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Post by Rampage on Aug 12, 2018 11:57:19 GMT
John was still amazed by the sudden introduction of the weapons though now at least he felt that the war leader was impressed. He was glad that his second had changed her mind concerning the use of the weapons and explosives. Though the part with the stashing and taking care of the weapons, was sort of scary. They could take care of the rifles and deposit them wherever they wanted. But the explosives were not something to be played around with. Approaching Malia a bit more and almost whispering he said: “I am not sure it is a good idea for you to transport the explosive pods. One slip of a foot and we’re all done for without Asgeda moving as much as a finger. We should transport the explosive pods with the rover. Sincerely telling you, I only suspect what are they made of... I will have to see closer what fuel they have inside and how do they work. I will transport them myself and place them where you wish. All the gear should be kept away from water and anything wet. Also they should be kept away from fire. The pods are tricky, they should be kept away from almost anything... Only a few people should have access to them.” Going back a few steps Rampage spoke: “So it’s a deal! We shall show Asgeda the true meaning of freedom. Let the tyrants fall!” John’s men began shouting victoriously as they approached the weapon crates. Coming closer to Malia again, John spoke: “By any means do not use the pods randomly, and by God do not use them near civilian populations or villages. Crimes of war are the last thing I wish to fight with while I am awake at night.” Remembering all the happenings onto the Ark, John lowered his gaze with a sad look. Tag: Malia |
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Post by Rampage on Aug 6, 2018 17:04:59 GMT
John felt quite trapped after Malia spoke. As expected, a moment of silence followed. She wanted the entire Skaikru to fight Asgeda, that showing that she definitely wasn’t among them at all. He sighed slowly and said: “Malia... Skaikru is not really the example of unity you might imagine... I suppose that if you spoke with the Council you would have not gotten to any deal. We are just a growing rebel faction. We want Skaikru to have alliances with the local grounder groups and also to have no tyrant leader... As I said... the group is increasing, we are recruiting. But you can’t expect us to strike a deal with Jaha or that he would march, leading an army against Asgeda.”
Rampage noticed the smiles of one of the men in his group. He became nervous knowing that the guy was usually keen on pranks and also, what he called, a lonely self developing character. Many times he brought them advantages in their actions yet sometimes he got them into deep trouble. The grounders were sure not to be involved in a second possible scenario. Trouble should stay away while they were involved. Suddenly John’s friend went to the back of the rover and opened the doors. He came carrying a metal crate followed shortly by one of the girls who as well went at the back of the rover and brought yet another crate. Both opened them and Rampage could see that the first contained somewhere around 10 rifles. The other one held cylindrical tubes with small devices attached. Rampage though “Damn idiots! We’re gonna have the entire guard upon us if anyone finds out where those weapons went... At least they didn’t get more...” He also guessed what the cylinders might be. Probably home made explosive devices containing most likely fuel. What kind of fuel, he had no idea. Trying to not seem surprised he gave a killer look and a smile to his friends and said: “How about an ambush to even the score a bit? And maybe weapon training... for hidden positions. I’ll try to bring more men as well...“
He gazed at Malia as fierce as he did when he arrived. He tried to ignore the fact that her crushing presence as a leader was far more trained than theirs. Tag: Malia |
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Post by Rampage on Aug 5, 2018 15:12:12 GMT
Rampage kept gazing into the blackness as someone appeared out of the dark. He didn’t wish to fight grounders and as weird as it seemed, he didn’t like the idea at all, not only because of survival but because he felt as an intruder into grounders territory, into their world. Fortunately the voice he heard wasn’t one with the usual unknown eerie tone of the ones not belonging to the Ark. He noticed the small figure and smiled as the girl approached. He didn’t know her name though he saw her around sometimes. Sheathing his knife he spoke: “A grounder’s spear is more fair intention that a guard’s bullet in the back. Definitely done for a better cause than the bullet mentioned above.”He lowered his voice so that they would not be heard. “My name is John although people like to call me Rampage. Even outcasts desire a moment of peacefulness out of the camp, sometimes even human company. Don’t worry, we’re safe out here, as long as there’s no army around. Why would you get out in the middle of the night? As you said before.... the woods are no as lonely as they seem.”Rampage approached the girl and patted her back gently. “Good to know you’re not a grounder anyway...” There was something to her that asked for protection, somehow... Tag: Leiana LaCroix |
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Post by Rampage on Aug 5, 2018 2:31:01 GMT
John liked horses, just that he liked them as animals and not as means of transportation. He knew that if they were going to meet the grounder group they would have to find another way of moving around so in the last moment, before going to sleep the night before, he decided to steal the off-road vehicle from the camp. It was a bold move and a bit annoying because as there was only one vehicle, it was very easy to notice that it wasn’t there any more. He also had to get rid of the guards at the entrance and bribe his way through the entire camp. For most of the guards that didn’t even work.
