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Cool, hard steel caress’s his cheek like that of a lover kiss as the darkness slowly lifts from over his eyes where am I? He asks as he tries to rise from the cold floor only to find his hands and feet securely bound together. With panic rising from deep within him he realises that he is in a truck on its way to god knows where. Slowly turning his head he spots a group of men sat talking together, dressed in thick rubber suits and masks causing their voices take on a metallic tinge as they talk to one another in Russian….Russian…well at least he’s still on native soil but why have they taken him prisoner? They are clearly military but which military? Federation? Imperial? There were so many soldiers within Russia these days since the outbreak of the civil war between the Russian Federation and the Romanov Dynasty in 2020, a war that had already lasted two years and was still going strong.
Whoever they are or what they are doing makes no difference to him, he has to escape, using his bound hands he slowly inches his way across the floor towards the canvas back of the truck hoping to slide beneath and drop onto the road, the possibility that another truck could be following this one doesn’t even enter his head he’d rather risk being ran over than arrive at his current destination. Moving around the unconscious forms of his fellow captives where possible and over where not he drew closer to the opening, he could already smell fresh and freedom. A booted foot suddenly made contact with outstretched fingers prompting a quiet moan of pain, his heart leaps into his throat and his breath catches as a cry of alarm comes from the soldiers now suddenly aware that one of their charges is trying to escape. He moves quicker, stealth no longer an option but the soldier is much quicker and unhindered by bound hands and quickly catches up with him. He stares up into a pair of large round flat eyes like those of an insect just as the but of a rifle comes crashing down onto his unprotected head sending him back to the darkness from whence he had come. Later he would awake in a strange room with no memory of his time on the truck or even who he was and how he came to be here, but for now he simply drifted within a sea of darkness as the truck carried him away to meet his fate.
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Right here it is as promised, the usual forum rules apply also if you write something that I feel isn’t appropriate I’ll PM you and help you come up with an alternative.
Below there is a character sheet though you will notice that there is no “Bio” section that is because your characters will have no memory of who they are or how they came to be where they are (Think Bourne Identity) although parts of your past may be revealed to you as the story progresses.
Subject names are all taken from constellations and the zodiac (here is a nice little list http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_stars_by_constellation) other than that the rest is up to you including how you interpret what I tell you about you past. Once you’ve written your character sheet I’ll provide your characters with starting locations other than that enjoy.
Subject Name:
Age: how old are you
Gender: male or female
Description: what you look like
Major Skill: What are you are really good at (this includes foreign languages)
Minor Skill 1: Some skill but no by no means at expert
Minor Skill 2: as above
Whoever they are or what they are doing makes no difference to him, he has to escape, using his bound hands he slowly inches his way across the floor towards the canvas back of the truck hoping to slide beneath and drop onto the road, the possibility that another truck could be following this one doesn’t even enter his head he’d rather risk being ran over than arrive at his current destination. Moving around the unconscious forms of his fellow captives where possible and over where not he drew closer to the opening, he could already smell fresh and freedom. A booted foot suddenly made contact with outstretched fingers prompting a quiet moan of pain, his heart leaps into his throat and his breath catches as a cry of alarm comes from the soldiers now suddenly aware that one of their charges is trying to escape. He moves quicker, stealth no longer an option but the soldier is much quicker and unhindered by bound hands and quickly catches up with him. He stares up into a pair of large round flat eyes like those of an insect just as the but of a rifle comes crashing down onto his unprotected head sending him back to the darkness from whence he had come. Later he would awake in a strange room with no memory of his time on the truck or even who he was and how he came to be here, but for now he simply drifted within a sea of darkness as the truck carried him away to meet his fate.
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Right here it is as promised, the usual forum rules apply also if you write something that I feel isn’t appropriate I’ll PM you and help you come up with an alternative.
Below there is a character sheet though you will notice that there is no “Bio” section that is because your characters will have no memory of who they are or how they came to be where they are (Think Bourne Identity) although parts of your past may be revealed to you as the story progresses.
Subject names are all taken from constellations and the zodiac (here is a nice little list http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_stars_by_constellation) other than that the rest is up to you including how you interpret what I tell you about you past. Once you’ve written your character sheet I’ll provide your characters with starting locations other than that enjoy.
Subject Name:
Age: how old are you
Gender: male or female
Description: what you look like
Major Skill: What are you are really good at (this includes foreign languages)
Minor Skill 1: Some skill but no by no means at expert
Minor Skill 2: as above