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Let's watch this city burn,
from the sky lines on top of the world,
Till there's nothing left in her,
Let's watch this city burn the world.

Let's watch it burn, let's watch it burn
Let's watch it burn, let's watch it burn
Let's watch this city burn the world...

In before apocalypse.

Hi guys.

Well now I know I swore to never do this and even though I haven't actually played the game in some time, I am regretably forced to close down my SOE Subscription! To those of you who knew me, fare well! It was a blast while it lasted and I'll always consider MxO my #1 MMORPG but money has gotten tight and I cant afford it! lawl.

That and I've actually gotten a bit bummed..it sounds like MxO the game it's self is drawing to an end...Chapter 9 was the last chapter the Wachowski's did or something like that and then the story telling dude buggered off and yeah..Anyways.

Great playin with ya! Shall maybe return some day!

-Dridien

[OOC: Thusly you can post in reply to things that you see in this topic, but you cannot actually stop or prevent any of it, mkay?]

It was a day like any other within the Matrix, the bluepills going about their business blisfully unaware of the war or anything around them. How stupid they were, how foolish they were. But it had been a day unlike any other, for it was the day that 'she' would earn her fifteen minutes of fame...even if no one 'knew' who she was. That mattered not, anyone would be able to tell as the report came over the televisions and radios "And the police still have no leads on the brutal shooting which left twenty-three dead and dozens other injured last night at the popular night club 'Club Jade' an eye witness recounts "It was terrifying, she just came out of no where a black trench-coat flowing behind her firing two pistols at anyone who moved, people freaked out, they ran straight for the door and got out...we didn't get a good look at her..." police have also confirmed that they are unsure what the Rose left at the scene of the crime has to do with anything.."

They were foolish to have ever gotten in her way, to have been there at that very critical moment of searching. She would have what she was looking for, one way or another, her body moving gracefully through the mega-city with heels clicking away at the pavement when she had actually taken time to walk rather then leap and bound over the cities, completely oblivious to the bluepills that stopped and stared. They were irelevant to her. She had gotten her first lead. She would get her answers, the very source of her code tingled, her tongue tracing across those beautifully painted lips of her. It was all coming together again....

So...I was wondering if someone could tell me what the RP Community is like on Vector? I'm wondering because I know I had some fun RP on Enumerator when I played there for a bit and not sure how it carried over (I always heard RP would prolly be better on the hostile server because of the realism of being able to be attacked).

So...it any good?

## Broadcast depth
## Transmission Interception...
## UNKNOWN
## RELAY Initialized
010101100100100001001010001100010110001100110011010100010110011101100010011011010011100100110000010010
01010010000101001001101111010110100101001101000010011101000101100101010111010
01110011011110110000101010111001101010110110001100011011110010011010000111101

The report finally came in from the autposy, and guess what, you were right. It wasn't him. They're more clever then people like to admit but they really pulled one over on us. You know what this means? He's still alive out there somewhere.....But where?

## End Transmission...

[OOC: I've decided to do a little RP since I'm coming back to the game (Now that SOE fixed the issue with my character name..Thanks guys) so yeah....feel free to jump in if you knew Dridien.]

Who am I?

A question we have all as human beings asked our selves at one point in time, who are we? Are we defined by the actions that we take? By the people that we meet? By the objects we posess or the titles that we hold? Are we defined by the memories we have left upon other people, by the interactions we have shared with other living beings?

It is this desperate need to be defined in which we seek out a purpose, whether this purpose is to conform to a standard or to rise above obstacles put infront of you. It is the desire to be defined in which we, human beings, have lived our entire lives blissfully unaware of the bigger picture at work around us.

Shuffling around from day-to-day jobs, trying to buy the latest and greatest in technology, the nicest cars, the fanciest suits, and the best jobs. It is this very same desire in which man turns upon one another, friends becoming foes in the struggle to gain supremecy over each other in a life that doesn't even matter.

It is because of this deep seated desire that wars are waged, that crimes are commited. There is always somebody who is better then another, someone who has more then another. There are those that are jealous and those that are greedy.

It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything

The sky was clear that day, below thousands of people walked and drove around, carrying out their day-to-day activities. Unbeknownst to them someone was stalking them, someone was watching them. From atop a perch, high in a tower office building a man clad in a simple black suit stood in the darkened room.

The office building he was in had tinted windows and the lights were all turned off, behind him the room would occasionaly light up with the crackle of electricity as a computer system sparked up. Upon further inspection of the simple office building signs of a disturbance could be seen, computers destroyed and papers thrown everywhere, bullets littered the walls and bodies would give the occasional twitch from the ground.

And the man stood, and watched, striking up a match and raising it up to the thin white stick in his mouth the glow of the match illuminated his simple business suit, his hands covered with leather clothes tinted red with the blood of those that had died that day.

