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[AnubisGod]

Name:
Race: Modified Human, Methuselah, Android, Human, Lycanthrope
Modified Human Type (MOD ONLY):
Android Chassis Type (ADR ONLY):
Gender:
Age:
Country of Origin:
Faction:
Rank Within Faction:
Position Within Country (Countries ONLY):
Physical Traits:
Mental Traits:
Weaponry and Equipment:

History:

[AnubisGod]

Name: Kaigen Kurosaki
Race: Modified Human - Wolf
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Country of Origin: Japan
Faction: Japan
Position: Police Officer

Physical Traits: Around 6'2", with black wolf ears. Kaigen has elongated canine teeth, as well as claw-like fingernails. He walks with a loping gait due to his wolf DNA and cells. He has a heightened sense of smell and hearing.

Mental Traits: Pack mentality when working with other wolf mod police force officers. Otherwise, a sort of lone wolf attitude (how fitting.) when around other people. Kaigen tends to be grumpy and short with humans, and only a bit more genial towards mods and androids. He has no experience with methuselahs.

Weaponry and Equipment: An HK USP handgun, as well as his natural claws and teeth. He carries around two combat knives as well.

History: Kaigen was kidnapped by the government for genetic testing at age 21, where he was sent to a biological research lab in northern Japan. Kaigen underwent intense genetic testing and mutations until he emerged, three years later, as part of the new police force to be transfused into Tokyo, Japan. He and two thousand other modified humans were placed into the city to bolster the failing police force. As of right now, Kaigen Kurosaki is hunting a serial killer by the name of Renji Abati.

[Earthworm Jim]

Name: Dimitri Katczinsky (You may recognize the last name if you've read All Quiet on the Western Front
Race: Full-Human
Rank (Because I feel it's still important): Polkovnik (Colonel)
Gender: Male
Age: 48
Country of Origin: Russia
Faction: Russia (The Allies)
Physical Traits: Dimitri is a very large man. It's easy to tell he was one of the few Enlisted men to rise up into becoming a Comissioned Officer. He proudly stands at a height of 6'2" with a very muscular physique. He sports cleft cheekbones and chin, very broad shoulders, thick arms and legs, and large hands and feet. He has very good hearing and even better eyesight, though because of an injury has lost all feeling in his left arm. He is regarded as a man to make even the czars of old proud.
Mental Traits: Dimitri is a brilliant man; his rank wouldn't prove any other way. On the field, he is an expert at predicting enemy movements and countering them effectivly. He holds lots of regret fighting his fellow slavic people who joined the EU, namely the Ukranians and the rest of the Balkan states. He and his superiors both wish to extend Russia's borders back to the time of the Soviet Union, and as such he shows absolutly no mercy towards all non-slavic enemies. After the threat of the EU is contended with, he plans to execute a daring move into the heart of China's governing central, Beijing and the rest on northern China, from Vladivostok in order to weaken China's grip on the rest of the world and to hopefully convince the United States to join with their age-old ally Britain to crush China indefinitly. He is a true Russian patriot at heart, and he likes to think that his patriotism will never go unchallenged.
Weaponry and Equipment: Dimitri is the most common CO to be seen actually on the front lines. On his back he carries a pack with the basic necessities of your average Soldat, as well as a not-so-common long-range comm-uplink for recent developments in enemy movements via sattelite uplinks. The link is built into the helmet he wears whenever he steps outside, as well as a HUD, a night vision mode, an infrared mode, and numerous other functions and devices. He and the rest of his personal Spetsnaz squad carry an experimental MGX-40A3 'Fractal Cannon'. It was designed to out-place the chaingun, sporting a better range, better piercing capability, and better accuracy. It runs on Gamma radiation modified by passing through a chamber containing super-compressed electrons excited to release huge ammounts of energy. It is commissioned by and designed exclusivly by the Russian government; no other country has develpoed it yet. Despite it's lighter-weight plastic design and numerous advantages, it has one major flaw. The cooling systems on the barrel have yet to be perfected, so it must be fired in short bursts rather than a continuous stream to prevent overheating and possibly melting the case of the weapon. He stands in a half-experimental suit of body armor designed for him and the rest of Russias elite Spetsnaz Commandos. The suit is enclosed and fully self-contained, with cooling systems and even a built-in MP3 that links to his helmet. While handy and not at all movement-restricting, It really doesn't provide much in it's original intent of protecting the soldier within. Dimitri still wears it on the field, as it simply looks cool and designates him as a Spetsnaz Trooper.
Troops: Dimitri is a Colonel, and as such is entrusted with the 101st Armor-Infantry Brigade as well as his own personal "Echo Squad", comprised of himself and 11 other elite Spetsnaz Commandos.