Yet now, he and four other members of the ark crew were slowly driving towards the meeting place. The air was cold as they advanced through the woods and Rampage was the one driving. The other four, three men and a woman were mostly his law breaking partners. For some reason, attacking Asgeda seemed to the others like the automate bad idea. Yet John knew better. Besides that Asgeda were tyrants, as the Ark’s leadership, and tyrants had to be fought wherever it was possible. He wasn’t going to stay away from an honorable fight started for an honorable cause. The Ark’s council could put their diplomacy somewhere safe and deep.
Soon enough, the vehicle reached the meeting place. Apparently the Trishana were already there and Rampage recognized Malia, their leader.
He spoke to her before and Malia was both fascinating and scary at the same time. Like any grounder leader she seemed very unpredictable and was definitely dangerous. Yet her intentions seemed fair and Rampage respected her and definitely respected grounders more than his own people. Grounder law at leas had a logic to it.
He stopped the car and all 5 of them came down. Rampage held his stolen pistol as the others revealed a rifle, a bat and two long swords.
“Greetings Malia of Trishana!” He bowed slightly as a sign of respect. “I am afraid that this is all I could gather from that wretched camp full of bloody cowards. There are a few that see reason in attacking Asgeda first. We are some of them. Some are to afraid of the law to even mention such a thought. Yet we believe that Ark law is useless. We recognize Trishana law and we will follow you in battle.”
Rampage approached Malia, not knowing exactly what to do but waiting for her to speak and hoping that his diplomacy was enough to not send the grounders into a killing spree.
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Post by Rampage on Aug 4, 2018 16:14:58 GMT
Such a damned place to be, this camp, always roaming with people doing things, always seemingly crowded and with the possibility to meet the persons you wanted to see the least. They called it “Camp Jaha”, the most idiotic name they could have ever thought of... They chose the name of a dictator, a chancellor; the same men that his parents wished to detonate for a better future. John smiled as he shifted into his bunk bed. He had his music player snatched from the ark but he couldn’t sit still enough to listen to more than one song. He got up from the bed sighing and mumbled “Camp Jaha my a*s. Detention center more likely.”
He ran out of the building in which the rooms where, and making his way through a murmuring wandering galore of people, or so it seemed, he reached the fence. Pretending to ignore the guards he went past through them and pushed the gate going out. Almost at the same moment the two guards followed him with a visible intention to stop him. “Freeze John! No going out at night. There are grounder reports...”
Rampage spoke “Oh yes there are actual people reports outside, people that you murderers can’t stand, I know.” He turned towards the guards and camp fence.
The guard spoke: “Grounders are violent and kill. They are a danger both to you and this camp. So fall BACK!”
John spoke: “Ohh, killers? ... Like Jaha? Like some of you? Like the enforcing mechanism of Jaha’s free f****g will? Go float yourselves! I am leaving this cam with you still doing your guard duty or just laying here unconscious until grounders come. You choose!”
The other guard approached: “Leave him be, he’ll be back. We will keep on securing the gate. If he returns we’ll be here.”
John made a mocking bow to the guards and disappeared stealthily into the darkness. The air was crisp and you could actually see the stars. He patted his back two times feeling his hidden piston and checked his thigh for the knife scabbard. He wished that all the guards will meet a real thread rather than grounders... maybe a riot... the old style riots on the ark. Tight spaces make people want to fight more and be more determined to overthrow power.
