Power of the Mind - Children of Chaos

[Sweetheart]

Character Sheet
M/F: M
Name (Full): Josheph "Kommandent" Jughashvili.
Home nation: Georgia.
Home city (large city is suggested): Tbilis
Alignment: (At war/Not at war/Other) USSR Commander in Cheif, Generalissimus of the Soviet Union.
Power category (Only one): (Telekinetics/Extrasensory/Illusion) None.

Optional: Nickname is Kommandent. He is partially augmented, as is most of the USSR senior staff, his arms are black from a Carbon-Depleted Uranium alloy which can hold weapons such as a knife, medium lenght sword, 9mm pistol. Eyes are electronic targeting matrixes.
Appearance (Natural one): Has dark black hair and a gotee.
Spoken languages: Russian, Arabic, English, German, Polish, Japanese, Chinese (Modern).

[Doom]

Dreamcaster's foul mood disappeared with a chuckle. Through his servant, he said, "I can't speak, I can't see, but I can certainly stir up a nice batch of trouble. I appreciate the flattery. May I ask your name?" As Dreamcaster asked this, someone on a bike sped in front of the car and jumped at the windshield, slamming with a rather impressive volume.

[Sweetheart]

Character Sheet
M/F: M
Name (Full): Yakazi Yamamoto.
Home Nation: Japan
Home City (large city is suggested): Kyoto
Aligment: (At war/Not at war/Other) USSR Commander of Japanese Forces.
Power category: None

Optional: Legs are Obsitian black, which give him increased speed and agility.
Appearance (Natural one): Wears small eyeglasses, hair color is black.
Spoken Languages: Japanese, Russian, Chinese, English.

[Sweetheart]

Yakazi disconnected the video communicator and turned to face his desk. "My my, these are troubling events. We need as much forces as we can to hunt down Dreamcaster." He went to a phone on his desk. "Colonel Yamatou? Please send in the new officer." One the otherline, "Absolutely sir," said the voice on the other side. At the lobby outside of the General's office, Colonel Yamatou stood up. She turned to Private Makayma, "The General shall see you now"

[Doom]

"Ah yes, very good." She nodded to the colonel, and entered the office. She took a seat and dusted her uniform off. "You wanted to see me, sir?"

[Sweetheart]

"Ah, Makayma-san, care for a glass of wine? It's Deu Cheateu Varrsis 1850. Probably the rarest drink on Earth at the moment?" Yakazi asked her, removing two shot glasses and a bottle from a small cabinet.

[Doom]

Confused as to what he meant by rare, she nodded politely and said, "That is very kind of you to offer. A small shot sounds delightful, thank you very much." She carefully gripped the glass and swallowed it hard. Shade didn't care for alcohol, but she didn't want to anger him by refusing. After a short cough, she asked, "Why, may I ask, did you call me into your office, General Yakazi.

[Sweetheart]

General Yakazi's face harderned, "Yes, that matter." Yakazi explained the whole incident. "So, due to craftyness of the enemy, and overeagerness on our part, we've fallen into a war with the GDI." Yakazi took another sip from his glass. "So, we must check the combat abilities of our units. This is where you come in. I need any information on current troop activity and any other useful information you can collect."

[Doom]

For a moment, Shade was stunned. Dreamcaster really pulled it off? He set the two factions against one another? How? She shook away her shocked expression, and stood quickly, then saluted, saying, "I would be happy to evaluate our troops, sir! They will be in the best fighting condition of their lives if I have any say!" She held her salute, waiting to be ordered at ease.

[Sweetheart]

Quite an excited responce to being told we are going to war. thought Yakazi. He simply shrugged and saluted back Makayma-san. "At ease." He then turned back to see the New Soviet Banner placed behind his desk, one that combined the Japanese and Soviet flags together. He raised a drink, and toasted to the flag. "Glory to the Soviet Union.... Nothing but a bunch of lazy, dishounorable pigs." General Yakazi was very opennely spoken against Communism, but, even this didn't stop the Kommandent from seeing military potential when it was right in front of him.

[Doom]

Shade exited the office, keeping silent and serious. She boarded a private jet for Okinawa. Midway through the flight, she took out a phone and called Lance in North Africa. Lance, who was lazily napping, woke and scrambled for his phone.
"H-hello?" He answered.
"Hey there, sweetie. Just calling to tell you that I miss you." Shade said, sounding much sweeter.
"Oh, Kate, it's so good to hear from you! How's it been? Is Japan everything it's cracked up to be?" Lance was trying to sound excited, but honestly wanted to resume his nap.
"It's so-so, but I do like seeing these Soviets in action. They're too stubborn for words and start raging without so much as a casual insult. Dreamcaster better watch out. He doesn't know what he's up against."
Lance chuckled, and said, "It's good to know my girlfriend has more faith in the opposition. Anyway, I-" He stopped speaking, and a loud blaring noise could be heard over the phone. "Oh no...I've gotta go, baby. Love you."
With a sigh, Shade answered back, "Love you too." She hung up.

When they landed, she could see maybe five or six thousand men in boot camp. Not a single woman soldier as far as the eye could see. "Excellent. I get the fresh meat." She whispered as she stepped to the crowds. "Attention!"

[Sweetheart]

Most of the crowd stop what they were doing and snapped to attention, a few straglers (most likely forgien as the Japanese has the highest disaplin) were still mulling about, eating some beans from a can, laughing.

[Doom]

Shade sneered at the men that ignored her, and stomped over to them. She tapped her foot and laughed with exaggerated sarcasm. "So, gentlemen, you think this training center is funny..." She drew her katana and skewered the can of beans in the blink of an eye, and flung the can across the field, then hovered the point half an inch from one of the men.

[Icara Hytate]

"WHAT THE HELL?!" yelled Yuri. He swerved slightly before fixing that. He pulled the hunckback into the car through the passenger door (The car has an autodrive mode). Yuri sighed and put his fingers between the bridge of his nose. "Dreamcaster, is this yours?" he asked, cleary disturbed and angry. "Actually, I don't give a damn if it's yours or not, he just landed on my hood."

[Doom]

"Oh, Fix, you lived." Dreamcaster said through his servant, in a tone that suggested he didn't care about him. "You really have a strange mind. Honestly, why crash that beauty of a plane when it took you so very long to build?" Dreamcaster sighed, and snatched Fix into the back seat with his mind. "Yes, this one is mine. My apologies for the hood of your car." He extended a finger, and the glass slowly reworked itself. After a few seconds, the crack was starting to disappear. Finally, all damage done had been erased, untraceable.
"Thank you, sire. The angry German man would have ripped my poor, poor head off its shoulders if you didn't save me." Fix was curled up next to Dreamcaster.
However, Dreamcaster threw him against the door and clunked his head with the handle of his cane. "You have a bit of reckoning to do after that crash, you fool." Dreamcaster whispered to him.