After I find a bit more time I will include the breakdown between the regiments, battalions, companies, platoons, squads, right down to the individual fire teams if neccesary.

I'll also write up his history

Anubis: Approved.

[Lithium]

Name: Cassidy Hunterton
Race: Modified Human
Modified Human Type: Coyote)
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Country of Origin: United States
Faction: None (Renegade/Bounty Hunter)
Physical Traits: (A bit younger looking)

Heightened sense of smell, hearing, increased agility, and increased dexterity
Mental Traits: A bit psychotic, but actually a really nice guy when you get to know him.
Weaponry and Equipment: WR02M PIXIE, HK-WH76S, claws, teeth

History: Captured by the government in 2005, he was put into the mpdified human lab. After the tests and his modification, they put him in the US military and into the war in Iraq. Once that was over, he escaped the grip of the government by faking his death and changing his name.

He is now a wanderer, and makes a living as a bounty hunter, as that job seems to be getting more and more needed this days. Currently he is in Japan hunting Renji Abati. He was hired by the rich parents of one of Renji's victims.

Anubis: Approved, looks like Renji's gonna dieeeee

[BrokenCowLeg]

Name: Renji Abati

Race: Full-blood Human

Gender: Male

Age: 32

Country of Origin: Yokohama, Japan

Faction: Japan

Rank Within Faction: Citizen

Position Within Country (Countries ONLY): Currently resides in Yokohama, Japan when the asylum closed down to make room for a Tech factory, thus kicking him into the streets.

Physical Traits: Flaming red hair, slim body, tends to shave once a month. 6'2" and 170 lbs...just to add a mental image...

Mental Traits: A freakin' nutcase, suffers from "bloodlust" ever since the age of 5.

Weaponry and Equipment: HK-WH76S, White logoless t-shirt because it shows blood more...

History: “Renji. Front and center.” The tall figure calls from the depths.
“Yes sir?” Renji’s eyes never leaving the knot in the bamboo flooring.
“We are going to deal with our little ‘problem’, yes?” The words seem to slice Renji’s ears.
“Please, sir, no.” The trembling of his hands turns to a shaking.
“Look at me. Look in to my eyes!” The figure’s hand grabs Renji’s face so their eyes connect. His fingers digging into the little boys face. Renji’s eyes turn from crying to staring. The blood poured on the table seems to call to him. The boy’s shaking takes over. The boys arms whip out to the side and grabs the mini-flag of the UN from the desk. His grip on the flag pulling the flag’s pole into a straining angle.
“DON’T TOUCH ME.” Suddenly the flag’s sharp point splits the skin on the hand pinching Renji’s face. The hand pulls back, along with a scream. Without a breath, Renji grabs the desk, and lunges himself over the desk and lands the flag into the center of his chest. Digging into his lungs and heart, the flag ripping the flesh upon entry. Renji pulls it out and lands another hit into the neck of his first murder victim. Blood spills out on the floor and sprays onto the wall. The air thickens with the introduction of a new substance. Renji loosens his hand from the corpse’s shoulder. The flag slowly falls from his hand, landing in the newly formed puddle on the ground. He pushes on the chair and then crawls off the desk. His breath slowing down, all of the blur dissipates from his vision.

That was twenty years ago, now Renji wanders the street, thanks to the leadership of Japan. Five years after this event occured, he was captured, silenced, adn placed in an insane asylum. But, after hte country decided that they needed more technology plants than asylums...they kicked all the freaks into the street and "accidently" lost the files. Once out in the streets, he saw all the blood and chaos of the street life, but with that blood, came his own killings, which started to rack up. And when the poor start showing up at the morgue and costing the city money, they get upset. So, the police force was notified of the problem.

Anubis: Yeah, yeah, I don't see how I could approve Kaigen and Cassidy and then not approve their quarry.
BrokenCowLeg: Its going to be living Hell for Renji...

[KalAldur]

You mean to say you don't make your own characters...?

