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MojoJoJo!!MwZGp2Lmuv 2012/06/27(Wed)20:04 No. 426867 ID: e3cdd5

(Fuck, niggas, I'm bored. How about a quest?)

"LISTEN UP MAGGOTS!" Oh fuck, your ears. Your ears are bleeding. Damn it chief. "Welcome, to the LAPD's newest task force! I'm sure you've all heard about what the kids are doing these days. We don't know who, but someone released the schematics for "kits" a few weeks ago and we've been IN THE SHIT ever since!" The chief pressed a button, and the darkened room was lit up by the light of a projector. On the screen was a diagram, a diagram of a small turntable, with all kinds of wires jacked into it. Apparently most of the kit could be worn under the clothes, and plugged into the turntable, which was carried over the back.

"This little piece of SHIT somehow warps reality. We haven't gotten a chance to study it in depth yet. The results are obvious though. The rave scene has seen more deaths in the last two weeks than the last two years combined, and that's saying something! Damn kids won't just settle down though! Nope, more ravers in the city every day." A young man to your left scoffed. He was dressed in a rather dapper suit, with a tie half undone around his neck, and a fedora affixed atop his head. "Come on, chief! Even you gotta admit the manifestations are impressive!" The older man grumbled, and stroked his salt and pepper 'stache. The projector flickered again.

On screen, was a scene of battle. A massive black dragon was coiled around some kind of Samurai, about to tear it's head off while the crowd below went insane. There were two DJs visible, one on his knees screaming, and the other, a rather attractive blonde woman, laughing her ass off. "Yeah yeah, whatever. It's alright I suppose. Point is, we can't stop these kids. We bash down the doors and they're already out the door, and sometimes when they stop controlling their manifestations... well... you all remember Johnny. Got his arm torn off by that damn dragon. Thank god they vanish after a couple minutes without music."

The projector flickered again, and on screen was wild stallion, stomping in the head of some kind of minotaur. "You'll be given a full kit, with a few upgrades, a list of names, a classification, and a pager. Your job is to infiltrate the rave scene, climb the ranks amongst the DJs, and take down whoever's in charge of this monstrosity." An officer started passing out forms. "Fill out the paperwork and drop it in my office. You have the rest of the day off to get your kit and prepare. Starting tomorrow, I don't expect to see any of you loitering in the break room anymore."

With that, the Cap left and you're left with your fellow applicants. You take this opportunity to check out the form...
>Name

>Age

>Gender

>Specific Sub-Genre (Electro-house, prog-house, breakbeat hardcore, electroclash, et cetera)

>Brief Desc. of Manifestation.

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>>	9b5a1a.jpg Twilight Bud 9b5a1a Googleshng 2012/06/27(Wed)20:27 No. 426872 ID: 9b5a1a Mitch O'Flaherty 24 Male Prog! Changing the local landscape into a crazy Roger Dean landscape of floating islands and giant mushrooms and such.

>>	b2f225.jpg Calling Soft b2f225 Suggestion 2012/06/27(Wed)20:56 No. 426889 ID: b2f225 Arshavir Aeruiu 42 Woman Progressive house Kerubiel

>>	299ed3.jpg Emerald Song 299ed3 Suggestion 2012/06/27(Wed)21:27 No. 426899 ID: 299ed3 The Hater 27 Male Electroclash Causes everyone in hearing distance of the music to start fighting.

>>	b9d767.jpg Sun Harmony b9d767 Vaalintine!!V2ZQN3BTVk 2012/06/27(Wed)21:50 No. 426907 ID: b9d767 File 134085903658.jpg - (63.01KB , 600x668 , Unconquered Sun.jpg ) Eric Farehnstock 26 Male House Pic related

>>	547b5d.jpg Mauve Shining Petal 547b5d o 2012/06/27(Wed)22:11 No. 426909 ID: 547b5d Hortense "The Horror" Bradley 22 Female Post Punk/New Wave Revival A tall robed figure reminiscent of a classic grim reaper, mostly of solid black, but accented with bright neon highlights.

Suggestion 2012/06/27(Wed)23:13 No. 426926 ID: 6e44d2

Franklin "Delimiter" Sanjay.

26

Male

Progressive dubstep

Slim, slender-limbed robot. Capable of slicing through concrete by attacking with its limbs in a whip-like manner. Also has sharp, jagged teeth on its metal jaw. Silver and black with light blue trim. Can wiggle around and dodge like a motherfucker. Loves to dance.

MojoJoJo!!MwZGp2Lmuv 2012/06/27(Wed)23:54 No. 426937 ID: e3cdd5
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>>426926
>>426909
>>426907
>>426899
>>426889
>>426872
(Since I'm impatient, I'm taking the most consistent themes and combining them together!)
>Mitch "The Hater" Bradley
>26
>Male
>Progressive House

(The manifestation was rolled with a d6.)
>Slim, slender-limbed robot. Capable of slicing through concrete by attacking with its limbs in a whip-like manner. Also has sharp, jagged teeth on its metal jaw. Silver and black with light blue trim. Can wiggle around and dodge like a motherfucker. Loves to dance.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pz2VO32-fhw

You quickly fill out the form, and flip through the plethora of legal documents behind it. Waivers, wills, charities asking for your money if you die. You sign and initial those required documents and toss the rest in the trash. After that, it's off to the Chief's office! It's a quick walk, considering he's next door. You open the door, and find the Chief enjoying a drink. Ah, well, it is eleven in the morning. He's starting later than usual. Oh those Irishmen. "Sir, here's my paperwork. Gear in the armory?" You drop the papers in front of him on the desk. He motions to the door and nods. "You got it. Oh! Wait a second though. You'll need to give me your badge. This is deep cover, can't have it laying around."

He reaches under his desk and pulls out a pager, setting it down on the desk. You switch it with your badge, clicking it on your belt. Chief is already reading your app. "Hmm, seems like a more agile character. Good offensive capability, not much in the way of defense besides dodging... I've got just the group for you. Don't worry, it'll be interesting work." With that, he waves a hand to dismiss you. You stop by the armory on the way out, and get your kit. It seems to have a larger power source than the schematic you saw on the projector, and slightly smaller turntable, a bit easier to lug around. It also comes conveniently with a manual.

>And so ends the opening cutscene.
>Where to now? Check out your digs? Check out some possible venues? Hang out with some coworkers? You name it, I'll write it. Tomorrow probably, since it's now 2 AM. Or maybe this'll die because I started too late. C'est la vie.

>>	6e44d2.jpg Evening Basket 6e44d2 Suggestion 2012/06/28(Thu)00:38 No. 426943 ID: 6e44d2 Scout out some venues where we can maybe book some gigs, then go back to the pad and practice. Gotta practice all the time, bro.

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