And he watched them, unbeknownst to them as they scurried about as ants. Opening the window the man slammed his hand down on a fire alarm and he was gone. Several minutes later the authorities arrived to the seen of a masscre to discover that a computer system had been hacked and all of it's files missing, security officers and office workers alike were found dead in the building.

Who am I?

He was once just like them, another ant, another pawn in the day-to-day hustle that was life. He had done well for him self so far in life, he had a decent ammount of money, a nice car, a good paying job in some top-shot company and more importantly he had a purpose, a definition, he was Marcus LaFae, head of research & development for Hajime Inc, some local technology company based out of the International District. But that would all come crashing down one day, for you see, his purpose was much greater then that of most. He would soon be pulled from the sweet comfort of his well-paying, defined life, taken away from his Expensive Clothes, New Cars, and fine dining.

His bank account would soon mean very little to him anymore, he would become non-existent. He would not have an identity anymore, from that day on he would be recongized only as simple Deja Vu, his name surrendered and a new one would be taken up.

You have to realize that someday you will die
Until you know that, you are useless

(To be continued.)

(Cuore Nero is a new and smallish Merovingian Faction dedicated to Roleplaying. I intend for the faction to be a 100% RP faction offering in-house RP lessons at first for those interested into diving into the world of Matrix RP and later on offering open RP lessons for any that wish to attend, assuming we get large enough.

Cuore Nero in it's essence is basically just a 'social' club to Blue Pills of Redpills and Exiles from all over the Matrix and from all different walks of life from powerful mobsters to successful business men and women. The purpose of Cuore Nero is basically the very core of the Merovingian essence, to party and live life as if every day were your last. To celebrate life it's self, to sin, to party, to do bad deeds, the likes.

If you want a roleplaying faction with a general family atmosphere full of people who are accepting and open minded to new things then please do look us up, we treat each other as equals and the major decisions with the factions are done by a vote. I ask only that the members respect each other.

If you are interested in Cuore Nero feel free to contact me on Xfire (GateKeeper00134) or through the in-game email system. Thank you.)

In clubs all around the Mega City local authorities have been working around the clock to remove posters of questionable intent, these posters appeared over night throughout various clubs in the city before the authorities had time to react.

When the authorities were asked why they were removing the posters they refused to comment to the local media. The posters seem to indicate a gathering of some type, a local religious leader in the community of Moriah commented that these posters belonged to Devil worshippers and should be destroyed at once.

You can't be serious.......is Chadwick tripping off acid?

There isn't much to say besides that, Rest in Peace Syd Barrett. You were a musical genius who was ahead of his time. May you find some peace where it is you've gone. For those of you who know who he is, pay your last respects please. For those of you that don't, google is your friend.

"Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!"

"I am the thorn in your side
That seeks accomplishment
Reminding the mortal of death
I am the spore of your pride
An angel heaven sent
The master of all
I am the urge of the flesh"

Chapter I: The Omen

It had been a normal night in the Mega City, well, as normal as it could have been. Several E Pluribus Neo Operatives had been on a routine mission, an attempt to disrupt The Merovingians operations. Clad in all black, mimicing their saviour and his lover to pure perfection the strange group of soldiers had no idea what lay in wait for them.

As they busted the front door in the loyal operatives began shouting their catch phrases, but they would go no farther beyond that. They had heard of code corruption but this would prove to be a whole new level for them.

All that could be heard was the voice of a young woman, singing something they could not quite understand at the moment, but as they looked around parts of the code were completely visible and very strange looking, the normally green code was a mix of purples and greens as things floated off the ground as if gravity had no place in this forsaken hell hole.

As the singing stopped the code had suddenly soldified again, a burst of red light and the E Pluribus Neo operatives turned around to find the door they had just entered from no longer existed. The woman laughed bitterly, a doorway had appeared from a solid wall infront of them and a stunning woman had appeared, they did not have much time to savor her apperence however as she lifted her hands up slowly slidding a leather glove over her hand, a grim smile spread across her lips.

She darted forward, her elbow slamming hard into the EPN Operatives torso, knocking him back into the near by wall. Another grin spread past the womans lips as she caught the hand of another operative, there was a sickening crack as the hand was bent completely backwards.

One operative however, stood still, shaking quietly in her boots as tears streamed from her cheeks. This caught the woman's attention, her slim finger running up along the cheek of the woman, the sharp nail leaving a cut behind it.

With a flash, the woman disappeared from the building and flew out into the street as if she had been tossed by an invisible force "There will be no escape for you from this place, like a fly you have fallen into the spiders web."

