Welcome to Organization X,

In the shadows of th worlds and simensions, there are those who use evens of worlds for their own gain. Plotting the rise of the dark ages once more Organization X is composed of many different people all from their own background that have come together for their own reasons. But to join Organization X you must give up something importent.....yourself. Your memories are no more, yu never existed a new start and a nw chance. In Oblivion the organization thrives, their base at Twilight serves as an academy forthe newer members who have yet to find their place among the organization. Tim however is running out war is on the horizon the organization is being torn in two by those who live in the dark, and those who wish t return to the light. The choice is yours, but remember everyy action deals a concequence, the question is can you live with the result?

Rules:

1. Follow all normal rules
2. I am in charge
3. No godmodding
4. No killing a character without their permission
5. PM profiles titled Organization X
6. will add rules as needed

Ranks: Limited slots so FIRST COME FIRST SELECT

Master (1): leader of organization

Squad leaders (5): organization is broken into te five major squads these leaders of the squad are second in comand to the master (get to pick name for your squad and when these spots are taken the others much choose which squad they want to join)

Sub leader (5): second in comand to squad leaders

General (5): third in command to squad leaders often the ones giving out the missions to lower members in the squad

Holic (5): the brain for the squad or the one who takes care of all the behind he scenes things during missions (if you have questions just ask on this one)

Feild agent (limitless): they complete missions for the teams

Specialized members (limit of 5 pere squad): they are the strongest members saved for important members

Profiles Include:

My Master is....(played by)
I am now called....(name)
I am believed to be...(age)
I am seen as....(personality)
I have become....(appearance)
When confronted in battle I use....(weapon)
Praise is given to me for being....(rank)
I am attracted to....(sexuality)
My heart pounds around...(crush)
My secret is....(weakness or anything special)
My dream is...(what do you want in life)
Time has given me...(extra)

Accepted Profiles:

Master:
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Squad Leaders
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Sub Leader
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General
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Holic:

- My Master is....Kiyoto
I am now called....Skylark (Sky)
I am believed to be...16
I am seen as....Loyal and a good lstener but independent andoutgoing
I have become.... http://images2.fanpop.com/images/pho...78-570-780.jpg
When confronted in battle I use.... http://www.estarland.com/images/prod...8752/50205.jpg
Praise is given to me for being....Holic
I am attracted to....both
My heart pounds around...currently single (no one)
My secret is....He plays the piano
My dream is...To not have to hide his feelings
Time has given me...the ability to sense others emotions
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Field Agents

Specialized Members

{Oh noooooes!!! I forgot my character's name 0.0 *checks top secret folder where all RP characters are kept* OOHH!! lol ^^"}

Kata took in a deep breath, raising her sword, "Akuma", to eye level. The cold morning air chilled her skin as she studied the sharp steel of the weapon in her hands before thrusting it forwards, backwards, and then turning 180 degrees and repeating. It was four o'clock a.m.. No one was awake now, Kata had made sure of it. To her, it was the highest form of offense for anyone to witness her train in the courtyard. That's why she always trained for an hour and a half in the early morning and again late into the night. Soon the goose-bumps on her bare arms where replaced with sweat as she started to swing her sword and create complicated movements. She repeated each movement a hundred times before going onto the next one. All the skill and respect that she acquired was completely due to her practice sessions; she took them very seriously.
"Aahh," she sighed, driving her sword into the ground before swiping the sweat accumulating on her brow with her forearm. Leaning against the staked sword, she focussed on turning her ragged, shallow breathing into slow, deep lungfulls of air. After several minutes, Kata yanked Akuma out of the ground and continued her practice.

Skylark kept his eyes on his book as he walked down the hall not wanting to look up into the faces of the other students.

"Ah, I practiced too long!" thought Kata, stopping mid-swing when she saw several people pass a high window in succession. Sliding Akuma back into it's scabbard, she crossed the distance between her and the courtyard gate quickly. Making sure not to run, for that would ruin her reputation, she paced down the hallways, people moving out of her way like a school of fish would for a barracuda. Only one person did not, maybe because he couldn't see her, the book he was reading blocking his view. Thoughtlessly, Kata pushed the boy aside, not apologizing or even giving a glance backwards.

Leaning against the wall of the corridor, Theophania could not believe her eyes. "Is that girl serious?" she thought. Rolling her eyes in disgust, she launches from the wall and grabs the shoulder of a girl wielding a beautiful sword and spins her around, lifting her off the floor a few inches by her collar. "Hey, what's your deal, girl?" Theo demands. "Do you have no respect? Just shoving people around like that. People like you make me sick." She releases the girl and stalks off. She is late.

{roflmao I love your signature, Swan ^^}

Kata remained cool, staring into the eyes of the girl who dared to treat her with such vigor. When she was released, she caught up to her in a few quick strides. Grabbing her shoulder, she pulled her back and hissed venomously in her ear, "Since you don't seem to know who your talking to I'll let you go. But next time when you dare show such disrespect to a Specialized Member you won't get off so easy." Letting go of the girl and turning on her heel, Kata started off to her next class, which happened to be Combat 9.

