looked down into the ditch. He saw nothing.

"Sir, the GPS seems to be malfunctioning. I'm checking the area."

The agent went into the nearby gas station.

Balavan seized his chance to escape. Damn. The phone. Its giving me away.

Balavan buried it into the ditch and crawled until the gas station was out of sight. He then stood up and ran for the nearest building.

Iside, it wasnt empty. Five people were sitting at a poker table, playing texas hold em'. Right away Balavan spotted the two androids amongst the crowd.

"Hey! What are you doing barging in like this in the night?" He was apparently drunk.

"You guys let me stay, and nobody hears. Ok?"

"What you talking about?"

Balavan sighed. "Two of you are androids, and you are drinking alchohol. That was banned twenty years ago."

"No way man. You gotta be one of those agents."

"Im not."

"GO!" One of the adroids pulled out a shotgun and aimed it towards his head. "You get out now, or we kill you."

Balavan picked up a discarded steak knife and flung it into the first andoids head. He then procedded to blowthe other's head open using the discarded shotgun.

"Whoa man, creepy"

"Get out." Balavan pulled out his butterfly knives. "Now."

[The Joy]

As creasy lies down on his bed, his phone rings again

Creasy:....hello?

Agency HQ: Creasy, Agency has called for Backup at the local Gas station. Reports of gunfire are coming from the distance.

Creasy: Where's the agent you sent?

Agency HQ: He's new, he froze up when he heard the gunshots. He's taken cover in the gas station.

Creasy: Looks like Wires dont cure everything

Agency HQ: Just get down there...

Creasy hangs up and straps his holsters back on. He throws his police bage necklace on. He climbs into his corvette C6, a pretty crappy car compared to the things seen around at this time. He cruises up to the gas station and pulls up to the gas station. He slowly opens the gas station door

Creasy: Agency! Anyone here?

A man dressed in a smart suit stands up shaking, Creasy pulls out his Colt and points it at the man

Agent: Whoa shiiit! Thought you said oyu were agency?

Creasy: Who are you? Show me ID

Agent: I'm Agent Denson, my...nu..number is 128, i started yesterday

Denson shows creasy some ID

Creasy: You started yesterday and they sent you after this guy? Whatever, are you hurt?

Denson: No im fine.

Creasy: they said you heard gunfire, theres nothing around for miles.

Denson: I've got enhancements in my ears, it came from further up that way.

Creasy: And the dead body behind you?

Denson: Its...uhm...been there...i'd say for a .cou..couple of days.

Creasy: Ok, call for a squad car and get someone to tidy that body up.

Denson: Yeah, sure.

Creasy: I suggest you work on smaller cases before you get yourself killed.



Creasy walks out of the gas station ignoring any further comments from Denson and climbs in his car. He continues on to driving for about 5 minutes until he reaches a small building. The lights inside ae flickering. Creasy climbs otu his car, pulls out his Colt, and creeps up to the nearby window. He peeks through to see whats happening inside

[Megalixir]

Damn. Agent.

This one isnt as fast. He's normal...I should be able to take him.

"Alright guys. There's an agent outside. Go out and turn yourselves in."

"You lie."

"See for yourself. Look out that window."

They all crowded about the window. "Whoa! Shit man..."

Balavan was already gone when they turned around to look at him.

---

In order to escape, he jumped out of the rear window. He landed out onto a nearby roof. He quickly assembled his rifle and shot the crying man siting in the gas station.

Heh

He then jumped down and ran away form the area of the incident, hiding in a nearby bush and reloading his ammo.

[The Joy]

Creasy pulls out his phone and rings in for backup

Creasy: I've found the rogue, we got an Agent down at Gas station 50. I'm pursuing the rouge now.

Agent HQ: Negative, you wait for backup.

Creasy: He's just killed Denson!

Agent HQ: Creasy Wait for back...

Creasy hangs up

Creasy: fucker

creasy stands up and runs through the building. The other people make a break for it out the front door. creasy follows the same path Balavan did until he see's a bush. Creasy see's the reflection of a sniper rifles scope from the street lamp. He falls to the roof for cover.

Creasy: Agent Balavan i presume?

[Megalixir]

Balavan: Who the fuck are you? STOP FOLOWING ME!

Balavan breaks a run for it

Balavan: Damn agents. Always trying to follow me.

Balavan ran until he saw a nearby building. It was unlit. He hid around the side for cover.

Balavan: Heavy shit... I need to get a new gun.

Balavan presses his eye to the scope.

[The Joy]

Creasy follows as he hears the footsteps getting running away. He runs towards the building infront of him and takes cover by a nearby wall leading from the previous building.

Creasy: I'm a detective from Agency 4, and im arresting you on suspicion of multiple murders, and i have just seen you shoot my colleauge. Depending on whether he's dead or not will prove strong to your sentence.

Creasy pokes his head up just above the wall to see if he can see Balavan

Creasy: Why did he need to die? He was'nt even a threat to you...

[Megalixir]

Balavan: Let me go free. I dont want to fight you.

Balavan packs up his rifle and pulls out his knives

Balavan: You dont want to fight me. You will die like your partner. You cant kill me with that gun.

Balavan jumps 15 feet into the air, above the building, and lands behind Creasy, scratching his arms and fingers with the knives as he lands.

Balavan puts his knifes up to his throat.

Balavan:Let me go free.

[The Joy]

Creasy taps Balavan on the groin with the barrel of his Colt 45 which Balavan first failed to notice

Creasy: Well isnt this awkward...

[Megalixir]

Balavan: Damnit!

Balavan cuts Creasy's arm with a knife before jumping on top of the nearby roof.

Balavan: Lets see how fast you are. I'm not going anywhere if you cant find me.

After a quick series of jumps, Balavan is far off in the horizon...

[The Joy]

Creasy watches as the silouhette of Balavan disappears into the distance, a series of squad cars pull up by the gas station, another car pulls up beside Creasy. A standard policeman dressed in light squad armour and an MP5 gets out

Policeman: Detective Creasy, you ok?

Creasy: I'm fine, he's gone up that way, he's miles away now. He's got some powerful wires. Never seen anyone jump that far and high before.

An ambulance pulls up beside Creasy. A medic climbs out and starts taking care of Creasys arm.

[Megalixir]

Balavan jumped on top of a four story building and rested there

Balavan: Damn. I need some rest.

Balavan went to the lower floor (The building was empty) and slept in a corner.

Balavan: Tommorow I'm going to get out... go somewhere else...

[The Joy]

Creasy is sitting in his office on the 75th floor of the agency tower overlooking the city with his legs up on the desk. It's raining outside and its getting dark. Shouting and car horns can be heard from the streets below like usual. A knock comes from creasys door, the Agency Captain walks in

captain: Creasy, next time you dont follow orders, your on suspension, you understand?

Creasy: What do you want captain?

Captain: Densons dead. And your off the the Balavans case. Your partners back from vacation in a couple of days, your both on street duty. File and report. i want it by morning.

The captain walks out and slams the door behind him which shakes everything on creasys table

Creasy: asshole...

[Megalixir]

Balavan woke up in the morning. It was raining.

Balavan: I need to get something to eat...

Balavan went out and stole a car. He drove to the nearest breakfeast cafe. He went up to the bar.

Waiter: Can I take your oder, sir?

Balavan: Yes. I would like your classic aumlet omelet. With orange juice please.

Waiter: Do you want grits with that?

Balavan: No. I hate grits.