Cryptas

I suggest that upon level fifty, for katana you can choose to have a 7ft long masumune

I think for mace they should have:
-Chair leg
-Pole(as in Flagpole, just shorter)
-Turkey Leg
-Carnival Mallet

Katana:
-Boken

For BroadSword:
-Sharp piece of wood
-Jagged piece of metal

"Go away..." said the praetorian Cryptas. Why would I tell me from an alternate Universe to go away, thought Cryptas.

"I don't think so," replied Cryptas.

"Yes, Now!" said the Praetorian, he obviously set off the siren's also. Great.

"That wasn't very nice you know," Said Cryptas

"Neither is Breaking into a Prison!!!" Cryptas turned to see a boot in his face. He felt... Woozy. He feel like a brick.

Several hours later Cryptas woke. But something was... Wrong. He noticed he wasn't wearing his armor and was tied to a chair in an investigation room. Yet again, Great. Soon a man walked in, wearing a suit but had robotic, metal skin. He seemed familiar just bigger.

"YOU!!! Why are you in this Prison!?"

"Why are you in this prison?" The big man delivered a punch to Cryptas's face. It seemed to hit the technology behind his eye. Ow

"You know who I am? I'm Ivan Dayless, Warden of this Prison, The one YOU broke into!!" Ivan Dayless...? Wasn't that...?

"AWW, COMMON!!! How many Praetorians of People I know are in this DAMN PRISON!?!?"

"Praetorians?" The big man looked worries, "Oh no, God no!!" He rushed to the phone and immediatley called someone "Hello? Yes, I need Rouge Islands head of Praetorian Defense, STAT!!!"

We Are the Bureau, the ones meant to protect. We aren't from hear. We aren't like you. We Are here to make sure that Magic, Technology, and the natural gifts you are given are not abused. We were summoned to fill out these duties by a magician. Our abilities are endless, with the inherent gift to alter reality at it seems. Most of us though, can only control there powers at the minimum lvl, giveing themselves powers that they cannot reverse for days at a time. Still certain things come easy: dimension travel, altering appearances at thought, using minor bursts of powers (I.E, using darkness powers to make it slghtly darker). I, on the other hand, am nearly unstoppable because I am the leader, Bureau Agent zero, i have greater control then any Bureau member. We all apear as men/women with Sun glases, single color scheme, and tuxes, suit, and such.

Everyone post stories that have to do with these guys. I have made several characters with names involving the Bureau, Bureau Agent A, and Bureau Agent Zero (leader). Feel free to make Bureau Members as hereos and My Global is @Arrow of the Storm to contact me about it.

Name: Xavier Banadros
A.K.A: Arrow of the Storm
Age: Assumed 1500-1700

Xavier Banadros was the son of a powerful, dark wizard whose name is unknown. He is an archer and was always caught up in his father's actions. One day the King summoned Xavier to the throne room after his Father summoned dark spirits into the kingdom that ravished it with harsh weather. When he arrived there, he walked into the center of the room to discover he was on one, Large magic circle. The wizards locked the spirits in Xavier and locked them in him with magical armor and tattos (all made and put on with spells). The wizards noticed that Xavier was causing diturbance during the binding so they locked his person in his bow and quiver. 1500-1700 years later, the bow and quiver had been traded and lost until they made it to paragon city, when Heroes M.A.G.I found the bow and quiver in a a small Storage room in Oranbega. Currently Xavier, Now permanently Arrow of the Storm, is learning to control the dark spirits and can remove parts of his armor to gain more power. He has Dark blue skin; dark-grey hair; black,white, & grey armor with glyphs and such to contain the Spirits. When he removes the top half of the armor, he grows bone wings and his eyes glow with the lightning of the storm.

Cryptas valiantly stepped through the portal. This could be profitable, dangerous, and even life threatening he thought. But was is villainy without risking your life to get what you desire... oh right, its effective.

He looked up as he went through the other side of the portal. It was dark. REALLY DARK.

"Activating Infared light scanners," He glanced around to what, he guessed, was the equivalent of his lair/office building. He galnced out the window to see his office building wasn't in the Rouge Islands anymore. It was in Paragon city.

"Oh my good god, what the hell happened?" The building was barren and destroyed.

"Well, Lord Cryptas, it seems as if you were a villain in this world also but you were caught and sent to the Zig. You are due out for good behavior in 10 weeks."