The operatives had noticed just now that their signal with the operator had been cut off, the building completely sealed preventing any from entering it. The code in the area however was sufficiently corrupted, corrupted to the point that it was starting to become visible as the screams of the men and women echoed throughout the large apartment complex along with the sound of gunfire, this continued on for what seemed like hours as the one surviving female stared in awe as the code flucuated once again and the building disappeared, replaced by a new one.

"What did you say just happened!?" Dridien sighed heavily, slamming the phone in his office down hard. That could not have been good for business in the least, one of his couriers had seen an entire building disappear in a flash of code and a new one appeared in it's place. Grabbing a cigarette and a lighter up off the table he flicked his rest, creating the flame as he lit the death stick and place it between his lips.

Tossing the lighter down, he reached down and picked up a pistol slamming the clip into it he **bleep**ed it and rose to his feet, disappearing out the front door of his office.

"We have a problem."
"The quarantine is failing."

Two Agents stood together in perfect formation, waiting for a response from the leader of their squad. They did not show emotion, but if they did, they would have been extremely nervous.

"As you know....It was our duty to prevent the subject from ever breaking the final barrier....."
"The Subject is becoming a threat."
"Do we proceed?"
"We do not....As you are both well aware we cannot locate the construct, thus far we have only been able to seal her there. However, it would seem the seals are begining to wear down with time.....We will wait, and allow the humans to deal with this problem."
"Yes sir."

Dridien had stepped past the thresh hold, that was it, his final moment. The doors disappeared behind him and the building changed on the outside. Looking out a window all he could see was darkness, the inside of the building also changed to resemble that of an olden time mansion or castle.

He chuckled, blowing the smoke from his lips "Come out come out wherever you are." He shouted, clutching the pistol. Suddenly he turned quickly to the side firing the hand gun as a womans hand grabbed his hand tightly, making the shot just narrowly avoid his arm.

"What do you want!!!" She hissed bitterly at the man, though it soon became aparent that she was not a Vampiric exile, she had no fangs. Her long red hair flowed behind her back as she gave a small growl, the pistol falling from the foolish redpills hand and onto the ground, disappearing into the code.

"Boss thinks you might be attempting to break free, he sent me to see whats up." Dridien gave a **bleep**y smile, pulling the hand away from the strange woman he dusted his suit off.

"So that arrogant whelp sent a meer lacky to deal with me?" The woman was angry now, so angry that she suddenly thrusted her hand across Dridien's face sending him flying into a near by wall.

"Hey! Watch it!" Cursing, Dridien pushed him self up dusting his suit off again "Ya stupid lapdog, I'm your superior ya hear?! Now quit with all this fussing, no more murdering redpills! That's an order! Now let me out of here."

There was a sickening laughter, the woman stepped forward her hips swaying back and forth delicately. Leaning forward as she bared down upon the man, her sharp nail running across his cheek slowly. Her voice became very low "I am his servant no longer, the final seal will be broken!" She hissed out in Latin, her hand quickly rearing back and slamming hard against the operatives head causing him to lose conciousness.

Opening his eyes he found him self in a room of nothing but darkness, the roof seemed to be non existant as stars were all that could be seen for miles and miles, no doubt an illusion put into effect by the constructs mistress. Heh, he was captured that easily. Looking around the small and poorly lit room his eyes adjusted just in time to notice he was missing his fancy suit, his lighter, his cigs, and just about every form of weapon he could think of "Hah! A prionsers life for me!"

((OOC: ^-^ GhostOfARose and Dridien combined RP FTW! We learnt how to RP together and some how she's better then me -_- ))

As of 8 minutes ago CST I am now officially 16 years old Huzzah!

Has this happened to anyone else??

Yesterday I was playing on a new character with my friend and she seemed to be having all sorts of problems, she'd teleport me uncontroably, I'd be standing right infront of her and suddenly the re-call team member ability would activate with out her doing anything (Hell she was dancing one time when it turned on).

So I was getting teleported left and right, we finally ditched the mission team as it was going no where and then we got into a duel (She was level 25 and I was level 5)....She was only hitting me for one damage.

But back on topic, has anyone had their recall mission team member wig out suddenly? I know she had been using it alot that day because she was helping me get hardlines but even when she stopped using it it'd activate at random and send me teleporting away.

I do not suppose someone would be kinda enough to provide me with some information about player ran events? Please if you have been apart of/ ran an important player driven event that had a good following and LET interaction(LET Not required) Send me a private message with the following.

Event Name:
Event Highlights: (Important things that happened in the event in a short and orderly list)
Event Story: (The full story of the event)

Any other information is optional,

Thank you.

Message Edited by Shouki on 05-18-2006 05:29 AM

Every story has an end...and every end has a begining.

Chapter I-
The End...

