The Darkest of Knights

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(Psst.. Go for justice)

GHOST
Name-Unknown
Age-21
gender: Male - for voice reference, go to this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rzgw66N7KYY
Alias-Ghost

Appearance
Hair: Unknown
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 241 lbs fully armored
Dress: A black full body suit that covers his body and hair; covering his suit are segments of plated armor that, although heavy, do not interfere with Ghost's agility. His eyes are covered by an ocular device with three lenses: two glow a bright green while the other some times shoots a red laser, possibly to mark his target. Other than giving Ghost an intimidating look, the device gives him both night and thermal vision. Lastly, the rest of his face is covered by a mask with a skull's mouth imprinted on (for reference, look at my avatar).

Eyes: Unknown
Skin: Unknown
General: A shadowy freelancer looking for a purpose for his power; this probing question, however, does not stop his personality from showing, as he is as deadly as he is sarcastic

Abilites: Although no superhuman, Ghost's armor gives him superb protection without hindering his agilility. He is a master at hand-to-hand combat, as well as swordplay. In addition, his accuracy with his sniper rifle is deadly

Weapons:
-Ghost always has his black canister rifle slung over his back; its put to its full use in Ghost's hands as there is no one who possesses better accuracy with such a high calliber bullet.
-On either side of Ghost's waist are two diamond shaped objects; at the touch of a button these objects shoot out two plasma blades on either side of the diamonds, forming a crescent. When sniping fails and the fight gets up close, these blades are Ghost's weapon of choice.
-Like any superhero, Ghost has a utility belt; its contents include grenades, semtex (sticky grenades), stun grenades, flashbangs, and smoke grenades.

Strengths: Confidence, accuracy, agility, speed, mental and physical strength, intelligence, resourcefulness, and sarcasm. Pretty much a beast.
Weaknesses: With such huge calliber bullets, he can only carry 1 cartridge of ammunition for his trusty sniper rifle (4 bullets). His blades are somewhat heavy limiting his agility somewhat. Lastly, his search for purpose often makes him unsure of his choices, causing him to hesitate from time to time.
Likes: Headshots, video games, girls, being alone

Dislikes: Large groups of people, tough choices

Bio: Not much is known about this shadowy figure, other than he randomly appeared in the city while two men were robbing a game store; Ghost dealt with the criminals and returned the money, but stole an Xbox and television himself, leaving a note claiming they were his price for the criminals. He later returned the TV, but stole a few games. His history is unknown, but his some times dark personality and shadowy appearance shows he had a complicated and possibly sinister past. Only he knows, and the only way for one to find out is to reach the stone heart beneath the beast.



If it's chill with you all, I might be in n out of this RP cause of work n other stuff. I still love RPing XD

XDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!

contradiction? I think so!

Great timing Ghost!

YES!!!!!!!! GHOST IS IN!!!!!!!!!!!! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YES!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH-YAAAA!!!!!! HAPPINESS LEVEL: 100%

The Hostile Sniper has returned to Gotham!!!

[Also just a heads up; this is a sequel XD]

1 DAY LEFFFFTTTTTT!!!! XD

'dees 'ezz gunna b epik o3o

Hells yeah :O!!!

2 weeks of suspense and its finally almost here just about as soon as Friday comes along in a few more hours of suspenseful suspense!.... Did that make sense? No? Ok! Perfect :DD

Wait, so as soon as it's midnight we can post? Or does M have other plans for a time?

Well you have to obviously wait for the opening post XD

And I've been planning a time with Shadow.. What's your timezone Music o_o?

o_O

You are very torturous Dx!

Um I think it's the same as yors.. crap the name slips me. It's 10:33 pm here right now.

Okay, yeah just wondering. Just wait for two or three posts for us to establish the story.

Ringing of his ears, light headed, wet. Was it blood? No, far too cold. He was being violently shaken with two hands by his broad shoulders. A faint voice was being muffled from... somewhere. Dick Grayson's vision was obscured, the haze was slowly lifting from his eyes. He was regaining consciousness. The sound of water lapping at his ears and flames burning can be heard. He was still being shaken vigorously when it finally hit him. "R-.. Robin?"