As the girl turned to go, Theo stuck her foot out and barely caught the girl, causing her to trip and fall on her face. Looking down on the girl who was now on the ground, she knelt down close to her face. "I don't give a rat's ass who you are, princess" Theo whispered. "I just care about people thinking they're all that and a bag of chips and stepping over others just because you think they're worthless. So, that being said, have a great day pumpkin" Dammit, she thinks, Now I'm REALLY late! She takes off at a run to get to her next class, Combat 9, and leaves the girl there

Skylark looks up at bit at the people talking he moved a bit closer.

{I hate my computer right now!! I wrote THREE paragraphs for this RP, go away for a little while, and when I come back they're ALL GONE!!! FLIBBERTYJOBBETWTFBBQ!!!!}

Fortunately, since Kata was trained in several different areas of self defense, she was able to catch herself, the fall inflicting minimal damage. Picking herself up as soon as the unknown girl had left, she dusted herself off before sauntering over to her class. I'll play along with her ego for now- she thought- it's never worth it to beat inferiors.
The late bell rang, signaling all students not in their classes to hustle, not that Kata payed any attention to it. She was an A+ student; the Combat 9 teacher wouldn't reprimand her. Not much, anyway.

{I'll post more soon ^^ Have to check up on something first lol}

Skylark sighed "pathetic". He keeps walking.

Kata, not hearing what Skylar had said, continued to the courtyard where Combat 9 took place. Several dummies lined up in a row, any given one facing a student wielding some kind of weapon, whether it be a sword, spear, or ax. A man, late twenties perhaps, stood in front of all of them, observing and helping the students who seemed to have the most trouble.
"Reporting for class, General Roger!" Kata strode up to the man and saluted.
"Your late, Kata," the man replied before adding, "Does everything have to be so military with you?"
"It's not being military, it's being disciplined!" Kata defended. Roger looked her over before laughing.
"Get to your station, Specialized Member Kata!" he mocked her playfully.
"Yes, sir!" she answered with a grin before jogging off to a lonely dummy at the far end of the line. Drawing her sword, she wished for a real life partner, that way things would be more challenging.

A girl with long, black hair that went down to her elbows which surrounded her pale face ran into the courtyard where Kata was. She had a scabbard holding a long katana tied to her waist with some string. She had a serious look on her face, but as she turned to Roger her expression brightened, but only slightly.
"Ahh! So this is where Combat 9 takes place, right?" she asked Roger tentatively before remembering she had a map. She looked at it and her lip twitched, as if she was going to smile but it was to painful. Then, she looked rather relieved, and then a triumphant expression passed over her face.
"Finally!" she said angrily while pushing past Roger and walking to the very end of the line, right next to Kata. As she made it to the end, she pulled her hair into a pony tail and tied it up, before unsheathing her katana from the scabbard. She looked at it with adoration before realizing someone was actually beside her. She turned around and looked at Kata, and almost smiled, but then it stuck, and instead she spoke to her.
"I saw what happened with that girl. It's best to just ignore the inferior." she said while looking at Kata with respect, and holding her hand out for a handshake.
"My name's Orla. What's yours?" she asked gently.

Skylark continued his journey down the hall.

Kata, surprised that someone understood her viewpoint, looked Orla over before responding.
"I agree completely," she took the girl's hand and shook it firmly before answering her question. "I am Specialized Member Kata, it's a pleasure meeting you." Having no respect for anyone other than General Roger and the Master, she never really thought she would ever meet someone who understood how she felt, or would even attempt making friends with her. "How long have you been part of Organization X?" Kata asked, retracting her hand.

Sitting on the side, Theo watched the girls talking. She stood up and approached them. Smiling, sweetly, she said "Hello ladies, my name is Theophania, Theo for short, and I'm a Specialized Member who, frankly, could care less about other people as long as they keep their noses clean." The smile turns into rage. "Let me get this straight, pumpkin. WHO ARE YOU TO DECIDE WHO'S INFERIOR?" Theo laughs. "Of course, you are highly skilled with your swords, I know this because I watch anybody and everybody including y'all. But you think you're all that and a bag of chips, and that you're better than everyone else. NOBODY, not even myself, is better than anyone else. Everyone is equal, in their own respects and on different levels. Is that clear, my lovelies?"

