Due to WarPanda's request, I've decided to make this RP official.
The overview for this RP: viewtopic.php?f=22&t=20467

If you wish to join, the bio MUST or at least look like it is in this format:

Name:
Race:
Skills:
Age:
Weapon(s) of choice:
Talents:
Appearance:
Rules: Basically the same as the mods' rules.

I'll start:
In Rangtost the cruel mastermind, Rengalis sits at his desk, looking up above at Omega, a bulky, tall green robot with deadly looking red eyes. Rengalis grunts before taking a sip of tea. "Omega, I will send you alone for this mission." Omega shows no emotion whatsoever, but on the inside, he is jumping for joy. "I want you to excecute these two robots." He hands Omega a picture of Gear first, a crimson red robot that relies merely on speed and agility. Omega observes the picture and things enter his memory. "Gear: Crimson red android with long blonde hair that stretches all the way down to his abdomen. Appears to have light skin. Leadership skills appear to be very high, as well as his strength and speed. Weapon of choice is a Phaser, a laser like blade. Relies only on this factor. Base is in Cryxon."
Rengalis observes Omega. "Is it in your memory now?" Omega nods. Rengalis then hands to Omega a picture of Trek. Omega enters this into his memory. "Trek, brother of Gear. Like his brother, he has long blonde hair, that stretches down to his abdomen. He appears to wear a cerulean type of outfit. A real slacker. His team mates often don't trust him, and leadership skills are low, however strength is very high. Over-confident and lazy. Weapon of choice is like his brothers', a Phaser. Base is in Sefir." Omega takes this into account, and walks out of Rengalis' base. As he steps outside, he sees tons of human slaves working. He ignores this, and moves to Sefir to excecute Trek first.

Yo I'll join.Yeah I made this one because I realized that my last one Koshindo Konome was so plain. Well here.
Name:Dentrek Zori
Age:19
Gender:Boy
Race:Human
Apperance:Short Black hair,Green Eyes,Red Cape,Red Hood,Dark blue leather shirt,Brown pants,Fingerless gloves.
Height: 6 feet and 3 inches
Weight: 155 pounds
Weapon: No weapons
Personality:Controled,calm, and patient
Ability: Dentrek first ability is Constellation. Constellation is a ability that allows Dentrek to draw objects with miniture stars and lines from his fingers. With this ability Dentrek can draw anything and make it materialize. So he could draw a sword,a bow,a gun,lazers, and so forth. Although he can do this he is limited to 15 straight lines a drawing so you won't expect him to draw a giant lazer cannon or a submarine due to the lack of stars. Also he must make sure the star drawing isn't a complete mess because then it won't materialize.Fix is another ability. Fix can recover a broken part of a object and fix it by simply going around the edge of the broken object. In this ability he is limited to 10 straight lines. Dentrek next ability is Decompose. Decompose is the ability to shatter a object to stars. This will work on any object ,but the catch is Dentrek's fingers have to skim the edge of the object. So if a object is too big Dentrek might not be able to skim it or if its a weapon dentrek's enemy isn't going to stand there and let him shatter his weapon. Finally Dentrek last ability is Recompose and as the name implies this ability can bring objects that were decompose back to normal ,but after 24 hours of decomposetion the object can not come back.Fix,Decompose, and Recompose can not be used on living creatures.

Backstory:Dentrek was a regular boy living in a small village. His mother had died from some phyco killer. His two brothers had commited suicide and only his father and little sisters are left. One day Dentrek heard a voice calling to him. "Boy due you want the power?" The voice asked Dentrek was shocked and was trying to run from the voice it almost seems as though it was following him... or in him. After a year of being haunted by this trenched voice he finally answered "Ok! Just stop haunting me!" Then Dentrek felt a click in his stomach as that happened Dentrek rose from the ground. Then he was dropped "There you have the power now use it." The voiced crepped "But... how?" Dentrek looked at his finger it was glowing he then moved it and when he stopped a star formed. He then connected the stars to form a square. A square then dropped from plain site. Dentrek realized that this was the ability. Over the years he practiced and practiced this ability and now can use it at will. Along with his other 3 abilities. Dentrek left the village when he was 18 and decided to kill the phyco killer responsible for his mother's death.