Name: Amadeus Vult
Race: Pure Blood
Gender: Male
Age: 44
Country of Origin: Italy
Faction:The Order of the Virtuous Blood
Rank Within Faction: Lord Inquisitor
Physical Traits:A somewhat older warrior, Amadeus has nevertheless kept himself as fit as possible. This is somewhat diminished by his mental illness. The hair on his head has long since fallen off, and the white beard that covers his jaw is the only survivor of the tumor that has nearly engulfed his brain. His eyelids are heavy, weighted by the burden of his task, and wrinkles cover his forehead, too many, one might notice, for someone his age. In place of hair on his head, he now sports a large black growth under his skin, the aforementioned tumor that has been cultivated one might say, in hopes of granting the Inquisitor further clarity to the nature of his unwelcomed powers, though it is speculated amongst other senior members of the order that his life has but a year or two left in it.

Mental Traits: Amadeus's strength lies in his mental abilities. First and foremost is his nigh-limitless stores of information, honed by years upon years of studying in the inner most recesses of the Order's libraries, reading works deemed heretical by the Church. On top of this intellectual superiority to many of the world's inhabitants, the very nature of his tumor grants him further mental ability, allowing him to manipulate the world around him via psychic ability.

While he has thus far only brought to bear telepathic abilities, save shields of energy magnetic in nature to protect himself from gunfire, using them to rip the thoughts condemening heretics from their very minds, he has been said to be able to create more dramatic effects: flashes of light, picking up and throwing objects, even igniting the air around him into coruscating fire. (You can tell I like that idea, eh? :P)

Weaponry and Equipment: A fairly large double sided blade, once called a bastard sword in a past age of man, weighted in it's center with magnesium. It is often seen crackling with some sort of electricity, though if it comes from the Inquisitor's mental ability, or an unmentioned device remains to be seen. He carries a HK USP handgun as a side arm on his belt.

History: Born into an incredibly religious family in Trieste, Amadeus led a fairly inconsequential life, going to services on Sundays and Wedsnsdays. When it became apparent that his religious fervor surpassed the norm for his peers, he was offered a postion within the Church, which he quickly accepted. An uncanny intellect and will to serve hurried him along the religious hierarchy, and he was quickly in charge of his town's own church. It would prove to change his life forever.

In the middle of a sermon, he was accosted by a hooded man, and quickly brought back into his personal quarters. There the man revealed himself as a member of the Order of the Virtuous Blood, an inquisitor, and he would have Amadeus serve as one of his assistants. He claimed that Amadeus had a way with words, one that would serve to mask his movements as simply an attempt at converting followers to Christianity. Eager to help, Amadeus accepted, casting off his birth name, lost through time, and taking on Amadeus Vult, 'To love God's will.'

As time went on, Amadeus would become an Inquisitor himself, and around his thirty fifth birthday, the tumor that would become his greatest weapon was revealed to him during a routine check up. He chose to leave it, saying 'God wills it.', and soon underwent surgery to help it grow in a controlled manner, so that he might further his abilities. Now, with the greatest outbreak of corruption he ever witnessed, Amadeus plans on destorying anything his lord holds in contempt, even should it cost his life.


The Inquisitor's Retinue
During his time as an Inquisitor within the church, Amadeus has gathered a small band of handpicked assistants to his cause, similar to the manner in which his former mentor recruited him.

Friedrich Marx
Human Priest
Armed with a pistol and sword, almost purely for decoration, Friedrich's prime reason for being recruited is almost exactly alike to Amadeus's-He is a skiller demagogue, capable of winning the faith of nearly any mob.

Josef Demetrius
Human Trainee
Josef was assigned to Amadeus's retinue for him to observe and learn from the senior Inquisitor Lord. Unshakingly faithful to his teacher, he would follow the man to death. He carries a WR01R SHADOW, with a silencer attachment.

Karl Engels
Human Orator
Where Friedrich is the religious speaker, Karl is their political arm. While normally quiet, when it is required, he can be counted on to incite mobs to all sorts of chaos, be it burning down buildings, rioting in the streets, or even just a simple march.
Carries a PIXIE SMG, and a sword similar to that of Friedrich.

Jessica Kage
Human Trainee
Another of Amadeus's would-be inquisitors, Jessica was chosen by the inquisitor personally for her self-preserving instincts, and ability to operate undercover. When questioned about her loyalty, Amadeus explained that an inquisitor had to understand that his disciples were expendable, tools to be used as a means to an end. Of all of his past trainees, he claims to see this knowledge in Jessica the most.
Carries a CR-WR93RL and WH01R GAST.