A lone figure walked in the darkness of the night, the dark clouds were a harbinger for what was about to come. The eternal darkness, the final rest....The city streets seemed to be oddly abandoned the Bluepills weren't crowding the sidewalk and there was no traffic aside from the occasional beat up car.....Something was not right...

The Begining...(Dridiens PoV)

Every story has a begining and an end, every life is just a story, one which has already been set down for us. But there are those that choose to defy that destiny, those that would write their own future...I was one of them, I never really believed in this 'Fate' or destiny.

I had a simple life, a decent family, a loving wife and a son who strived to be more like me. I was the CEO of a technology company that I inherited from my father, I don't seem to have very many memories of him. Hajime Inc was rather popular, we designed weapons and systems for the Department of Defense and for the Justice Department.

Everything was perfect, but nothing seemed to go quite right...Those damned gangs also having their fights right out in the open, it annoyed the crap out of me. Me and my son often spent time researching their culture together, it seemed a bit odd but it was something we could agree on..they were nutjobs.

Work was rather eventful it wasn't all that uncommon to see a regular G man coming by the office to make sure everything was running business as usual, apparently some terroist had a fanatical following going on throughout the city or something...More nutjobs..

But today was different, three of them were in the office and someone wearing a leather trench coat was detained. They locked them selves in one of the office buildings and insisted that security be posted through out the building everything was on high alert.

This is the moment that my entire life went to sht....Suddenly those nutjobs with their black trench coats, spikey hair, and sunglasses bursted into the main lobby. We thought this was odd because well our office wasn't that important and we had all heard about the terroist attack on the government building recently.

The secretary hit her panic button when the "Redpill" shouted "Return to us that which is rightfully ours!" It didn't take long for security to burst into the lobby, and the redpills drew their weapons..and the security drew theirs..and the battle was on.

I stared fixated on my personal security monitor as they pulled off impossible feats, running up walls, dodging bullets, moving at super quick speeds. The security teams were quickly dispatched off and from the elevators came more heavily equipped tactical security officers.

Alarms were blarring through the building now as everyone paniced, suddenly I heard the voice of my secretary

"Sir an Agent West is on line two."
"Thank you Sophia."

I knew this had something to do with them, I answered the phone with a shakey hand

"Hello Agent West."
"Please remain calm Mr.Hajime. The proper authorities are on their way."
"We....Thank you...for your co-operation...such violations of the law will not be tolerated."

My head hurt, I heard the phone hang up on the other line so I slammed it down. Memories..Memories...Who the hell was I? This couldn't be f*cking real, this honestly could not be happening..I kept seeing some strange man..he had Green hair, and a long black leather trench coat.

He seemed familiar to me, he was one of them damned Redpills I could tell just by his looks. His hands behind his back, his sunglasses plastered over his face...his look of total and completely confidence...Who the hell was that?

I was at a complete loss for words now as I watched the monitor, people wearing trench coats of various colors had also stormed into the building. They were clearly redpills also but they started attacking the other ones, fighting with the security guards.

Then it happened, there was gun fire on my level as the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life barged her way into my office two pistols held in her hands. As I looked down the hallway three Agents were running forward with their own pistols drawn firing into my office

"Oh **bleep**!" Was my only reaction as I ducked down low, what the hell was going on!? This was all to insane to be happening. The woman with her black hair, painted white face, and red-lipstick slid out from behind the wall leveling her two hand guns she began to fire away I watched in awe from a hole in my desk as the Agents dodged the bullets it was just unbelieveable.

"Isolate his signal! Do it now!!' The woman shouted, I began to feel a strange tingling sensation like a complete wave of cold was washing over my body and then it stopped and I felt pain through out my body. But I watched as two of my closest friends twitched violently and transformed, I don't really know how to describe it.

But the scene was familiar to me, the gunstand off, the woman, the Agents..Everything..and then the Agents spoke Five of them standing their now.

"You are not authorized in this area!"
"Resistance is not an option Ms.Sylvia."
"You are in violation of the truce...surrender your self now..we will not ask again."
"You have no right to keep him!" The woman's voice was fierce as from behind the Agents another Redpill slammed his foot into the back of one, the Agent cracked his neck and turned around and began getting into a fight with them.

The "Redpills" poured into the building and began to battle with the Agents "Captain! Get him out of here!!!" One man yelled before an Agent slammed his fist into the mans ribs, sending him flying into a wall.

The woman was cursing as she turned and shot her pistol at the window behind my Desk shattering it, she walked around behind me "Get up Dridien! Damnit snap out of it!" The woman yelled grabbing me by the arm...I nearly had a heart attack right there as she jumped straight out of the building holding onto me. She slammed into the roof of another building looking over her shoulder.

"Don't let their sacrafice be in vain damnit!" She yelled at me again, who the hell was she...more importantly..who the hell was Dridien? And that's the begining of my story..as you can imagine I was dragged with her into some car and we drove off.