Is this o.k.

OOC: http://forums.mcleodgaming.com/viewtopic.php?f=23&t=20830 acceptance?

WarPanda's is accepted, but Believeblood....what are you a member of?

I'll be a member of Trek.

Oh. Ok. Accepted
So uhh...commence the role play!
*All bios must be PM'd now*

In Cryxon, WarHawk was simply walking across the road. It was what he normally did, as this, due to the large amount of people that would rather mug you rather than anything else, was a good way to get into fights. He WAS a war robot after all-fighting was in his blood. Err, programming. Walking through every dark ally he could find, he had beaten up a few people today, but not quite enough. He was, as most pitiful humans would call it, bored. 'Frustratedly,' he sat on a wooden crate and rested his elbow on his knee, while resting his chin on his hand.

A few minutes later, a man who only appeared to be a bum walked up to WarHawk. "He-hey you! You wouldn't happen to have a few quarters on you, would ye? Or...a few hundred dollars?" The man stared at WarHawk wildly, and pulled a object from his pocket. A silver, razor sharp knife, which was previously tainted with the stain of crimson colored blood.

WarHawk glared at the man. A knife? Against a freakin' android? He almost pitied him. Almost. "No, but I DO have some lead. I hear it's REAL good for digestion." He said, trying to copy what these humans called... Humor? Was that it? Whatever, that didn't matter. His hand formed the traditional gun sign, the middle and index fingers forming the barrel while the ring and pinky finger formed the handle. All of this happened literally. He shot a bullet at the mans kneecap with his desert eagle half-heartedly dismissively hoping it hit.

Dentrek sat at his desk looking at a letter he had just recieved from one of his troops who were scouting the outskirts of Rangtost. It seems as though Rangtost had discovered the troops and killed all but one who managed to escape.The letter had said:

"I was barely able to escape, all of our men has been killed. Regarding to the mission we have found no weak points in Rangtost's defense. I'm afraid it's useless to get into rangtost from the outside. Please either send more troops or abandon the mission."

P.S. My comunicater broke during my escape and this is why I am sending a letter instead of using my communicator.
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Dentrek looked at the letter with a stern face.He didn't know what to do. Ovbiously sending more troops would be useless,but on the other hand he couldn't just abandon the mission.He thought for a few moments and finally came to a decision. He decided that he would go to Simalior to ask Gear for there help to find a weakness in Rengalis defenses.He took food and water and setted off for Simalior in one of the trek's giant hovership.

OOC: So Dentrek's going to visit Gear? And I thought you said you were in Trek's army, so why are you sending soldiers?

BIC: The man collapsed onto the ground, shaking with fear and frustration of his injured kneecap. "You-you son of a-" The man couldn't manage to speak anymore. All he could do now was scream in such agonizing pain.
As the man was screaming, a crimson red android passed, and looked at the victim. He showed no emotion, and it looked like he was focused on something else. Without looking at WarHawk, he asked, "Did you do this?"

OOC:Well I am taking some soilders just in case something happens during the trip.

"Yeah." WarHawk responded. "Idiot threatened me with a knife..." He continued, mumbling. "Why do you ask?" He questioned in an uncaring manner. He didn't know if this android was going to attack him or not, but he didn't quite care. After all, he was built for fighting. No red idiot was gonna beat him up. Then again, this robot looked familiar... he couldn't place it, but he did.

"Well, I'm looking for some new recruits..." Gear grinned. "and you seem pretty strong." He put his hand out to WarHawk. "Would you like to join me?"
He didn't care whether or not WarHawk said yes. He had better things to do anyway, but this android seemed like a nice addition to his army.

OOC:Edited.