Razuvious Gaunt
Human Sage
Previously an aide to a minor politician in the United States, Amadeus noticed the man's worth when he recalled the names, occupations, and latest 'dirt' surrounding an entire banquet's attendees. He would later learn the man was 'anal' about noticing and retaining minor details about things, and was recruited immedietly to the inquisitor's staff.

Alpharius
707-HDTA Armageddon
In place of heat resistant plating, Alpharius has an increased armor thickness, similar to that of a Ziggurat. In place of a right arm he has a WR20PL OGRE, and on his left a WR13B GIANT.

Lucifron
RD9521 Ziggurat
Looked down upon by Amadeus's colleagues for his name, Lucifron is typically kept onboard the inquisitor's ship, unless his destructive capabilities are required. On either of his massive arms is a GACHIRIN Flamethrower, said to be 'purified' by the Inquisitor himself. Whatever this means, it's effects are obvious. The flames generated by the android's weapons have been seen melting vehicular devices under brief seconds of sustained fire.

Anubis: Approved, hooray for psyker cultists!

[FarrenCronwing]

Name: Jason Sharzei (Shar-Zey)
Race: Pure Blood Human
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Country of Origin: Canada
Faction: U.S.A
Rank Within Faction: Corporal
Physical Traits: Jason is tall, a bit muscular, and a partially fair face. Standing at 6"2 and 197 pounds, Farren is considered a bit large for his age. He oft shows feats of strength. He has a light brown hair, pale blue eyes, and pale skin due to harsh temperatures.
Mental Traits: N/A
Weaponry and Equipment: M-14 Carbine, Flak Jacket, x2 grenades, 3 clips of ammo, and a medkit.

History: Jason was born in, grew up in, and was enlisted in Canada. He joined the military at the age of 19, and in the three years he's been there, he has risen to the rank of Corporal and recieved a Purple Heart for saving his squad leader from an incoming rocket shell, being partially caught in the explosion himself. His father, John Sharzei, rose to the rank of Seargant Major before dieing in battle when Jason was 15. Jason then decided that he'd keep up the family tradition of being in the military and decided to enlist at that point. He's seen many people die, a few because of him. He now fights for the U.S.A military, and is a standard soldier. His Carbine was previously his father's, and he recieved it after his death. He can often be seen in his barracks, thinking over the day and ones already past.





Pretty nifty, eh?

Anubis: Approved, no special message because I'm lazy.

[draconis92]

Name: Kathrynn “Felicia” Deloir
Race: Modified Human - Cougar
Gender: Female
Age: 34
Country of Origin: U.S.A.
Faction: None
Position Within Country: Renegade

Physical Traits: Weighing in at only 115 lb with a height of five feet, her slender, lithe frame is more powerful than meets the eye. After the modification, not only her physical features changed, but her abilities as well. With increased sight and hearing, it’s hard for something to go unnoticed. Likewise, her muscles also adapted to the change, making it easier for her to run, swim, and jump. Her newly acquired set of ears seem to have a mind of their own, jutting out of her auburn, curly hair. Tawny with coal black tips, they’re an odd contrast to her darker hair. Elegant and graceful, her tail will occasionally twitch to and fro. It is also of a tawny color, but along with being tipped coal, it’s also swirled with it. Eyes the shape of almonds and the color of amber, they seethe with hate and distrust for those around her. Teeth sharp as glass, canines elongated for maximum efficiency, razor sharp claws an inch long, beautiful, yet deadly.

Mental Traits: Nobody is without their grudges, and she’s no exception. Beaten upon by her father, cheated out of every possession, everyone is a possible enemy. Only when shown respect will she give it, and even then, only those who have shown to be outstanding will receive it, otherwise, tough luck. Hardened by her experiences, she rarely expresses any emotion except for when she is mad, upset, or any other unpleasant mood. Stubborn, once her mind is set there’s no changing it.

Weaponry and Equipment: WR01R SHADOW, WR06H GHOST, holster for ghost/sling for the shadow, a pouch with one clip for the shadow and two charge cores for the ghost, claws/teeth.