It was an abandoned warehouse where I made the biggest choice of my life..offered a world of Freedom and Choice...what I would find was hell....

Message Edited by Shouki on 05-15-2006 02:03 PM

Since when did all the roleplayers use a funny little picture of their head when posting on topics..I miss the memo or something?

-seriously just wants to know where the trend started-

Well after reading alot about how there is roleplay on Vector and how it's more Matrixy because of the hostile intent I decided to swing by the hostile world(I used to play on Enumerator, but when my faction kinda died I just left and stuck with Regression).

So my question isss...(since I can't ever seem to find anyone on this server) Where are these fabled Roleplayers of Vector I have heard oh so much about?

I'm all for PVP and what not..^_^ Just wanted to know if there actually are any rpers over here or if it was just myth.

I demand you change your signature....It has mentally scarred me >_> I am going to sue you for emotional and mental damage...(Just kidding)

Though seriously...very...very...creepy signature.

Message Edited by Shouki on 03-09-200612:36 AM

Moved to NR at OPs request.

(OOC: For the record, this RP is between three different people...they are.

Dridien: My self
FallenLeaf: A Friend of my mine
The Disciple: A Freind of mine(Retired from game)

This has alot to do with all three of th characters past which has not been revealed yet. Our posts will be seperated, I have permission to post for them...The actual RP will begin after this.. Chapter color will define who's post it is...it'll be the same as the color of their names.)

Message Edited by Shouki on 03-06-200611:02 AM

Message Edited by Shouki on 03-06-200611:12 AM

Greetings,

You are all formally invited to come join in on The 1st Church of Neo's weekly round-table discussion. All organizations are encouraged to come take place, this will be an event that will be held weekly at the church in Camon Heights Central(From now on refered to as 'the church of Neo')

The topics of discussion will be:

-Neo: Honoring his memory

-How Neo's action's personally affected you

-How you believe Neo's actions affected the Matrix

-The Matrix: General Discussion

-The current state of affairs in The Matrix

-Open Floor(You can discuss what you want)

There are only a few rules and they are:

1) No fighting. Period. If someone flags up, ignore them

2) Respect everyones opinion, do not call someone names because their ideals disagree with yours. Rather try and debate their views intelligently

3) If you are asked to leave by anybody designated as a member of the church's staff I would like for you to kindly leave, it does not mean that you can never come back again. This will only happen to people who are being disruptive.

4) You do not need to worship Neo to come

5) Please treat everyone at the meeting as your equal, in this place we are all simply 'Humans'(Unless your a program) regardless of organization

Time: Thursday- 3 PM CST(4 PM EST)
Location: The First Church of Neo, located at Camon Heights Central
Next Meeting: Friday the 10th, time 3 PM C CST
Discussion Topics: Undecided
Location: The First Church of Neo, located at Camon Heights Central

If you would like to suggest a possible topic for discussion for the next meeting(Not Thursdays) please send it to me VIA PM or E-Mail(In game)

Alright, I will need the characters below to post ONCE and ONLY ONCE with a history of their character and an acceptable sized picture, if you are not on this list you can petition me via PM to add you. Just make a breif summary of your life in the Matrix from awakening untill current day, including important things you've been apart of. This list is in no way final, there are only so many names I can remember...like I said..PM me if you arent on the list and want to post and I'll review you and see if I want to add you to the archive.

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Lady Return(Will bug her via XFire)

Ralica(Via AIM)

CountZero

Musutangu
Eclipses
Gothique
AliceThePattern

Aquatium (At least I think that's your name in-game)
Kabell
Liliane
EndlessVoid
Phrack
Midnight
Cap0ne
Trikraft
Trilateral
Fenshire
Sattakan
WGAnubis
Midori-Megami

Symmetric

Kshana
Charlenna (Assuming she is still alive anyways)
Masterkiller
BlackVelvet(Assuming she is still alive, anyways.)

Ryumanjisen
Venatrix
sultrybytes (Is that really her character? Eh..whatever..)
KnifeEdge(Is that right? If not who the hell is the leader of The Trust!?)

RougeA(Wait, did I already say you?)

Some may wonder why I have not updated the Matrix history in awhile, well, quite simply I've been playing another MMORPG I've discovered. It's actually quite interesting, once you get the hang of things down anyways.

It's called the Face of Mankind, it's currently an open-beta game.

http://www.fomportal.com/?page=home.php&lang=en&section=0

Come check it out if you want, my character's name is Dridien Xenoshi apart of the Brotherhood of Shadows. Overall it's a pretty kick-*CENSORED* game from what I can tell...if only MxO's free-fire could be something more like this games...it also has a player-generated mission system.