"What.. What happened Robin?" Batman asked stumbling to get up. "Wait, we crashed the Batwing?!"

"No.. I can't remember anything.. Look, Robin, are you going to tell me what's going on or not?" Batman protested still slightly dizzy making their way to dry land.

"They can fend for themselves. Look don't talk to me right now I need to concentrate.." He said as the Batmobile boomed down a dirt road. Trees seemed to be flying at them at every angel, sweat beading at Batman's face and his hands clenching the wheel.

The Chief of Police had set up cameras and was ready to talk to Gotham City. The Local television station was about to broadcast his face to the city, then to the world. "Batman wanted," he said calmly "for the murder of Commissioner James Gordon. He has been convicted of this crime and is wanted for questioning. Thank you for your time."

Batman decided to ignore his young apprentice; he needed to concentrate. Batman managed to mutter under his breath what he repeated to her before without knowing it, "I'll tell you when we're out of the city.."

The Batmobile came to a screeching halt. Batman jumped out of the Batmobile and took out a small single button remote, pressing it and entering a voice command: "Subspace." And the ground began to shake as it disclosed the large and majestic Batwing. "Hop in." He told Robin. "Now."

Alice and Barbara began meandering around the police station. "You know it better than I do." Whispered Alice to Barbara. "Damn straight, follow me." She ordered as the entire station was busy with the crisis at hand. Taking out a pair of her father's old keys they approached a door that said "Authorized Personnel" and she unlocked it and the duo walked in, inconspicuously. Screens, computers, lights, knobs and buttons were before them. "Let's get to work." Alice said cracking her knuckles.

"I'm going to tell you! Just be patient.." Batman hopped into the Batwing and Robin began to strap down. "These aren't the circumstances in which I'm going to tell you. Its important but we have to get away for a while. So just be quiet for thirty minutes or so. Until we're clear of everyone who wants my head."

They Batwing was screaming across the night sky when Batman had enough of Robin's attitude, he turned around to face her. "You never knew Bruce! He would have left you without saying anything, if you knew how grave this situation was you'd understand! And I've got news for you, I am the real Batm-" the dynamic duo felt the impact on the right wing of the ship when the rocket struck it and blew it off into a million tiny pieces. The sound and feeling of air came rushing in to the cockpit as the Batwing spun furiously out of control. The aircraft came crashing down into the waters of Gotham.

Karmy Anderson sat quietly next to a crackling fire, deep in thought. She was currently alone in a small clearing in the forest west of Gotham City, Having left Casius, Ghost and Cyrah a few days ago to come pay a visit to The Insomnios. As she stared into the fire she twisted the small ring on her right ring finger, which kept on changing colors rapidly. This was unusual because normally for Karmy it just changed to one color and stayed that way. Depending on her mood of course. Casey's ring never came off of her, just like his bag which was now drapped across Karmys shoulders. "I'm gonna guess you've heard the news huh?" a voice startled her and she nearly fell over. "Oh hey Caspian." Karmy turned to see a man with a guitar strapped to his back, walking to into the clearing of where Karmy was. "Yeah.. I've heard." she replied, still twisting the ring. Plopping down next to her, Caspian pulled his guitar around and began strumming it, creating a relaxing tune. Karmy sighed as the soothing beats filled her ears. "I'm surprised you haven't left yet." Caspian said, turning his eyes to meet hers. "Yeah. Me too." she said turning to him. "Something on your mind?" he asked, still strumming his guitar. "Its just," she started. "Choices.."

"I know what you mean Sunshine." he said, still calling her by the name he had given her when they first met. "But, think about it like this. Life changing choices are something that we all have to make. And who knows," he smiled. "This just might be one of those smart choices that I've heard so much about!" Karmy laughed and stopped twisting the ring. Caspian was one of the few people that could always calm Karmy down, and she was thankful for that. "Dude, I know. And I'm pretty sure I've made my decision now." she grinned and hugged her old friend. Smiling back, Caspian stood up, still strumming his guitar as he began to walk away. "You always do."

