Post by czinvazion on Aug 3, 2021 4:38:15 GMT
January 21 1950
Alexandria, Egypt
In the bustling city of Alexandria so much is happening. people walking about the market, vendors selling either food or "expensive" trinkets, children playing all seemed normal. But if you looked closely you'd see something out of place. A man walking into a building wouldn't be anything new except this man was in a full suit and briefcase, he walked in and down the stairs to the basement. Here's where things get very interesting.
As he went to the basement he opened a hatch, and entered the waterways, he followed the line for quite some time until he came across what looked like the warehouse district on his map, he walked until he found the warehouse he had circled on his map, he found a ladder and climbed up where he was greeted by more men in gray suits. The men looked at him and then greeted their companion. "Ah, Fredrick, good to see you." The man said in German.
"Ah yes, you as well," he replied. "Well do you have it Fredrick?" The man asked. Without a word Fredrick opened up his briefcase and revealed a clay pot that let off a soft glow of light. "Is this true? Is the pot of mana.?" He asked Fredrick. Fredrick simply poured out the empty air of the pot which began to trickle water out of it, each droplet hit the ground and sprung a blade of grass of a small flower. "Fredrick my comrade, this is going to be a big leap for the new axis."
New York, USA
"My god how did they get away with this!?!" A man said as he smashed his fists against a wooden desk, knocking over a glass. "We had that building watched over like a hawk on a fresh kill and those damn Nazis snuck in and stole the pot." He got up and started pacing about the room. "This is hopeless, I can't use MI6 because their too overworked and I can't use the cia because they'd be a day late and a dollar short." He said as he say back down, smoking a cigarette. "I need a new team, one that isn't restricted by groups, a team that's their own jurisdiction… Hey, that gives me an idea." The man said as he started to write down some notes.
"Yea a team from every part of NATO, a team that's got soldiers and archivist, magicians and fighters, and most importantly an understanding of what's happening here. These Nazi bastards are starting to make a new mess of things and it could cost more that just world. I need a team that can hunt down these bastards and return the relics that have been stolen and used for misdeeds by these monsters." The man spoke as he wrote. He ripped the paper off of the pamphlet and rushed to his secretary. "Darcy, get this to the secretary of defense. I think I just solved our little problem."
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I'm going to work on the rest of this later. It's late af for me but I wanted to get someone out.
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Who we are?
We are a team or division of the cia that fights the unknown battles of recollecting many lost artifacts or pieces of art that were stolen by the Nazis. The problem is what the world doesn't know is that many of these artifacts contain secret powers that can seriously effect how we live our day to day lives and what's worse is the enemy that the great power of the allies defeated didn't go out without some back doors. Their reach extends further out and deeper than anyone could have anticipated, and who knows what they could be planning. That's why it's up to us to finish it once and for all and restore the priceless treasures that are left.
Cs
Name:
Age:(18+)
Soldier or magician (wizard, scholar, what ever you want to call it)
Country of orgin: (must me a U.N. or NATO nation)
Organization:(CIA,MI6, Army, what ever)
Personality:
Bio:
Weapons: (soldiers get two guns and a melee magicians get a gun and their powers)
Magic abilities: (does not apply if soldier)
Appearance:
Items:
Extra:
Alexandria, Egypt
In the bustling city of Alexandria so much is happening. people walking about the market, vendors selling either food or "expensive" trinkets, children playing all seemed normal. But if you looked closely you'd see something out of place. A man walking into a building wouldn't be anything new except this man was in a full suit and briefcase, he walked in and down the stairs to the basement. Here's where things get very interesting.
As he went to the basement he opened a hatch, and entered the waterways, he followed the line for quite some time until he came across what looked like the warehouse district on his map, he walked until he found the warehouse he had circled on his map, he found a ladder and climbed up where he was greeted by more men in gray suits. The men looked at him and then greeted their companion. "Ah, Fredrick, good to see you." The man said in German.
"Ah yes, you as well," he replied. "Well do you have it Fredrick?" The man asked. Without a word Fredrick opened up his briefcase and revealed a clay pot that let off a soft glow of light. "Is this true? Is the pot of mana.?" He asked Fredrick. Fredrick simply poured out the empty air of the pot which began to trickle water out of it, each droplet hit the ground and sprung a blade of grass of a small flower. "Fredrick my comrade, this is going to be a big leap for the new axis."
New York, USA
"My god how did they get away with this!?!" A man said as he smashed his fists against a wooden desk, knocking over a glass. "We had that building watched over like a hawk on a fresh kill and those damn Nazis snuck in and stole the pot." He got up and started pacing about the room. "This is hopeless, I can't use MI6 because their too overworked and I can't use the cia because they'd be a day late and a dollar short." He said as he say back down, smoking a cigarette. "I need a new team, one that isn't restricted by groups, a team that's their own jurisdiction… Hey, that gives me an idea." The man said as he started to write down some notes.
"Yea a team from every part of NATO, a team that's got soldiers and archivist, magicians and fighters, and most importantly an understanding of what's happening here. These Nazi bastards are starting to make a new mess of things and it could cost more that just world. I need a team that can hunt down these bastards and return the relics that have been stolen and used for misdeeds by these monsters." The man spoke as he wrote. He ripped the paper off of the pamphlet and rushed to his secretary. "Darcy, get this to the secretary of defense. I think I just solved our little problem."
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I'm going to work on the rest of this later. It's late af for me but I wanted to get someone out.
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Who we are?
We are a team or division of the cia that fights the unknown battles of recollecting many lost artifacts or pieces of art that were stolen by the Nazis. The problem is what the world doesn't know is that many of these artifacts contain secret powers that can seriously effect how we live our day to day lives and what's worse is the enemy that the great power of the allies defeated didn't go out without some back doors. Their reach extends further out and deeper than anyone could have anticipated, and who knows what they could be planning. That's why it's up to us to finish it once and for all and restore the priceless treasures that are left.
Cs
Name:
Age:(18+)
Soldier or magician (wizard, scholar, what ever you want to call it)
Country of orgin: (must me a U.N. or NATO nation)
Organization:(CIA,MI6, Army, what ever)
Personality:
Bio:
Weapons: (soldiers get two guns and a melee magicians get a gun and their powers)
Magic abilities: (does not apply if soldier)
Appearance:
Items:
Extra:
