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Map Game II-Offer to Science (Story Game)

Riko son of Pdor son of Kmer

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Maps?
MAPS?! WHO THE HELL NEEDS MAPS WHEN YOU CAN HAVE


STORIEEEEEEES

That's right, in Map Game II there will be no map, only a quick description of the world and then you're in writing about secret organisations and anomalies turning you into a butt-head...literally.
...yes, we left the Middle Ages and evolved to the age of the gun. And in this age, in our world, you will set stories and entries of the World's greatest paranormal organisation!

I thought of it while reading a bit of SCP Foundation, searching a bit about Hellboy's BPRD and watching some Warehouse 13 and other stuff. So, you can use them as some base. Or maybe not.

Gentlemen and women, welcome to the PCO.

...yeah, we don't have a logo. But one of you can do that, right? ...right?


The PCO (Paranormal Control Organisation) is a non governmental secret organisation with the task of the retrieving, studying and hiding of paranormal anomalies (identified as Entities) and paranormal life in order to not let it interfere with the main world as it could threaten the stability of human life. The PCO is world-wide and various governments and departments fund it to control anomalies, inhuman populations and other paranormal organisations.

RULE A: One can post multiple entries. The more, the better.
RULE B: Use an SCP or a superhero and I’ll kill ya. Same with Slenderman. 

RULE C: No explicit swearing, gore or sexual content. Hint at it, but don’t go further.

RULE D: Everything is possible. Literally.

RULE E: You can place your stuff from the 1874 to the 2017. Of course, you have to post the year you’re using.
RULE F: The bases to write entries are only bases. You can (and maybe must, who knows) add more.
RULE G: Pre-2000 stories and other factions are accepted, but the main focus of this is the PCO and the 2000s.


Our entities are classified like this:
Mark I: Such entities can be safely stored into warehouses.
Mark II: Such entities are starting to get very freaky, but remain safe.
Mark III: Such entities are not well understood and are sentient.
Mark IV: Such entities are starting to get dangerous.
Mark V: Such entities are trying to destroy our world.



GPs: Guinea Pigs. Human cavies.
Inhumans: Every sentient entity under control of or in contact with the PCO.
Amnestic: Substance found in various ways to modify the memory of the affected. Used by MiBs.
MiB: Named after the Men in Black myth, it’s just a term to define Field Agents.
Fooler: Plate shaped drone. Used by MiBs as a coverup.
Entity: Every single paranormal thing PCO-related. They can be anything, from a cloud to a frog to an atom to an enormous portal in the deep space.
Anomaly: Specific term for a spatial event.
PCO: Paranormal Control Organisation.
Pit: Facility of the PCO.
TALO: A sphere-shaped "mech" used in large military actions and against powerful Entities. Still in development.
Holtz: Sound gun. Mainly used to produce high-pitched sounds to stun animal-based Entities.
Franklin: Electric shock gun.


-The actions of the PCO can be subjective. The vision of the PCO of everyone can be different, but the role of control and containment of the paranormal life is common to all, completely without unnecessary complete destroying of entities and the praying towards paranormal. We don’t understand them, and so we do not destroy (failing) or embrace these (destroying us) completely.
-The ethicals of the PCO forbid the use or waste of human life without a reason (specially GPs) and the violation of human rights to inhumans.
-Our researchers are crazy and weird, but not to the point to place a brain eating worm into the coffee machine
-We’re secret, do anything you want to cover us. Except slaughtering when it's not necessary.


One can add multiple factions to the paranormal world, even though the focus will be the PCO. These factions can be anything, from another world to a terrorist group, to an existing organisation helping the PCO to a rogue cell aiming for the conquer of the world. I’ll post here some pre-existing ones.

PCO (logo: none) : Paranormal Control Organisation. The “good guys”. Founded by anyone. Keeping the world safe while trying to reduce human killing.

DARPA : Defense Advanced Research Project Agency. The United States are indeed helping the PCO to advance their technology, obtaining the exoskeletons and the TALOs. But nothing comes without anything to be given…

NASA : The National Aeronautics and Space Administration is helping the PCO to handle space-related entities for the pure sake of science and world safety.

How to post a Faction Entry:
-Post the PCO’s vision of the faction
-Post the general description of the faction


You can’t fight a golem with a simple gun. The PCO has developed several utilities to survive the world’s paranormal and the bad guys. Using both anomaly research and advanced technology, their tech is more advanced than the current one, for example floating rooms made with magnets (only used with anomalies, it sucks a lot of electricity), but far from perfection and things like space travel.
You can do some research to see how the world’s going, but you can still create things like esoskeletons, the Mjolnir armor, a butt-kicking mech or a cloaking device. Oh, no all-doing AIs. No one is so stupid to make an AI handle everything. Actually, only one AI.

How to post a Project Entry:
-Name and ID
-Usage
-Description

(Only a base, you can add more)


Our crazy pranky experts of the paranormal! Researchers, Pit administrators, captains, all you want. Oh, you can have anomalous staff, which will be considered as Entities depending on their powers and ranks. But probably they’ll still be checked.
Here are some of our staff:

MEDICAL DIVISION: Our set of psychiatrists, medics, surgeons...
MIBS: Field Agents. Scouts, coverups, investigators, our eyes in the common world.
STRIKE TEAM: Elitè group used in certain situations, like entity handling.
BATTLE SQUAD: Military army used against human threats, like raids or defending a Pit.
RESEARCHERS: Them.
ENGINEERS: The guys that build and maintain our technology and our restraining tech.
JANITORS: Them.
PIT ADMINISTRATORS: The ones that control our Pits.
JUNIOR RESEARCHERS: Low-grade researchers.
GUARDS: They're a street police officer in our pits. They guard that door and that's it.

How to post a Staff Entry:
-Name, AKA
-Occupation
-Descriptions/Profile

(Only a base, you can add more)

Notes:
-Do a goddamn superhero or Mary Sue with the staff and I’ll kill ya
-They are crazy. A lot.


Our lovely paranormal nonsensical creatures and artefacts! They can be anything and do anything! They're the stars here. Their entries must be original, interesting and blahblahblahUNICORNS (credit: [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/TheShadower7/74.png" name="TheShadower7"]1586420[/user] )

How to post an Entity Entry:
-ID, AKA
-Level
-Descriptions
-Protocols (Containment, Engaging, Coverups)

(Only a base, you can add more)

Notes:
-Superheroes and Mary Sues? NOPE AGAIN.
-Rule B, Rule C, Rule D
-Only one Weeping Angel.


The Pits are the PCO’s facilities scattered around the world.

How to post a Pit Entry:
-ID, AKA (Pit-x)
-Location
-Usage
-General descriptions

Notes:
-Yes, Pits can be underground, in other dimensions and universes.


WHYAREYOUNOTWRITING You can write anything you want. Anything. But place it into the time. Or even before, heheheh.


Drawings, logos, pieces of art, photos and schemes for the entries…whatever you want. BUT, they have some rules:

-you can post whatever you want!
-we seriously need a logo. If you have time, you can do one.
-if you are going to post a freaky photo, you have some rules. You must post it into a spoiler. Like this (NOTE: THERE IS A SCARY IMAGE IN THERE, DON'T OPEN):
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Told u.


Nuthin, bruh.


[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/QuirkyMockingjay/74.png" name="QuirkyMockingjay"]9336748[/user] for enduring my search for a name.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Nowin3D/74.png" name="Nowin3D"]3898658[/user] for remembering people that this will NEVER be an RP, and I'll tell you that too. It just can't.


I guess it's all. Remember the RULES from A to G (specially the A and D) and it's all.

Welcome to the PCO. Enjoy your stay and prepare for endless wonder...
 
(All right I'm not entirely sure how this works yet but hey-- let's give it a shot. Correct me if my format is wrong Riko)
July 28, 1898. Guánica, Puerto Rico, newly-captured territory of the U.S.
Entry of MIB Joseph Dunham, POC officer among the Marines.
-Yesterday , the Marines finally captured the Capron Fort--the last remnant of Spanish defense. That night, they drank a few shots to celebrate; local rum was damn good. We joked a little about the Spanish defense before we retired to sleep. Ten of us awoke dead.
The cadavers each were completely drained of blood; their skins were deadly white. The time of death was approximately 1 o' clock AM, and rigor mortis had not yet begun. We ran a quick toxicology test, but no poison was found; their necks were swollen, but apart from that nothing was out of the ordinary. We found no wound that could account for their desanguination; hence, I was called to investigate.
I began with the locals. Walking around the village with a translator, a Mr. Luis García, we questioned the people about any local anomalies that could explain a sudden death.
"¡Es el Diablo! ¡Dios castiga a los gringos invasores!" said one, rather unhelpfully (It's the Devil! God punishes th
the American invaders!) But another local's story interested me. She said: "Ay no, eso es el chupacabra."
"The what?" I asked through my translator. "The Goat sucker," was her translated reply. I pondered over that as I fell asleep. Geez, the heat was unreal... I woke up after midnight, sticky with sweat and dirt, to kill a mosquito that was feasting on my blood. Dogs were barking madly outside; out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw a large--huge, actually--fox, but when I looked directly, it was no more than a swarm of mosquitoes... I went back tk sleep.
The next morning, my translator was dead, killed in the same fashion. On the bright side (if it even merits being called 'bright'), the medical examiner told me via messenger that the swelling of the neck had decreased in the Marines' necks just enough for us to see a couple of deep, surgical incisions, and a myriad of tiny, shallower ones. The pattern was the same in all the dead soldiers. They looked like mosquito bites... "Do we have a net?" I asked an official. "What kind of net, sir?" "The kind the locals use to keep insects out. Metal screens." "Um... Yes, we do, sir." "Okay. We'll need to cover a room in them," I said. The officer nodded, though with a skeptical look.
That night, I fell asleep, thinking if it would work. I had a small, high-pitched sonic gun under my pillow, highly experimental. Beside my bed was a small candle, lit, a hazard inside the wooden house, but a necessaryr isk for the plan to work... I fell asleep among the humid tropical heat, trying to ignore the many insects that flew to the candle and stopped for a meal on myself. It arrived, as usual, after midnight, something that you couldn't see directly, but that you felt, and heard as an annoying buzz in the air... The swarm-fox approached me stealthily, not noticing that I'm awake, savoring already my blood... I turn, take out the sonic-gun and give it a blast that I can't hear, so high-pitched it is. Dogs begin howling outside, I hear a loud, unnatural yelp beside me, and there falls a swarm of peculiar insects, arranged in the shape of a fox, stunned.
The goat-sucker, so-called because it ravaged livestock before having taken a like to human blood, was a swarm swarm of unknown insects controlled by some Entity, a symbiotic relationship between the spirit-fox and the bugs. It now lies, trapped, in facilities in Mexico.
-End of entry
 
[quote user_id="9121890" avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/zoomerenhd/74.png" name="zoomerenhd"]I bet you spend 3 hours making this thread.
3 days, actually.
Answering to Cluck: good job indeed! The only problem is that this entity is now dead. In the 2000s.

EDIT: Some of you could do very good works with the past, but the main "face" of this are the 2000s. Because yes.[/quote]
Kek you don't know if the entity has a super long lifespan ;3 I could make a sequel case to it xP
 
I guess it's time for mine.

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-Dr. Mercer during the discovery of Entity-###.

Dr. ### ###
AKA Dr. Mercer


Occupation: Medic, Microbiologist, Epidemiologist, EMT Provider, Surgeon, Combat Medic
Duties: Field Agent and Research on Infectious Hazards, Medical Support on Strike Teams, Medical Treatment
Physical Profile: [DATA REDACTED]
. Subject commonly wears a black trench coat and a modified plague doctor mask apparently working similar to an NBCRT respirator.
Psychological Profile: Subject is aloof, solitary and seems to start interaction with the personnel only when needed. It has been noticed a high apathy and lack of emotional reactivity in the subject, thus making the subject feel little (or none) stress. Subject shows interest in studying the Renaissance and Industrial Revolution historical periods and seems to admire the figure of the Plague Doctor.
History: Subject has been accepted in the PCO after his help in the investigations and containment of Entity-###. Several infectious threats have been contained with his help, along with the development on the NBCRT suit for biological and/or chemical hazards.
 
(I'm getting a feeling that quite possibly only you and I are gonna post on this thread x.x)
ID Greater Antillian Gargoyle, AKA La Gárgola, Gargouille
Level II, possibly III, but yet unconfirmed
Description Medium-sized mammalian. Has a wingspan of 1.3 to 2.5 meters, grey or dark brown skin, mostly hairless. Large eyes for nocturnal vision, relatively small legs of three digits each, clawed. Ape-like body and head, sizeable ears, sharp canines and flat molars. Habits: Tends to feed on whatever medium-sized animals it may carry, from sparrows and turkey vultures to human babies. Lives a solitary life, shy but extremely agressive during mating season.
Protocols Engage with caution. Use lures to cage it, and protective gear in case of attacks. Teeth and claws are very sharp, use of dart gun recommended. Once contained, keep sedated until a proper cage can be found. Do not return to wilderness. For cover-up, pay local newspapers to trivialize the subject. Do not deny its existence directly, but rather make it a subject of ridicule by contracting known charlatans such as Dr. Chemo Torres to support the concept.
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