History: Raised in poverty, beaten by a drunken father without a mother to defend her, there was nothing to live for. On her eighteenth birthday, after an uneventful trip to the store, was returning home when a flyer, taped to a nearby window, caught her eye. Curious, she walks closer to get a better look, realizing it’s an ad for the army, along with directions on how to sign-up. Ecstatic at the notion, she hurriedly writes down the address on a post-it note, quickly heading in the right direction. The address, it seemed, was the wrong one. For when she finally got there, it seemed nothing more than a rundown warehouse. Upon entering, again, it looked nothing like what she expected. A desk with a gaunt looking man in uniform filling out papers, eager men and woman sitting in nearby chairs, obviously they came to sign up as well. Walking up to the desk and after a short conversation, fills out some papers and takes a seat. After half an hour she hears her name called by the man. Telling her where to go, she slowly enters a second doorway to the left of him. Walking past several doors in the hallway she comes to the one he specified, door #12. Entering, a young man with a grin on his face and fiery red hair to complete the look, politely asks her to take a seat. After answering several survey questions she finds herself taking a physical more rigorous than anything she had ever done. Barely passing, she is then led into a room with others who passed the exam, some leaning against the wall, others sitting in some of the many chairs littering the room. Nobody was talking, everyone seemed grim, until a deep voice in the intercom greeted them, and then everything goes hazy. When she woke up, the process was already completed. Up until a few years ago she worked for the government, silencing anyone they thought was threatening, mostly politicians among other things. When it happened, it was like any other day, except her target, a former official that was thought to of leaked classified information to the press, her mother. Unable to finish the job she fled, pursued by those who once pulled all the strings. Killing was the only thing she was knew how to do, and she was good at it.

Yea ^^' i know it's not as good as your guy's but taking all things into consideration I do hope you like it

Anubis: Not as good? My friend, this is very good. Consider yourself approved, and consider me looking forward to meeting her IC.

[AnubisGod]

Name - Reaver (formerly Joseph Green)
Race - Lycanthrope - Wolf
Gender - Male
Age - Unknown, at least 30.
Country of Origin - USA
Faction - Goreclaw Pack
Rank Within Faction - Alpha Male *Pack Leader

Phys. Traits - Reaver stands at easily 7'0" tall, his coal black fur covering his entire mutated form. Teeth the size of ginsu knives form an ivory forest within his snout, and his canines are serrated, oddly enough. His claws are easily 14" long, and they are sharp as broken glass.

Mental Traits - Reaver has only one real mental trait, and that is to kill everything that isn't him, or his pack.

Weaponry and Equipment - Claws, Teeth, Natural Speed and Strength

History - Joseph Green was part of the first round of "modified humans" that were to be created in America. Unfortunately for him and the forty other participants, the procedure backfired horribly. The wolf cells injected into his body overtook and began to eradicate his human ones, causing his body to warp and change into the beast that he is today. His mind atrophied and warped by this process, earned him the name of 'Reaver', as he left his humanity behind. Now he hunts the streets of America, having left his pack in Tokyo, Japan. A silent howl echoes in the night as he hunts....

[Zomby]

Name: Kassa Adwa Hailu
Race: Modified Human
Modified Human Type (MOD ONLY): Ibex
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Country of Origin: Ethiopia
Faction: N/A
Rank Within Faction: N/A
Position Within Country (Countries ONLY): Special Agent
Weaponry and Equipment: .557 hunting rifle, but while on the job a Makarov PM
History: Even before his 'metamorphosis,' Kassa showed incredible physical talents. He first came under scrutiny by the Ethiopian government during his time as a young man when he gained local renown for his talents as a huntsman, climber, and amatuer boxer while living in Gonder. Offered an impressive income and a prestigious position in the developing intelligence sector of the government, Kassa took up his role with the state. In his contract was the agreement to allow the Ethiopian government to volunteer him for 'modification.' Thus, the young and new agent was sent to Tokyo where his life was changed forever.

Returning to the Horn of Africa, Kassa found that things he once believed impossible no longer were. Faces, that he once believed unclimbable, could now be done with the ease of the ibex he was spliced with. Additionally, his bones themselves seemed to strengthen and his own physical strength doubled in only a month. But now, it was time for Kassa to earn that six-digit income.

Kassa has, on his numerous missions and operations, seen the world. From the shores of the North Sea to the bitter conditions of the Himalayas, he has always pursued the goals of Ethiopia without a question. On his journeys, his sense of nationalism has grown and he has developed a strong dislike for all other nations.