Roger intervenes. "PEOPLE IT IS TIME FOR CLASS," he roars. Theo walks off to face her dummy

{I'm sorry but Roger is my character -_- I guess I should have posted that, but I didn't anticipate any problems. Sorry =c}

Kata gave Theo a level and indifferent as she scolded her. But as Theo turned to leave, a small smile slipped onto Kata's face, not taking long to evolve into a humored grin, then a chuckle, and then uncontrollable laughter. Gripping her sides as if they where about to split, she cried out loud, every student looking at her as if she was crazy.
"Kata, is there something funny you find about this class?" General Roger asked her sternly, unmoving from his spot up ahead of the line without any dummy.
"N-no, sir!" Kata stopped laughing immediately, straitening up at once. Hands firmly placed against her side, her strong frame shook as she tried to control the humor she found in Theo's words.
"Then what do you find so funny?" the general/teacher asked.
"Just a joke I listened to, sir," she answered, using extra emphasis on the word 'joke'. Roger gave Kata a look that was nothing short of a scolding. Knowing her for the entire length of her carrier at Organization X, he knew it wasn't a real joke, but that she was laughing at someone or something someone said that should be taken seriously.
"Who wants to be my uke {In Judo we use that word for partner or someone we'll demonstrate a throw on}?"
Instantaneous with his words, Kata's hand shot up in the air.

Orla's eye brows rose up in surprise while Kata's frame rocked with laughter. Then, sudden anger bubbled in Orla as she let out a curse under her breath that the teacher was paying attention to everyone. If he wasn't, she would have walked over to Theo and gave her a sharp rap on the head, before telling her that she would call anyone an inferior or subordinate if she saw them as so, and that's how she saw Theo.
But you haven't had a fight with her yet. She may be able to best you. a voice in her head reasoned, and Orla inwardly shrugged.
Maybe so. The only problem is that Theo had called us pumpkins, lovelies, and, above all, she thought that I thought that I was better than everybody. I'm not so sure with Kata, but I'm not like that. Sure, I may give people some slightly offensive nicknames, like inferior, but sometimes I don't really think of them that way. she thought angrily.
But now that doesn't go for Theo, huh? a voice in the back of her head said, and Orla smiled. Reeling herself out of her angry thoughts, she turned to Kata, trying to find out what was happening.

"Raise your hand," Kata whispered to Orla, "Roger might pick you to be uke for the day!"
It was always a honor to help the teacher with his duties.

Theo turned to look at Kata as she laughed. 'What a brat,' Theo thought. 'Does she think everything is such a game?'. Theo shook her head in disgust 'She must come from a powerful family to believe as such.' She raised her hand slowly as Kata shot her hand up, Theo's eyes burning into the other girl. Chuckling, she says under her breath "I wish I had laser vision"

{sorry didn't know that was your character... totally my bad! i shoulda figured that but eh oh well}

{Lol, it's fine ^^ You didn't do anything big so it doesn't matter ;) Ooh!! How many easter eggs have you found?}

Rubbing his chin, Roger looked over the line of students. He chose not to pick Kata, she had been disruptive, so his eyes didn't stop at her, even though her hand was up. Reaching the end of the line, he looked at Theo and then at a very nervous looking boy standing in front of the dummy next to her. For a while he debated the idea of picking the lad. Weren't teachers supposed to pick students who seemed the least functional? It would help the poor pupil a lot, but then the class wouldn't gain as much. Theo seemed to be the better pick. Grinning, he called out, "Theo and Kevin, come on up!"
Kevin, the fidegty, stick-like figure of a student, began to shake as he forced his pale body towards the general. Half-way there, he got so worked up that he fainted, falling to the ground with a deafening 'thump.'
"Okay, just Theo come up," Roger eyed the boy and then looked at Kata. "Take him to the Infirmary, Kata."
"Yes, sir!" came the expected answer as the Specialized Member strode over to the sickly classmate. Squatting down, she draped his arms over her shoulders. Securing his legs against her hips, she lifted him, a grunt escaping her lips. He was heavy for a twig. Donning a stern face, she walked out of the courtyard without a complaint. "It's a superiors job to take care of those underneath," Kata reminded herself silently. If the superiors couldn't protect their underlings, then who could?

Skylark saw the people out on the feilds he moves a bit closer to the door.

A few yards off, Kata spotted the boy who she had pushed earlier. Shouldn't he be in class? She shook her head, forcing the thought out of her head. If he was ditching, then he would be caught and punished. None of it was her business.
Striding pass him, she didn't even spare a glance at him as she walked on towards the Infirmary.

When Roger called her name, Theo started walking up. As Kata walked the boy to the infirmary, she looked back at them. 'I hope that wasn't anything serious,' she thought. Just before she turned back around her eye caught on the boy from before, the entire reason Theo seemed locked in a duel with that Kata girl. Shaking her head, Theo approached Roger as instructed

Skylark follows the girl who had run into him earlier.

"Okay, Theo. Today we are going to learn about basic self defense, since last test sores where so.... low. Now, I want you to come at me! No pressure, just do your best," Roger eased himself into a defensive posture, drawing his sword.

Stopping halfway down an empty hall, Kata paused a moment.
"Are you going to follow me all the way to the Infirmary?" she asked finally in an indifferent monotone. "Or are you simply going to a class that happens to be in the same direction?"