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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 21, 2007 20:34:33 GMT -5
I honestly don't know why i didn't think of this before, but here it is.
Plot:
Due to the massive amounts of fame the Ghostbusters New York earned after they defeated Vigo and removed the slime from the New York subway system, Ghostbusters teams have formed all over the world. This RP follows the exploits of the Detroit Ghostbusters and Chicago Ghostbusters.
You can choose to be a paranormal entity, which can include Ghosts, Magicians, Demons, vampires, warewolfs and monsters in general. Your other choice it to become one of the boys in gray.
So pick up your Proton Pack, get in the Ecto 1 and go busts some Ghosts.
Profile
Name:
Hero or villain: Ghost, or Ghostbuster?
Location: Chicago or Detroit?
Personality: What are you like?
Appearance: what do you look like?
Bio: Where your from and your reason for becoming a Ghostbuster. If your a paranormal entity, explain where your from and how your got here.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 21, 2007 20:51:19 GMT -5
Name: Jarrod Starr
Hero or villain: Ghostbuster
Location: Detroit?
Personality: Laid back, lazy and sarcastic are the three best words to describe Jarrod. He's highly intelligent, having a PHD in Physics and several minor degrees in fields including psychology, biology and engineering. Most of the time though, he's just looking to have fun.
Appearance: He wears the standard Ghostbuster gray uniform most of the time. He's a little overweight, usually seen with a cigarette in his mouth and a smile on his face.
Bio: Jarrod was born and raised in Detroit as a child. He moved to Chicago with his parents at the age of 10 and stayed there until he went to college at MIT. After MIT he stayed there as part of their physics program in order to pay for more degrees in other fields. When he heard there was an opening for a Ghostbusters team in Detroit he jumped at the chance and booked the first flight to Michigan. He got hired no problem and soon after became the Detroit Ghostbusters most experienced member.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 27, 2007 0:39:06 GMT -5
*Jarrod hated being the first on the scene. It meant he had to go into the building alone with no backup until someone else made it. Sarah had called him over the radio and given him this location and told him that a level 5 FRVP (Free Roaming Vaporous Phantasm) was spotted inside. Jarrod pulled his thrower and activated it then walked over the threshold of the front door.*
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 28, 2007 0:55:37 GMT -5
*The building was dark... Jarrod hated that. He slipped his goggles down over his eyes and took a look at the room he was in a full thermal spectrum. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary in this room, but this office building had a lot more then one room. He moved on, checking through his goggles every now and then to look around. When his visual search tuned up nothing he unclipped his PKE meter from his belt and had a look. Nothing out of the ordinary came up. Jarrod sighed in frustration and picked up cell phone to call Sarah and tell her it was a false alarm but it was out of batteries.*
"Thats funny, i just charged it up this morning."
*Jarrod felt a sudden chill in the room and he checked the PKE meter again. The signal had spiked suddenly. Jarrod looked through his goggles and saw that the entire room had gone cold for no reason.*
"Aw crap."
*Jarrod flipped the switch on his thrower and it sprang to life. He stepped forward into the next room and saw what he was looking for. a fat, slobbering, orange, slimy ghost, sucking down electrical energy from an outlet.*
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Post by Odan Thos on Oct 28, 2007 0:56:22 GMT -5
Name: Isaac Cromwell
Hero: Ghostbuster
Location: Detroit
Personality: Isaac Cromwell is extremely discipline and precise. Severing in the Navy for twenty years has made him extremely calm in even in stressful situation. He would say he is smart enough, but he has a PhD in Nuclear Propulsion and Nuclear Theory. He served ten years as an engineer and another as lead engineer on an Iowa Class Attack submarine giving him a lot of experience.
Appearance: Crew cut, and dressed is a pressed gray Ghostbusters’ suit. He always keeps his gear neatly stowed, and is in excellent shape.
Bio: Isaac Cromwell was a born to a military family and was raised in a strike home. His father was a captain of destroyer and his mother raised him. He did only okay in high school so he fallowed in his father footsteps. Isaac joined the Navy and volunteered for the submarine coup. He took college class during his time and got a degree in propulsion systems. He then was assign to engineering duties and spent the next twenty years on his submarine.
After twenty years in the Navy he retired to Detroit and though he would not work. This did not work out because he started going stir crazy. So when he seen that the Ghostbusters where looking for people he applied. He did not expect to be hired because he had such a limited degree, but he was surprise when he got a call to come and get his gear and uniform. Even though he does not have the experience of the members he can still outrun most of them carrying full gear.
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Post by Odan Thos on Oct 28, 2007 1:06:58 GMT -5
Isaac walked up behind Jarrod with his thrower still in its holder. "No matter who many of these things I see, I am always surprise by how ugly they are." He unclipped a trap from his belt and waited for Jarrod to ensnare the beast.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 28, 2007 22:32:15 GMT -5
"Thank god your here. I thought i was going to have to handle this one by myself."
*Jarrod aimed his thrower and took a few steps left.*
"Circle right and keep that trap handy. I'll snag em, swing em towards you and you bag em."
