Kaolin

(Told myself I probably shouldn't bother trying to walk into this RP, but decided to join anyway, it is still open right? Well, here goes)

A squid-like creature (Dark Nova) proceeded to fly into the sky, there it landed just outside the Clinic, in a burst of dark energy, it transformed into a man who seemed to be no older then 19, wearing an outfit, very similar to that of a Galaxy Soldier from the council, minus the goggles, V belt, (which had been replaced with a jewel belt) and some shoulder pads. Walking in, he headed towards the receptionist, the woman politley said "Hello, are you here to visit, here for medical treatment, or for the spa?" Cheerfully the man said, " Ah, for the spa, Rest and Relaxation, you know, heroing duties can be stressful after a while."

The receptionist replied in the same tone, "Ah, yes, many heroes seem to feel that, what is your name?" The man replied rather simply "Void Blazer", and handed his hero registration ID, the receptionist started typing in the computer, apparently to verify wether or not he was a real hero.
She asked "I'm sorry, I'm going to need to ask for your first name, it is....?"

Confused, the man said, "Er, which name?" This question seemed to confuse the women, she responded with "Which name...what do you mean?" The very fact the women appeared confused only seemed to further confuse Void Blazer, "Well, you know, there's my name, and my partner's name."
"Your....partners name? But aren't you the only one here?" Said the receptionist, with a look of further puzzlement on her face. Then suddenly, the "light bulb" went off. "Ohh I get it, you're on of those alien people right? A Kheldan?" This irritated Void Blazer a bit, but he decided to not bother correct the women, as after a while, he just wanted to get in. "Uh, yea, a..kheldan...sure..." The women replied in a cheerful tone again, "I'm sorry, we never had a kheldan before, why don't you give me both your names?" Void Blazer smiled beneath his mask, the first Warshade ever hmm? This might make him special. "Well, we are Don Fuegan, and Umbrium." The receptionist proceeded to type something in again. "Well mister kheldan, go on in, enjoy your stay!"

Hearing her once again call her a "Kheldan" brought him down a bit...were the Nictus and Kheldian people still that unknown that people couldn't even tell them apart? Still, after breaking free from Arakhn and Requiem, all that mattered right now was recuperating and getting in that R&R. Walking into the main room, he saw several people sitting around and chatting, but noticed the strange Lizard like man, and a...furry woman? Being a bit 'unique' himself, he decided he'd want to start his time of relaxation meeting them, and so he found a chair near them, and took a seat, curiously he asked, "Hiya, how're you guys, did you all come here together?"

Black Scorpion: My Lord, my Lord! I seek your wisdom!

Lord Recluse: What is it Scorpion...?

Black Scorpion: I....I....well, I tried getting these rocket packs attached on my back, but Mako said I looked like a sissy! Tell me it is not true!

Lord Recluse: I see, well, don't worry, I'm sure that rocket pack makes you look VERY masculine! And, add a touch of eye liner, and you'll be the most amazing brute of the Rogue Isles!

Black Scorpion: Th-thank you! *runs off skipping*

(Now, I know what your thinking, chances are, it would make sense if Lord Recluse said that, but remember, while he may be fashion concious, he just ISN'T THAT NICE)

"Out of the way, you'll only get hurt!" yelled Soul Striker, as he jumped off a roof top, landing with a thump. He was lean, with body armor, resembling that of crey powersuit armor, minus the back pack, and in a blue design, with red radiation markings on the edges,and with a strange helmet on top, and a visor, you couldn't seem to see his face at all either, because he wore a cloak over his face, almost like that of a reaper. "I heard your broadcast, and came as soon as I could, I'm only sorry I wasn't faster! But your safe now, I can handle this." Said he, in a very cocky manner The hero pressed some sort of button on his suit, and an aura of light began to emit out of his armor, and he assumed a fighting stance. "You ready?" he said, almost playfully. Battle would soon commence.

Super Group Name: T.A.C.T.I.C.S.

Leading/Recruiting Officers: Kaolin of Earth, Toxic Nova, Vagrant Mind, Blue Eagle 17

Preferred Method of contact: Sending tells to the recruiting officers or myself is often easiest, but if necessary, send me (Kaolin of Earth) an email.

Website: www.wearetactics.com (Functional, but more is being added)

Group Description: TACTICS stands for Tactical Academy of Comprehensive Training in Ideal Combat Strategy. The group acts similar to an academy, with a few teachers and masters. We current have maxed out the start off plot, with 6 functioning teleporters sending you to a total of 12 locations, 13 if you include the option to be able to hospitalize yourself there. We use a more democratic group, and all opinions are listen to, we want to essentially get the best players, but also the new guys too, because, so, maybe one time you screwed up, and have trouble getting the hang of it, this group is here to also help teach you to be one of the best.