"Ivan, Its amazing how your interenet connection is Interdimensional. I'm gonna take that."

"Ahh... thank you Lord Cryptas? I can figure out what cell block if you wish sir."

"Good, I think its about time we shorten my sentence."

TRRISSWIVOOM!!! Cryptas teleported into a Security tower outside the Zig. Well, one that was standing, most were knocked down and destroyed. That security guard is a tight sleeper, he thought, Well i'm gonna have some fun with this guy. Cryptas grabbed the guard, throwing him off the tower at about a hundred so fee. oww.

He teleported onto the roof peering down through a skylite. Was that? It couldn't be... Could it? It was, Warden Forsco. In the Zig? Cryptas teleported down, discovering it was a heavy security room. No guards and a skylight, wow there bad.

Cryptas stood staring, deducting, and interpreting why he was there. Staring the blank stare he stared so often. The blood red goggles staring, allowed him to get a mechanical reading on Forsco. He kept his eyes on forsco slowly walking towards the cell.

"Cryptas, that you my old partner in crime? Hows it-"

"Wait, partner? We've been enemies since my first heist?"

"Wait a second, red goggles, dark grey armor. Your a Praetorian."

"I'm suprised your so smart. How you know about them?"

"I was a longbow agent working for the Portal Corps. It got boring, became an villain, worked with you, we got caught thou-"

Cryptas left, teleporting throughout the Zig. Then, there he was, Sitting in light-grey armor, staring out to the distance, with the deep blue goggles.

Cryptas starred with laser rifle in hand, at the technologically advanced building of Portal corps. He was amazed, actually, at how he had not made an attempt to come to Paragon before. But then he thought... Oh crap, I need to hurry. Activated his suit and quickly teleported to the administrations desk. He robots shortly after.

Cryptas entered a portal room and used his powers to read how it worked. It was suprisingly more sophisticated then his teleportation Tech. This made him want it even more and plotted to destroy the building. But to late, the siren's started to ring and he was running out of time.

"Imperium! Grab the portal over there and head to the main portal room!"

"Roger!!" replied Imperium, Cryptas' personnal assault bot. He grabbed the Portal and its base and bolted out of the room. Cryptas was just behind as he tapped into the security cameras to see how many Longbow had made it to Portal Corps. Yet again he thought... Oh crap, We need to hurry.

Cryptas, Imperium, and Cryptas' drones made it to the main room.

"Sir, that leads to the rikti Warzone."

"I know that, just let me change that," said Cryptas. He concentrated hard, plotting a course, trying to get the correct coordinates, when Longbow Liutenant, Warden Forsco entered. He was a Cryokineticist, and wanted Cryptas... Badly.

Cryptas chuckled. Just as the warden entered Cryptas was finished plotting the course and mentally commanded his robots to go.

"Sorry Forsco, I just can't stay and play as usual, It was NIce seeing You..."

Cryptas faded away as he walked backwards into the portal.

Back home, it took him a matter of minutes to get the portal. He doned a his goggles, drones, Ivan, Imperium, and a laser rifle to perpare for what was ahead through the portal.

"Ivan, I have been dieing to know, What is on the other Side..."

Cryptas sat on a chair on the top floor of a large building. He stared out at the ocean, on all sides of him wondering as he read Paragon's newspapers. He looked back down to continue his reading and noticed something... strange? Tempting? No, something worth Investigating.

"Ivan, go a fetch me my laptop."

"Yes, Lord Cryptas," replied Ivan in a cold, mechanical tone.

Cryptas turned his chair to view the docks of Port Oakes, and continued to stair out into the distance with his one good eye. The other used the machine, added after hid accident, to read and learn of the technology used by the lowly villains Arachnos had taken from the Zig. He concentrated on one in perticular, just to make him fall with the same device in his head.

"I love being technopath," he said to himself as he chuckled after the passing villain fell. Strangely, it looked as if he was just staring, aimlessly, for he always wore his blood read goggles, and the ventilator.

"Here is your laptop, Lord Cryptas," said Ivan as he arrived with the laptop. Ivan was small and well dressed. Which is odd considering he was a machine.

"Thank you Ivan. I need this to Research for a plan. Well, more of an investigation."

"And what is it that you will be investigating, Lord Cryptas?"

"You used to work in Paragon City, Am I not correct?"

"Yes you are correct, Lord Cryptas. Why?"

"I want to know, Have you heard of The Praetorians?"