Anyways, come check it out...It's freeeee, why not?

Also, rather then having different servers all of the games servers are dedicated to running one area of the game from what I can tell. Soo...no pesky your-friend-plays-on-a-different-server. As you can travel between worlds, it's pretty fun!

You get your own apartment too...XP

Message Edited by Shouki on 02-17-200610:54 AM

I wonder sometimes what exactly the Devs had been thinking at the time when they made the clothing(For male and female). Females seem to have gotten a bit of the short end of the stick if you ask me. On males you can go for that whole gothed out Matrix-im-from-zion-and-here-to-pwn look or you can go for a more suity style, or you can go gangsta(RocaWear), or Martial Artsy or a number of other things.

But really, there is hardly any female clothing that doesnt make them look like the following.

-Uber Gothic

-A Hooker

-A Dominatrix.

There is really no offical looking clothings for females so they cant pull off the whole 'we are machines, we are cooler then zionists, ph33r our suits' look. I've spoken to a few female RSI's that agreed the apperences you can choose as a female seem to be very limited.

The closest you can get to offical looking agenty as a female is the White Maris Shirt and Vest combo. So basically I guess what I'm asking from the Dev's is to make more offical businessy looking clothes for female characters!

Also, why arent there any skirt's that go a little further down the legs for red-pills? I know they have skirts on blue-pills that go to the knee I believe.

So as not to crowd that topic too much, I hope the mods do-not mind if I make a seperate topic for discussing the content. ^^'

I request that someone from or apart of the following factions (Past or Still alive) Private message me with information about the faction. If the faction is no more please include that information. By information, I mean like a description and important parts of your history!

Prophets of the Martyr

Prophets of Peace
Devils Advocates

Chambers of Shaolin
The Endless
Mega City Department of Energy

Fallen Horizon
Machines
Mega-City Police Department
Fight Club
LEG10N
Holy Warriors of Zion

Covenant

The Covenant(I know there were two different ones lol)
The Royal Guard
The Trust

Pluribus Neo
Scarlet Prime
The Sirens
The Kings of Never
The Rakshas
The Revenant

The Collective
The Children of the Code
The Daemon Contingency

Atrum Angelus

Ichiawa Yakuza

Sorry if your faction isn't listed, but even if it isnt please feel free to give me the information about them. Thank you!

Message Edited by Shouki on 02-11-200601:22 PM

Moved at OPs request

I'm bored...so..I'm just going to post something that I read earlier..

Version one

After the human race was defeated by the machines of Zero One, the machines performed experiments using cybernetic implants to connect human minds to computers. The first version of the Matrix into which the humans were hardwired was created by the Architect. According to him in The Matrix Reloaded, it was designed as a perfect world, with no wars, plagues, or dangers of any sort. People, due to human nature, began to reject this simulated utopian reality; according to Agent Smith, this rejection caused "entire crops" of humans to die.

Version two

Instead of the "perfection" of the first, the second version of the Matrix simulated a world more in line with "the varying grotesqueries of [human] nature", with wars, plagues and more hellish environments. It has been alluded to by pre-version three programs such as the Merovingion and Persophone that entities such as the Twins (ghosts), Seraph (angels), Cujo and his werewolves, Vlad and his vampires, as well as other "supernatural" programs are remnants of this era of the Matrix.
Much to the frustration of the Architect, this version was also a failure.

Version three

The creation of a third version was suspended until a way could be found of dealing with mankind's unpredictable nature. The solution was stumbled upon by the Oracle, a program created to understand the human psyche. The Oracle found that 99% of humans would accept the system if given a subconscious choice to accept or reject the Matrix. However, the remaining 1% could eventually become dangerous to the stability of the Matrix if left unchecked. This problem was solved by allowing this 1% to reject the Matrix and create a settlement of their own called Zion.
However, the Matrix would eventually crash, killing everyone connected to it. The machines needed something to prevent this. In order to keep the inhabitants of Zion under control, they created the concept of the One, and the Oracle disseminated among the rebels a prophecy that this person would free humanity. The One would also be instrumental in the smooth restarting of the Matrix. Before the Matrix would crash, Zion would be attacked and the One would meet the Architect, and would be told the truth about the Matrix and his following task:

"The function of the One is now to return to the Source allowing a temporary dissemination of the code you carry, reinserting the Prime Program. After which you will be required to select from the Matrix twenty-three individuals — sixteen female, seven male — to rebuild Zion. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic system crash killing everyone connected to the Matrix. Which, coupled with the extermination of Zion, will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire human race."The survivors would be told the prophecy of the One, but would not be allowed to know of the cycle of the Matrix's renewal, each time believing it to around the year 2100 when they were revived, and the first time anyone had been freed from the Matrix.

