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Mass Effect: Phoenix | A 24th century adventure in space

Introductions: V

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Featuring: @Lauder, @Monochromatic Rainbow

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“Four hundred and sixty three.” Came a tired grunt from the floor of the small, cramped, windowless room. “Four hundred and sixty four.” It continued. “Four hundred and sixty five. Four hundred and sixty six.” Locked within her room - no, her cell, Mckenna Anderson could do little but browse the contents of a personal computer she had been permitted to keep, and exercise. The room’s interior was spartan, the bed not even furnished with linens or a cushion. The clean, sterile lighting reminded her unpleasantly of the lab on Turgix. The smell was different, the stench of blood, bone, and death did not hang in the air, and for that she was grateful. The walls were not that horrid, crisp whiteness. But all the same, it brought her back to that time - and so to escape it, she had begun exercising.

Sweat beaded around her eyes and mouth, dripping onto the floor as she counted up to five hundred. Pushups, squats, lunges - these were all almost pointless with synthetic limbs, leaving her more time to focus on the core body exercises. It did not mind if what muscles remained screamed at her to stop, as long as it deadened the other screams brought on by this room.

The door to the cell shifted open as she had completed more of her exercise, the form of a short Quarian girl who was on her Omni-Tool. The orange glow of the tool reflected off her visor and suit before she finally looked up to look at the mostly synthetic human though not saying anything. The hands that were previously typing on the material had stopped moving and it was clear that the Quarian was staring at Mckenna in silence. Her hands remained unmoving as the orange hue of the Omni-Tool suddenly shut off, continuing to stare at the human for the few silent moments.

“Erm-,” the voice of the Quarian came through, finally albeit somewhat nervously, “I am Sosa’Numos nar Suram.”

“Four hundred and ninety thr-” Mckenna stopped midsyllable, looking up from her position on the floor with a curious expression on her face. “Yes.” She murmured, after a moment’s pause, raising an eyebrow at Sosa’Numos. “Sosa’Numos nar Suram. Ship’s captain. Officer of C-Sec. I have read your file - what I was permitted access to, anyway.” She stood up from the floor, “My apologies for the state of the room and myself. I…” She trailed off, “I don’t know if it was intentional to forget delivering bedsheets or anything else to me, but all the same.”

She pulled a discarded article of clothing from the bed, slipping the prison uniform’s top back on. “My apologies, as well, for being dressed like this. I wasn’t expecting anyone to come and visit me.”

“To cut straight to the nub of the matter. I do not know exactly what has been provided to you or the rest of the crew. But I will assure you I am committed to the mission, and I pose no threat to anyone on board unless that person in turn means me ill.” She paused, then added, “Please do take a seat, if you are not planning to leave right away. Though I do understand, if you are.”

“I- erm,” Sosa’Numos began, watching as Mckenna put on the one article of clothing before forcing herself back to her senses, making sure that she could keep her false side going for the time being. She took a breath as she stepped into the room and folded her arms behind her back as she straightened her posture as much as she could to maintain an air of professionalism that would be expected of a captain, and of C-Sec. The quarian kept her distance from Mckenna, standing perfectly still on her side of the room as she inspected the quarters briefly.

“I came by because I was meeting the crew that would be under me, so I have time to talk,” she stated happily, hopping a single time on her toes as she spoke to Mckenna. It would seem that her general air of innocence and her normal bubbly nature took control of the room for the time being.

Mckenna’s eyebrows raised in mild surprise. The Captain was far more… energetic, than she had expected. While the possibility of her attitude being genuine of course existed, she doubted one would reach such a position through being completely open and free of guile. “Yes, of course.” She replied, looking Sosa’Numos over with an analytical gaze. “Of course, I am not a true member of the crew as it stands. More like, property, a tool being leased out to be tested. Attractive captain aside, I have no illusions that anyone on this ship will see me as some comrade to get to know. You want to get a better feeling for what I am capable of, yes? Or did you simply come to watch me exercise?”

Even through the helmet, it was clear that the captain had flinched at the statement as she nervously bobbed in place. She took a deep breath in and opted to ignore the last suggestion as to why she was here, not wanting to focus on such thoughts for the time being. Sosa’Numos forced herself to stare down the other woman and, for a brief moment, let her false attitude drop as she mentally cleansed herself. “I do not believe you to be just a tool. After all, the last time my people used something sentient like a tool we lost our homeworld,” Sosa’Numos stated, her form unmoving.

