Nagato the Great

"What have I to fear of the public?" The Juggernaut sneered. "The public, if it ever learns of me, will if anything fear and admire me."

The Juggernaut glared at Dylan "Who the hell is this midget? Don't tell me you brought a kid to intimidate me."

The Juggernaut was not impressed in the least by this little show. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't give a damn if I tried. I'm not interested in your threats. I'll do as I please."

OOC: Go ahead and crap him in if you'd like.

OOC: Sure, add him in.

oh dammit. I was actually thinking that another Georgian played CN. so you claimed the state? in that case i pardon you.

Another great achievement of the Carter regime, Mandalore has finally acquired a navy. Two corvettes are the first to be built, the MNN Jackal and the MNN Meteor. "Once again Mandalore takes another step to make itself more major in the world." General Jacob Borissean was quoted to have said about it. "The satellite was the major step, but now that we have a navy we can't be caught by surprise at sea." The two ships will be training in exercises involving patrols around Mandalorian waters, and the MNN Meteor will make brief forays into international waters.

Actually, I am technically Georgian. My father was Georgian and born in Russia. Being born in Georgia though doesn't make you georgian.

The Juggernaut strode out and walked up to the Agents of Merlin. Slung on his shoulder was an automatic anti-armour rifle, while around the other was a heavy-duty shotgun. "You had better tell me who the hell you are, and what the hell you want, and who the hell gave you permission to talk like that, before you become my new training targets." though they couldn't see it, behind the helmet The Juggernaut grinned. "I haven't practiced with live targets yet." He picked up Sartose by his neck and held him up to his face--so the leader was dangling 3 feet off the ground. Then he held him up high so he was dangling a good 6 feet. "This is a secret facility, yet you got here and not only that, have the balls to talk like we're here to serve you. I smell some treachery in this."

Takin my homeland, I see how it is.

I apologize if it seems I am arguing; i learned the definition of dictatorship differently, is all. If someone is a 'dictator' but does not use oppression, in my eyes he is not a dictator.

My views of what a dictatorship is seem to be different then yours. My definition of a dictatorship is in which one person rules oppresively, putting down all forms of freedom of speech and so on violently. Thus I do not consider you a dictatorship, more of a totalitarian government. We ourselves are not a democracy, because we believe that it would fail eventually.

OOC: Holy crap, this doesn't need to be revived. >_> i created a CNRPH thread

So your people believe an oppresive dictatorship is better for them?

"Hopefully this won't get any worse...the last thing the world needs right now is more war." -President Jack Carter

okay, okay, i wasn't saying "Hey, let's do resets" I was just asking.

OOC: The Juggernaut was designed with resisting all forms of attack, so sonic, which Dylan would fall under, wouldn't affect him as badly. But tell me where he is and how you want do do it IC: It was a day after the man once named Gregory had become The Juggernaut. He had been training with all weapons currently used by the Mandalorian military, and others that Mandalore had gotten from captured pirates. His helmet, which displayed an advanced HUD showing information such as name, nationality, threat level, weak points, so on, allowed him to quickly learn a weapon's advantages and disadvantages, and how to use it effectively. Behind him, Commander Leyv, the scientist who had overseen his creation, watched proudly. Project Juggernaut had proceeded perfectly. The Juggernaut was still getting used to his new life. What had once been a sprint of unbelievable proportions had become to him little more than a brisk jog. He also found himself able to punch through nearly anything without effort. It was everything he'd ever dreamed of for his country.