Suddenly he seem to feel the presence of someone else. Revealing his knife he said on a normal tone: “Hey, who’s there? Grounder or arker, respond!” He crouched a bit to the ground clearly knowing that he wasn’t alone. He could have sworn that he saw a silhouette.
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Post by Rampage on Aug 2, 2018 16:59:09 GMT
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Post by Rampage on Jul 27, 2018 19:14:24 GMT
Hey! Rampage is the child of humans floated from the Ark due to a plot against the council. He needs: A friend - someone to trust, tell her the story of his life, make him break the laws less, contain his bad side of personality. Someone to like / have a crush on / love - be it mutual or not. A friend in mischief. Some authority to defy. Guard, council etc. Any awesome plot that he can contribute to. Also if you want you can share with me on what time setting are you located so that we know if we ever will get to RP "realtime". Just curious and all. Nice to meet you all. |
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Post by Rampage on Jul 23, 2018 11:21:02 GMT
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(Place IMG of Character Here) | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name: John Keats
.:Nick Name: Rampage
.:Affiliation: The Ark
.:Age: 30
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance: Back hair, reaching beneath his shoulders but kept tight. Black eyes, white-ish skin tone. Average built, not overweight but not super muscular either.
.:Height: 1.73 m
.:Portrayed by: Jared Leto
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality: Kind hearted and happy, loving to help people but always ready to fall on the side of anger episodes and authority questioning and defying. Ready to do almost anything to survive.
.:Special Skills: Passioned about survival, having read loads of matherial about surviving on the ground, though an undeveloped and untrained skill due to the conditions on the Ark.
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace: Ark
.:Family: Both members floated for murder attempts on either Ark inhabitants or leading figures. Orphan at the moment.
.:Occupation: Engineer, Survival passionate. Crimes: smuggling various goods, acts against the leadership of the ark including defamation and rumour spreading, massing people for riot acts and uprisings, spying and revealing classified intel, various participations to order disturbing acts and numerous fights with guards and ark inhabitants. Murder attempt, undiscovered.
.:History: John Keats was one of the many children born onto the ark as a normal citizen. Though that was about to change due to his family's utter disregard for the Ark's leadership strategy. Both have always somehow defied the law until the end plan when they wished to assasinate the concil. The assassination was to be undertaken with a bomb planted at one of the council's meetings. The attempt failed due to one of the participants revealing the entire plan. All those involved in the plot were floated, including John's parents.
John grew up with the stigma of being the child of terrorists. Due to that, his personality evolved as a combination between the desire to help people and show them that he wasn't a murderer and the dark traits developed by the hate for the Ark's leadership and by the stigma of being the child of murdereres and floated criminals.
In time he got his alias, Rampage, given by his fellow crime mates.
Reaching the ground was almost a new beginning for John, though not the beginning he was waiting for. Definitely The Ark was happy to get rid of someone with so many authority issues and who barely escaped jail. He wished that the Ark would remain behind, hopefully explode and leave them wander freely into a new world. Though that wasn't about to happen as both the leadership and members of The Ark were almost always present in their lives.
John saw into Bellamy many traits that he had developen in his troubled life so he decided, for a while, to take his example and adopt his life strategy while onto the ground. He had access to weapons and means of survival by joining The Guard. Hardly being able to follow the rules that made The Guard, he proved to be a good fighter and also a good survival skills user, yet he left the law enforcing mechanism. The fact that he never felt like belonging and that he could pledge no allegiance to anyone sometimes makes him act a bit fanatically concerning oppostunities for belonging to a certain group.
John holds Bellamy, Clarke and Octavia in high regards, Bellamy, for his murder attempt on a leading figure, Clarke , for her human helping side and Octavia for being the warrior figure he always wished to be. Secretly he wishes that he would be able to join Octavia's grounders and be able to escape with the crime that the Ark has no idea about.
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.:Name or Online Alias: Alex and I am Rampage on the site.
.:How Did You Find Us: Just a google search, first site in the search results and apparently active.
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