But now, Kassa may be deployed in his most dangerous operation to date: the pursuit and apprehension of a Yemeni man named Ali Abdullah Bajamal...

Anubis: Approved.

[Ex-SoldierCloud]

Sorry it took so long, but here it is.

Name: Prince Richard IV of the Royal House of Windsor of the United Kingdom

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 24

Country of Origin: United Kingdom

Faction: United Kingdom (The Allies)

Position Within Country (Countries ONLY): Heir-apparent to the Throne of the United Kingdom

Physical Traits: 6' 1" tall with blonde, straight hair and clear blue eyes. He has a well-built body, thanks to all the swordplay tutoring from various master swordsman from around the world. His hands are somewhat callous, also from swordplay tutoring. However, his handsome features in his face draws attention of many of the opposite gender. Richard also has a rather big scar hidden on his back, caused by some near-fatal accident during his childhood.

Mental Traits: Bright, his intelligent seems to be limitless. He spent most of his life studying aboard and at home, attending numerous colleges and universities. However, he seems to be afraid of a number of things. Doctors speculate that his near-fatal accident during his childhood is one of the factors to his acrophobia. They also speculate that his achluophobia might be a result of Richard’s loneliness during his teen years.

Weaponry and Equipment:
Lionheart, Richard’s very slender rapier. Used to attack his enemies in quick succession.
Grand Cross, Richard’s heavy broadsword. Used as his main weapon against any enemies.
WR01R SHADOW, with some adjustment that increases the rifle’s range to 500 feet, but weakening firepower.
A Flashlight that he carries around at all times.

History: Born into the Royal House of the United Kingdom, he was given the best of everything. Thanks to his exceptional intelligence, he was able to finish required education by the age of 16, and finished his university studies by 19. He spent 5 years learning the art of dual-blades, perfecting it by his 5th year. He returned to his country of origin, with intent to bring about the changes that will turn the nation upside down.

Anubis: Approved.

[XXZoMBiEXX]

Name: Flight Soldier-001 "Urth Protocol-001"
Race: Modified Human- Falcon
Gender: Male
Age: 15 years, but bioengineered to appear as 27
Country of Origin: Tanzania, Zanzibar Island
Faction: The African Quarantine
Rank Within Faction: Protocol Soldier for Plague Containment
Position Within Country (Countries ONLY): Beginning of "Protocol project"
Physical Traits
Enhanced Sight
Superior Agility
Superior Speed
unstable body Pressure
Enhanced Strength
Enhanced Damage Recovery
Mental Traits
IQ: 140
Language: English
Weapon training Completed

Weaponry and Equipment:
Aerial Self-Pressured Flight Combat Suit


WR06H GHOST pistol
History: Bioengineered from a single cell from Dr. Alex Harsley, his creator, he was originally created for a model of an advanced super-soldier with flight capabilities. the DNA was sliced with falcon DNA, giving him lightweight and flight abilities. After the creation of his physical form, he was drugged with illegal drugs DRUGXR10074A, which created an almost indestructable skeleton, DRUGHH759E, which altered his reaction time making his reflexes faster than most MOD humans, DRUGXB00824D, which allowed him to observe with better senses, and DRUGHHG487, which altered his appearance. But something went wrong with the creation process, crippling him with unstable internal pressure, forcing him to be sealed within a pressure suit.
He was then issued the Aerial Self-Pressured Flight Combat Suit, which kept a stable internal pressure when up to 1,500 ft. He was ordered not to remove the suit, as the external pressure would kill him instantly. The suit was created to be virtually indestructable, unless opened from the helmet.
After four years, he trained with various weapons and scenerios, up to altitudes of 1,000 ft. He was removed from service, because a better suited, better trained flight soldier was created for mass production, nicknamed as "Purification protocol", or "Unit-002".
Eight years passed, and the "Unit-002" model soldiers were decomissioned for malfunctions. this setback for the Protocol project allowed for "Unit-001" to be recomissioned into the protocol Project for containment. Since the project required vast amounts of money, the Tanzanian government cancelled the mass production, forcing the "Unit-001" soldier to become the last of the Protocol project. He is now enabled to patrol over the infected areas. For the classification, the soldier was given the name "Urth Protocol-001"

[Lithium]

Zombie, i'm surprised you haven't figured out that no one roleplays on these forums anymore. We just piss each other off