--Classified-- Echo Research Facility Great Mandalorian Desert Testing Hangar B4 Experimental Room 1 In Experimental Room 1, there was little that could be called furnishing. The entire room was a dull metallic colour, and there were a few chairs, and a desk. Most eye-catching was the long, metal slab in the centre of the room, open which lay a man. His arms and legs were clasped down to the slab with cold metal shackles, while in front of him a harried-looking man in a black lab coat loomed over him. "Are you sure you wish to do this, Gregoriy?" he asked the man on the slab. "The process is painful, more so than anything you have or ever will experience; the injection, the grafting of the armour..." "I have never been more sure." Gregory responded; he himself looked rather pale. "I am serving my country in doing this, and that is more than i could ever want. The pain is nothing." Two other men in similar black lab coats walked in. "Are we ready for the procedure?" the younger of them asked. "Do not be so impatient, Anton." the other warned him. "This is a very big and important decision." "We're ready." said the head scientist. "Gregory is ready." He turned to Gregory. "Our first step is to inject you with a solution that will strengthen your bones tens of tensfold." "Like drinking a hundred cartons of milk a day, eh?" Gregory laughed weakly. "Er--slightly more painful." the scientist replied. "It will take an hour for the solution to fully set in, in which--I will be honest--you will probably feel like you are burning in the fires of hell. After that comes the grafting of the Juggernaut armour, which, well, is no less painful." "What effect does the armour have?" "It will allow you to withstand explosives that would usually kill a man, and it will allow you to resist most bullets as well. This by no means makes you invincible, don't get that impression, Gregory. But mark my words, it will take a very long time to kill you." "Here is the solution, sir." Anton carefully handed a syringe of a shining, metallic substance to the head scientist. "Well, Gregory," the scientist said. "This is your last chance. You can still back out now. If you go on with this, you will never again be able to live the life of a normal man." "Do it." Gregory grumbled. His teeth were clenched tight shut, and his eyes were shut tight as well. "Very well then..." the scientist took the syringe. "Good luck, my friend." He stabbed the needle into Gregory, and injected the solution. 5 hours later Can you stand, Gregory?" It had been almost 3 hours since the Juggernaut armour had been grafted onto Gregory. He didn't even feel it anymore. It wasn't a second skin; it was now his skin. "Yes..." "Release the shackles." the head scientist turned to Anton, who unlocked the shackles. Gregory stood up, unsure at first, and then straightened himself out. He glanced at Anton; the scientist shrank back, apparently afraid. Gregory realized that he towered over Anton, who himself was rather tall. "How do you feel, Gregory?" "Well, like I just got hit by a train, dragged 50 miles, thrown into a volcano, drowned in lava, and then thrown into a pit of dry ice...but regardless, I feel more powerful than ever." "As you should." the head scientist said, nodding. "We have a few tests to run now." he turned to the wall, which was solid carbonite. "Smash through it." Gregory looked slightly nervous for a moment, and then complied. He didn't even try his hardest, yet his fist went clean through the wall like it was little more than paper. "Good, good." The head scientist clapped softly. "Bring in the turret..." Anton and his assistant rolled a minigun mounted on a platform into the room. "Fire." Anton fired three bursts at Gregory; Gregory stumbled backwards, moaning in pain. "It will take some getting used to, Gregory." the head scientist said. "But eventually you'll hardly feel it." "So what do I do now?" "Well, we need to find a way to truly test your abilities..." OOC: If anyone wants to join in, or provide the 'true test', please do, this is my first go at CNRPH

huh. okay, i was just curious.

just a question, do we ever reset CNRP? like, start over so noobs can get some land?

"Goddam it..." "What happened sir?" Anton scurried up. "It's Gregory. His strength has been leaving him by the second. Not only that, but he seems to be suffering from severe memory loss and if it continue he could have a brain hemorrage. "The projects literally going to his head..." "This is no time for jokes, Anton. See if you can stabalize Gregory, while I'll try to get Life Support System to him. The project has failed. Seems we'll need to wait a while before we have the proper resources..." OOC: I'm going to repost this, but under CNRPH.

OOC: So then how do I enter CNRPH? or can i even enter with a supersoldier CNRPH if i cant in CNRP?

OOC: So in CNRPH you can have supersoldiers and the like? And I did say i woudl RP the project failing, no need to drive it in further

OOC: Okay, then...I'll RP the project failing then.

OOC: What's the minimum tech required for stuff like this? I have Cold War level tech