In a cafe in Gotham, Nickoli Marx sat watching the news. Batman? Well talk about one heck of a hero to go bad. Leaving the cafe, his cell phone rang. "Hello?" An inraged male voice barked into the phone. "Nickoli! Where the h*ll are you?! You should ha-" The voice was cut off and another, a sweet female voice, began to talk. "Jersey chill out! Hey Nick, did you see the news?" Nickoli remained calm even though he wanted to yell at Jersey who he could hear in the background. "Yes. Why does Batman concern us? He's a great hero but, Sky he has nothing to do-" Sky said simply, "If we get him to the police, they'll see that V.A.M.P is helpful. This is our bigest mission yet! Just by trying to catch him will help everyone think that vampires are good. So were bringing him in."

"Do you think he did it?" Nick asked leaning on his motorcycle now. "That isn't important. If he did, then we bring him in. If not then the police will know. That's why they said 'questioning' it's not a killing. Now we'll met you at the police station." Police staiton? Nickoli thought, "Uh why th-" Jersey cut him off, "We're getting info on Bat's last known location so shut up and get going!" Nickoli sighed, "Jersey, go drink some A positive. You always wait to long to feed." With that he hung up the phone and started his bike towards the police station.

BIG DAY O DA RP! YYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHH! XD

Two years ago, Casius sat in the same barseat, drinking the same drink when he heard of the passing of Bruce wayne. UNliek then, he wasn't drowning his miseries in a bottle of Jack Daniel's. And he did't blast Ernie's TV to kingdom come this time, either. Not doning his power armor at the time, he observed the developing news story. Cyrah tilted her head. "The Batman...... It dosen't make sense." She said in thought. "Does it EVER make sense when it comes to the Bat?" Casius asked, shruging his shoulders. "Not really." Cyrah replied, puttering with the green controls on her cybernetics in much the same way Casius did with his cannon. Like father like daughter.' He thought. Although both seemed to be at ease, their minds were hard at work:
Why did the Batman do it?
Did he even do it at all?
How did the commisioner die?
The events of two years ago continued to enter Casius's mind, everything from being hired by Twoface, to the crisis with that frickin' looney-toon Charger, right up to the showdown with the Lanterns. The more he thought about what happened the LAST time bartman was on the blink, he knew that this meant there was gonna be some serious stuff going down this time also....

Hey, this was the batman they were talking about. Big stuff seemd to be a by-product of the guy.

At the Gotham City Police Department, the entire place was going haywire. "Chief we just lost satellite!" One said, "Our landline communication is offline!" Said another. "We're losing feed on the streets sir!!" The Chief looked around. "Well get it back! What's going on around here?" He screamed furiously. "No idea sir... we're losing all radio contact to. Must be a bug in the system." The Chief of Police face palmed. "Okay some mechanic in the communications room, stat!" "Sir!"

Barbara and Alice walked out very quietly, nearly tiptoing. "C'mon let's hurry." Barbara said swiftly stride forward and bumped into the mechanic. "Ms. Gordon!?" The strong southern accent rang in her head. "You alright Babs?" Alice asked helping her to her feet. "I'm fine... Officer Bard?"
"Ms. Gordon! It is you!"
"Call me Barbara, Officer.."
"And you call me Jason! What are you doing here? Its been months!"
"Uhh, this is my associate and uhh.. Babysitter. Alice, Alice Mau. I was showing her around."
"Babysitter?"
"Yeah, for Nicole.. She thinks she's old enough by now but Dick doesn't trust her."
"Oh yeah yeah.. Man what a terrible time for a tour, oh! So sorry to hear about your dad Ms. Gordon! We'll catch that bat once n' for all. You don't have to worry about a thing!"
"Yeah.. Worry."
Just then the Chief of Police came up to them. "Bard!! What're you doing?! Get to the communications room! Now Bard! Now!!" He screamed. "Gah!! Sorry sir! Just catching up with an old friend and I was-" "I don't care Bard! Hurry up! We're wasting time!!" "Yes sir!" Officer Bard replied and hurried off. The Chief of Police turned on his heel and walked in the opposite direction.

"Babysitter?" Asked Alice.
"It was the best I can come up with." Barbara replied.