Hey, all; Recently, I've had an idea inspired by anime like Blassreiter
The synopsis: In a vaguely Japanese city, hideous demons emerge at night to prey upon the weak. The only one who can stop them is the coincidentally all-female demon-hunting team, XAT, an acronym I'm admittedly still working on~ Armed with high-tech weapons and equally high-tech combat suits, these girls venture forth to bring the demons down, according to instructions from the mysterious Control...
Of course, sometimes, the girls fall afoul of demons, too. And sometimes, when the demons falls afoul of the *girls*, the girls have other plans in mind...
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Specifically, I'm looking for guys to play the horny, *very* masculine demons the girls go up against, and girls to play the women of the squad, who might or might not be successful. I'd be playing one of the girls myself, probably someone like her~http://www.gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=361410
And, as is compulsory, the sexy bridge bunny/AI of mission control; There's no reason *why* she can't get in on the action later, of course- Maybe a virus 'attacks' her virtually, or she simply decides to join in the fun~ http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=281145
For power levels, the girls have big, big guns, skintight nanosuits that increase speed and strength...And that's about it. You can carry a melee weapon if you *want*, but I'd like to stress that all the girls are human, in this game...That's part of the fun. -_^
As for the demons; They're *demons*. Vaguely humanoid as best, and bestial- You're not going to be an achingly handsome bishonen in this one, guys, or anything that could be mistaken for a human form. Think orcs, ogres, minotaurs, and along those lines. Some have powers, but most are simply physical as all hell...More than enough to overpower any girl of the squad.
For some strange, *strange* reason, the girls are advised to take the demons alive when they can, for study. The demons *want* to take the girls alive, too, to bang them senseless, and possibly breed them.
I know how hard it is to maintain a game, so I'm thinking a *small* group for each episodic 'session'- After which players can drop in and out as required- After all, it's a *big* organisation, and there are lots of demons out there. I'm really looking for one guy to narrate the overall story, though I won't mind providing exposition as one of the characters, and the AI girl~
I'm really looking for 2-3 more female players, and most likely 1 - Maybe 2 male narrators...
Alternatively, I'd be happy to run this as a solo, too.
A possible opening:
The first words you probably heard was some variation on, "Clean up the Disaster Zone! Do new and interesting things." It was 2157 and in the Nova Humus Consilium--or New World Council--the gigantic bunch of people, ten thousand all told representing an equal fraction of humanity they came to an overwhelming decision. Something had to be done about the Disaster Zone situation. Only seven years ago the brave fight against mysterious monsters had been raging in pockets around the world, things that provided a terrible fight to the armies of the world government.
Bullets were somehow merely ineffective. It did not matter if it was coming out a sweet plastic rifle, strong and capable in your hands. Flechettes, pellets, hollow point, full metal jacket, soft point, kevlar coated, even with explosive mercury nitrate tips seemed unable to do the trick. Enough bullets and you could kill anything, but emptying twelve or fifteen magazines into one of these monstrosities was too much, often depleting the load out of group of soldiers before they found themselves horribly dismembered, viscera lying like so much chaff before the wheat. The Disaster Zones would start with perhaps four or five monsters in a single urban area--that was the awful part, they seemed to propagate in areas with the highest population density--and soon spread to millions terrorized and displaced by horrible monsters that made short work of people, doing awful things to their bodies with fist and fang, tentacle and claw.
At the highest level of the military apparatus heads rolled in successive attempts to find a solution while the public scrambled with a sudden world wide displaced population spilling over onto the rest of the populace. Crime certainly spiked, as did joblessness as the great hubs of businesses came under fire. Bombing runs were out of the question--valuable infrastructure needed to be preserved. Over the last seven years the Disaster Zones have been reclaimed, slowly, inch by bloody inch, with Jakarta, Sao Paolo, London and New York City and even Mumbai coming back into the grips of the people. Soldiers rolled into the area in the tens of thousands, their blood washing the area. Slowly a response formed, the "Clean Up The Disaster Zone" media campaign taking full force.
Everyone was invited to find work renovating the Disaster Zones, injecting much needed work into the economy. It also gave people something to fight for, becoming wildly popular, as people signed up to join the federally controlled organization, getting the chance to travel around the world on the government's dime doing good. A highly regarded position, and they will accept nearly anyone and find a place for them, regardless of background or experience. Not necessarily fighting the monsters--construction and education were the two biggest sectors employed by the government as part of the campaign, though a new plan had been drafted in cooperation with the clandestine and military branches. They sought to form special teams, hand picked from the pool of applicants, as well as pulling strings in the world military to attract some skilled participants.
In the end a crack team of fighters, exclusively female, some drawn from civilian and others from military backgrounds were selected. They were separated into different groups, often assembled ad-hoc based on mission parameters, and given generous salaries to match the risk that they faced. They went a surprisingly quick training regime, encompassing largely basic physical conditioning with training on how to use the new weapons and equipment XCITE--Xenomorph Counter-Intrusion Taskforce--had just developed in their sprawling and definitely zany R&D department. The standard load out was the skin tight suit made of a nanoscale mesh, it fit so smooth it was like a second skin, as well as absorbing and redistributing most kinetic damage, to the ability of being able to take a .45 caliber bullet in the chest with no other armor and minimal bruising. That was the test to instill trust in the armor. The most common sidearm is the experimental KE pistol, a sleek silver gun, light with no recoil, that shot pure bolts of force at these monsters. KE guns kept a small supply of a very powerful tranquilizer so that once the monsters had been sufficiently damaged they could be dropped and captured alive.
Capture and study was the number one priority of XCITE. Not many of the plethora of monsters had been captured, scientists somehow attempting to devise a way to get rid of them en masse. They seemed immune to most nervous gases, large scale explosions were out the question, it took a tranquilizer that would drop a whale to drop one of the monsters and then only when it had been beat on for a while. However the monsters seemed less keen to kill women for some reason and the advantages that the Mesh Suit, their armor, bequeathed upon them in the form of increased speed, strength and reaction time was a great advantage that could make someone without military training a top of the line soldier.
The biggest Disaster Zone was the island of Honshu, formerly of Japan, which had eventually been all but completely taken over by Tokyo by 2120. It had until recently been home to over sixty-five million people, over seventy percent were displaced at one point, creating history's largest single Diasporia, even rivaling the slave trade for the rate of people displaced in a given time. Many of those were also killed, many of those who survived lost every last penny, and still others found themselves in strange places far from home, unable to be around friends and family due to economic and regional constraints. These Disaster Zones had caused a great strain on the world and it was the duty of XCITE to ease that.
Of course, they had no idea what lies in wait...