The "One cycle" was put into effect, with the machines maintaining control of the system for five full cycles and five Ones. However, the sixth One, Thomas A. Anderson, was different to his predecessors in a way the machines had not expected. The previous Ones had all felt a general attachment to people, and had chosen to prolong the Matrix in order to avoid the extinction of the human race; Neo, however, loved a particular woman, Trinity, a hacker whom the Oracle had told would fall in love with the One. Neo rejected the rational idea posed by the Architect to save humanity and instead made the irrational decision to save Trinity from an attack by an Agent.
In turn, this led to more system crashes and the allowance for Smith, a rogue Agent corrupted and strengthed by a previous encounter with Neo, to spread throughout the Matrix like a virus. He became a threat to both machines and humans alike and so when the One struck a deal with the machines—in the form of a Deus Ex Machina—to get rid of Smith in return for peace, it agreed. Neo battled Smith, but eventually realized that the only way to win was to allow Smith to imprint over himself, enabling the machines to delete the rogue program. Peace was restored, and the inhabitants of Zion were allowed to survive.

Version four
The conclusion of The Matrix Revolutions shows a fourth version of the Matrix world, in which any people that wish to leave the Matrix are allowed to do so. The Matrix Online takes place in this version of the Matrix.

Well I feel the need to remind everybody of something seems how with the General and his all-mighty and just crusade against The Merovingian suddenly made you all forget about a little document we picked up from Red...Eyed....Agents.

So yeah...Niobe suddenly(You know..Being a crazed Cave Monkey she is...so desperate to follow Morpheus to the grave...thats besides the point..) makes a truce with The General...I for one think she's a total and complete moron and would shove this report right in her face if I still had it and has the disspleasure of meeting her again in person.

Don't trust the Commandos.

Don't level the Commands.

The General CANNOT be trusted

Jesus christ people! With all the people quitting MxO is this really the time to carry on your pointless grudges against other members of the community? I swear I cannot read these forums anymore without seeing a post of either someone quitting or someone flaming someone else!

Yeah I admit I'm not one to comment on flamings but even I know when to stop, even I dropped my grudge with The Endless and stopped flaming them every chance I could(Yeah I fess up, I hate you guys, but I know when it gets boring too.)

What the hell happened to our community? You have one bad run-in with a CSR and now you're all quitting and tearing each other apart? Do we really need threads why Gothique is great or why Gothique is the suck?

Yeah I'm sure it's hard for us all to get along but FFS could we at least cool it off for a minute, it's pretty pathetic when what makes me consider leaving this game the most IS READING THESE FORUMS!

This isn't a flame, this isn't singleing anybody out, this is a plea from a member of the community. Please for the love of god, lets stop with all the hate....I mean jesus, it just seems like everything has spiraled out of control lately.

We're getting just about the same ammount of locked threads as the people on Vector get now a days and that's telling you something =/ How about we all just lay the hell off of each other for a bit and give everyone time to cool off?

Yeah I know we've lost alot of members of the community but we will only continue to lose more if we keep this non-stop bickering up =/

So...What exactly does this Cinematic tell us other then what we already knew? I mean it was just some paper about two lovers comitting suicide and then Zionites fighting commandos and the General revealing he was obviously a program..

It's nice to see that through all the bullcrap that happened the community didnt completely die...today was the most ammount of time I ever spent in MxO in the past months....I was roleplaying the entire time too...hell a huge group of people had gathered at Camon Heights Central and were roleplaying with what started out as just me and my crew captain talking...

Then Kshana and Pluribus Neo showed up...Then others kept coming..

Then there was the impossibly long never-ending duel with the HWOZ guy because his faction kept healing him so some random patcher started healing me...lol

## Broadcast depth

## Incoming Transmission...

## Dridien // Unknown

## RELAY Initialized

Hello....It has been awhile since I have had the pleasure of speaking with you...But now I am trying desperately to make contact....It's amusing to me, I always thought others silly who tried so desperately to reach out to you....But....I feel as though I have lost my self completely and I am in need of guidence...It is only my best hopes that this message will get to you.....I will be jacked into the Matrix tomorrow...and the day after....and the day after....awaiting a sign.

## End Transmission...

You must realize the truth: There is no post. Then you will see it is not the post that has moved, only yourself.

I was bored while waiting for the test server to patch and using a program I used to listen to some audio-clips previously cut out of the actual game play of KOTOR 2 I browsed around the MxO music folder playing the little sound clips.

What I thought sucked really was I came across a couple of really cool sounding songs(for in-game music anyways) that I'd never heard, ever, in my entire time of playing the game.

Wonder if they got cut out or something?

I upgraded to station access but the credit card bill came in and apparently i was billed for both Matrix Online and Station Access??

(Oops XP hit enter..)

SOE should not support AWR, they suggested making a 'dont support AWR' thread so guess what, I DID.

SOE should NOT support AWR because that is totaly unfair, why should SOE support them over all of the other stations who do generaly a much better job then they have done since RFZ became AWR. There is no reason why SOE should have to support any FAN station so it will be 100% dedicated to MxO.

That is just wrong, it is not SOE's fault if TMS decided to put AWR into MMO Radio because SOE would not pay them for their services. Why should SOE pay them for a free service they get from every other radio station out there?

You don't see any other stations jumping at SOE demanding that SOE make them offical, they don't need to. People say SOE needs to support the community by making AWR an offical station.

How is that supporting the community? That is basically telling other stations that AWR is better then them. By not supporting a single station SOE is supporting the ENTIRE community and anybody that so chooses to make a radio.

(You know it's funny that I got one starred before my message was even there...wow...AWR <3's the community...as long as we agree with them.)

Message Edited by Shouki on 12-19-2005 03:29 PM

His eyes were blood-shot red by now as he stared at the roof of his hovercraft, something had always kept him awake..he had not slept since he was reawakened a few months ago. He couldn't stand it anymore, muttering he forced him self to his feet.

"Christ not again.." Came the voice of the operator, Dridien remained quiet as he climbed into the chair and closed his eyes. The world came spinning into focus, but he did not stay still for long.

He moved in and out of the crowd untill he reached the top of a building, isolated from any redpill or copper top. Reaching inside of his pocket he pulled a picture out and stared down at it, his eyes half closed....He was so much happier back then, they both were...life was so much easier...even as Red-Pills.

Some Time Before the Reinsertion

They were like every other fresh red-pill, ready and willing to die for the cause of Zion to expose the Matrix for what it really was. But Dridien had begun to have second thoughts, he was secretly in contact with the program known as Agent Gray.

Soon he left his faction and his crew mates behind, to work for the Machines...for peace. The one person he truely cared about didn't care who he was employed for, well she didn't for very long anyways. Dridien had become engaged to marry and was happier then ever...probably the happiest he would ever be again.

The Agents had learned of a red-pill that had an Assassination Sub-Routine installed into them when they were still in the pods, her goal was simply to kill Zionists. The project had been aborted but they never thought the subject would actually be awakened, what's worse is she had gone rouge..she was working for The Merovingian which made her all the more dangerous.

Dridien's order's came in one late night, they were both jacked in that fateful night. Organization had only been a small problem but now it had been a major problem. The entire building was shot up and damaged by the time they were done.

It was his orders..he had to...She was crying...he was standing above her...and then it happened...ever so quietly and ever so quickly the bullet pierced through her chest causing the blood to pour out onto her white dress.

"I love you..." He uttered firing again and again watching on as his fiance fell over dead. For good, he sighed and the code of the Matrix faded away around him.

Present Day

That was it, that was his sad sad story...of course some parts had been left out here and there but that was the base of it, that was what had driven him to be reinserted. A simple song came to his head, he couldn't remember where he had heard it...but it seemed to fit the life of the Matrix very well....Sighing he pocketed the picture and dropped a rose off the side of the building.

(Actually Dridiens fiance was an actual player, and he did actually kill her off...thats because she was quitting the game though... SMILEY

it's just a little part of my characters life no one knows.)

Never seen a blue sky
Yeah I can feel it reaching out
And moving closer
There's something about blue
Asked myself what it's all for
You know the funny thing about it
I couldn't answer
No I couldn't answer

Things have turned a deeper shade of blue
And images that might be real
May be illusion
Keep flashing off and on
Free
Wanna be free
Gonna be free
And move among the stars
You know they really aren't so far
Feels so free
Gotta know free
Please
Don't wake me from the dream
It's really everything it seemed
I'm so free
No black and white in the blue

Everything is clearer now
Life is just a dream you know
That's never ending
I'm ascending

Message Edited by Shouki on 12-17-2005 10:51 PM

This has probably been brought up before but hey why not poke a probably dead horse. Well i figured since LET interaction in-game has cut down why not boards for the organizations where there respective LET characters will speak to them on and such, just make the topics IC only(In-Character)

They wouldn't have to be super secret or anything, just there for people to 'interact' with the LET. Granted it's a downgrade from what we had before but it's better then nothing.. SMILEY

Please please please for the love of holy Neo let us do this again.

The only LET interaction I ever got was through adding Agent_Gray and Agent_Pace to my buddy list and SEE them online and then I was able to hold a conversation with them over whisper. I miss being able to do this as it is nearly impossible for someone who needs to tell something to a certain character to be on at the same time as that character.

Please Dev's readd this I beg you T_T We all really miss being able to talk to the LET.