[^]Lean On Me, When You're Not Strong[^]<br/>Around the corner of a rather crowded street in the heart of Queens, a large black van lazily makes its way. Its driver looked rather bored and unimpressed with the scorching summer day, with one hand on the wheel and the other halfway out the window. He took a moment to adjust the thick aviators which dawned his face and ran his hand acrossed his sweaty shaven head.<span style="font-style: italic">God forbid the traffic actually move for once</span>he thought to himself, laying on the horn.<br/><br/>"Hey! Let's get a move on up there!" He yelled into the crowded city streets. Truth be told he wasn't actually upset about the traffic. You see, our friend here happens to be a pirate. Different from what you would knowfrom the rum drinking ingrates so prevalent on the movie screens these days, but he and captain jack both shared one love, plunder. His usual glorious intakes have been halted, however, thanks to a gang of cyberpunk wannabes known as the Daedalus corporation. They've been at the epidamy of technology and cybernetics since anyone who knows about them can remember.<br/><br/>You know them, as the company Apple, but behind the scenes of watches that takes pictures and a phone that can talk to you in case you have no friends, they are the largest terror organization on the face of the globe. Now given normal circumstances, Gabriel here wouldn't give more than half of a rat's tail end about the battle between good and evil. However on a day like today, when the wind strikes him just right, and they are in possession of a microprocessor he needs for his H.A.R.D., he has decided to take part in just such a battle.<br/><br/>Wait Mr. Narrator, what in the name of the Arcadia ghost ship is a H.A.R.D. suit? Well our friend here isn't from our time, and while this certain piece of equipment isn't exactly high tech, it Is indeed advanced. The suit is wired into his body when he steps inside, being more of a bullet sponge than any kind of power armor. Gabriel took a peak into his rear view mirror, and smiled at the large behemoth hunk of metal hunched over in the back. It had been deactivated, and was mostly covered by shade so that anyone glancing into the van wouldn't quite notice it. Its bronze coating gleamed into his eyes, and he turned his head in a daze. Maybe if you're good you'll get to see it later.<br/><br/>But just one man against an entire organization? Not a chance, especially when these freaks have all manor of mechs and cyborg soldiers waiting to rip him to shreds next time they see so much as the sun reflect off of his suit. Its a good thing he's rich from years of plunder and the I very, and very ready to spend a great portion of it to hire a few fresh bounty hunters and get him his chip. Now, let's see who we can find, shall we?<br/><br/>[^]OOC[^]<br/><br/>Find some way to get Gabriel's attention and join the squad! Are you a well known criminal? A super powered vigilante whom might be using his abilities recklessly enough to catch his eye? Have you been stalking his movements and know what he's after? Or will we meet you later because you already hate the Daedalus corporation? Do you have an add in the paper? I don't friggin care, just join the fight! Although maybe you don't even want to. I wouldn't object to a cybernetic soldier showing up to oppose our cause by any means.<br/><br/>[^]End, Transmission. No one really likes that song anyways[^]