*Jarrod nodded and took another step left and let his protons fly. The stream went high and wide over the ghost and started carving out the wall on the opposite side of the room. Jarrod swung the stream down but the beam went right, still missing the ghost.*
"Why can't these go in a strait line."
*Jarrod shut it down to try and aim again. The ghost, by this time was on the move. The thrower had scared it and sent it into a frenzy. It detached from the outlet and started circling the room, sliming through any object that happened to be in it's way.*
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Post by Odan Thos on Oct 29, 2007 20:13:41 GMT -5
*Isaac walked against the right hand side wall towards the position of the ghost. When Jarrod missed and the level 5 FRVP started circled around the room; it flew right at Isaac. He quickly dropped to the ground and avoided being slimmed by a fraction of an inch. He rolled over and looked over at Jarrod. *
"That was to close."
*Isaac did not like having to send his uniform into for dry cleaning in order to get the echo plasma out of it. He quickly got back up and finished moving into position. He got on a knee and prepared to roll the trap in. *
"Ready to bag it anytime now."
*He drew his thrower if the thing decided to charge him again.*
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 29, 2007 23:25:28 GMT -5
"Alright, this thing is toast."
*Jarrod let his stream fly again, this time hitting right on. The proton stream wrapped around the ghost and held tight.*
"Gotcha big boy, come on over here."
*Jarrod shortened the stream and dragged the ghost over towards Isaac.*
"Roll it out!"
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Post by Odan Thos on Oct 29, 2007 23:38:22 GMT -5
*Isaac rolled the trap across the room and used the cord to stop it underneath the ghost. *
"Okay, I am opening the trap in three, two, one."
*Isaac turned his face away as he slammed his foot down on the opening peddle. He left it open for the standard five seconds before letting the trap close. The little red light on the top was blinking. Isaac walked over and picked up the trap.*
"Well, it looks like another one bites the dust."
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Post by MikDaTv on Jun 13, 2009 15:35:42 GMT -5
"I'm sure he'll have plenty of fun with all his friends in the Containment Unit." Jarrod said. He clipped his wand to his belt and walked up to Isaac, the trap smoking in his hand.
"Lets get smokey back home so we can catch the end of Antiques Roadshow."
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Post by Darth Hades on Jun 13, 2009 20:52:55 GMT -5
OCC: Hope you don't mind me jumping in. Love Ghostbusters.
Name: Danny Butler
Hero or villain: Ghostbuster
Location: Detroit
Personality: Danny is always late and one of the laziest guys out there. always cocky and loves to be center of the stage. sometimes a goof ball. thou at times he can be very serious. really hates ghosts, like alot. Danny loves being the funny guy even when his isn't.
Appearance: short hair real messy. wears his grey uniform, thats half way zipped up showing the black shirt he wears underneath. has a toothpick in his mouth.
Bio. Danny lived in LA most of his life where there was some ghosts, hearing about the Ghostbusters in New York he tried to stop him on his own and failed miserably. Danny gave up everything he did to stop those ghosts. He was a dropout and and everybody said he will never amount to anything and his parents kicked him out of the house. he hitched a ride on train and landed in Detroit. As he walked around the city he saw a poster for Ghostbusters, this was his secound chance to restart his life and do some good and get revenge on the ghosts..
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Post by Darth Hades on Jun 13, 2009 21:06:26 GMT -5
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Danny busted open the door and turned on his thrower and protons blasted out. Waving the thing left and right nearly hitting Jarred and Isaac. A few secounds later Danny realized that there was no ghost around.
"Oh sorry i'm late guys...again... and for shooting at you. Sarah didn't wake me up from bed."
Danny turned off his thrower and waited for a lecture. He hated being the new rookie.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jun 13, 2009 23:07:08 GMT -5
Issac ducked when Danny ran in. Once he shut off the beam he stood up. "What are you talking about; Star Trek is on Sci-fi in fifteen minutes. I am not sitting through a half hour of useless garbage when I can watch the Kirk get another green chick." Issac did not even react to Danny's actions. He use to blow up at this sort of things, once almost knock Danny on his ass, but he has grown to tolerate it.
Issac picked up the trap and headed outside, he had brought is 1966 Corvette Stingray to the building sense he was at his condo when he got the call. He walked over to the ambulance which everyone recognized as the Ghostbuster ride. He placed the trap inside and slide out the proton pack holder. "Well someone get this damn nuclear reactor off my back." He stood by the car waiting for one of the others to give him a hand. He could manage doing it himself, but it was easier someone helped.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jun 14, 2009 4:33:18 GMT -5
"Rookie, help Muscles with his pack." Jarrod said as he slipped the shoulder straps off and grappled with his pack and lowered it into the back of the ectomobile. "You know Rook, if your gunna be late like that, it's probably better if you just didn't show up." He said "Getting my atoms scattered across a room in some strange building isn't what i became a ghostbuster for."
"They invented alarm clocks for a very specific reason, use one." Jarrod reached into his pocket and withdrew his keys. He rounded the car to the drivers seat and climbed in. He turned the key but the engine just turned over and over without starting. He left the key turned and slammed his left fist onto the dashboard and the car started.
He pulled the door closed and reached into the center console to pull out a Rush cassette tape and put it in the slot. "Time to go ladies. The Roadshow awaits."
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