“I came because I wanted to get to know my crew. After all, it is good to know the people I’ll be working with,” the captain said, keeping her happy tone going.

“I did not claim you yourself believed me to be a tool, or some inanimate object to be used of without concern for its wishes - but that is what I am to C-Sec and the Spectre program. A tool to be made use of or disposed. I would be dead had I not agreed to this assignment, the threat of death still hangs over me should I anger the handler too greatly. I can be disposed of in a single instant if I do not do exactly as desired. Is that not what a tool is?” Mckenna folded her arms. “I do not mean to be hostile to you, captain. But I have done things from which there is no return.”

Mckenna sighed, taking a seat on her bed, removing the coat from her shoulders - once more exposing bare skin and cybernetics alike. “I hope you do not mind if I take this back off. I would prefer not to think of C-Sec’s holding cells more than I have to, while living in another.” Turning her attention back to Sosa, she met the nearly indistinguishable spots behind the visor where she knew the quarian’s eyes were. “Even if you do not view me as a tool - and I will reserve judgement on whether or not I believe such for now, I pray you do not mind - those higher in the ranks than us do. Perhaps I deserve it? Who knows - I’ll answer your questions. You wish to know who you’ll be spending time on board this ship with, what she can do, what liabilities or risks she poses. Be honest, please. If you wish for me to believe you are honest in viewing me as still a person, after whatever you have read, then be honest now and admit you are here to understand what I can be used for, not because you want a friend or comrade.”

A moment of silence passed as Sosa’Numos stared down the augmented human before she broke the silence with an apt choice of words, “Were you actually near five hundred crunches?”

Mckenna’s expression cracked into a genuine smile as she laughed, genuinely laughed, for the first time in years. “Yes, captain, yes I was. I was working to beat my record of one thousand and sixty three. Little else to do in here but exercise, and it’s not like it’ll do much for these.” She said, gesturing to the synthetic nanofiber muscles of her arm.

“Keelah, a thousand?” Sosa’Numos echoed in a tad bit of innocent shock before she tilted her head to the side. She took a step towards Mckenna, clearly looking at the false muscle and while her visor tended to block where she was looking, she was very evidently staring at the synthetic arms. The Quarian looked back up to Mckenna’s face before letting out a light sigh, saying, “I didn’t know they made synthetic muscle looks so… muscular.”

Mckenna quirked an eyebrow, smiling. “They don’t, usually. I did.” A few taps at her omni-tool brought up a set of schematics, “My own designs, fabricated by me. Paid for by someone else, admittedly. Some cybernetics use hydraulics - crude things, they are. These emulate the function of the basic human muscular system but using different, much stronger materials, are able to exert a force potentially orders of magnitude greater than that of standard organic muscle tissue.” She frowned, “A friend of mine was attempting to modify the technique for use with quarian nervous systems, come to think of it. I don’t know if she ever found any success, though.”

“So, sort of like the Geth’s synthetic muscle tissue, then? Just more natural looking, of course,” the captain inquired, thinking of Seraphim's frame and the Geth’s synthetic nature in general for a brief moment. Sosa’Numos walked up to Mckeena, looking at the synthetic muscle for a second before she knelt down. Her helmeted head looked to Mckenna’s before asking, “Do you mind if I touch your muscle?”

The smile grew wider, and the laugh returned. “Which ones would those be?” She asked, winking playfully, “No, of course I don’t mind. Examine at your leisure. I have technical documents I can share if you wish to read them, as well.” Accordingly, Mckenna held out her left arm, palm facing upwards to the ceiling. “Be my guest.”

The Quarian reached a hand out, her fingers gliding over the muscles as Sosa’Numos began to feel them in their entirety, eventually wrapping her hand around it as much as she could. She let this happen for a few silent moments, the muscles were hard and unnatural though very much different to the synthetic muscle to the Geth, who had muscle similar to that of organics. A single sharp breath was taken in as she brought her hand away from McKenna’s muscles despite clearly wanting to feel more of it. Sosa’Numos looked back over ath Mckenna before stating, “I’d love to see those technical documents. If there is one thing I love, it is information.”

“Naturally, captain. I may not be the shadow broker, but I do have plenty of information to share - even if, granted, most of it is technical documents or strange pirate radio broadcasts from the Terminus Systems.” Mckenna tapped at her omni-tool for a second, before looking back to Sosa’Numos. “The files should be waiting for you on your return, captain.” She answered.

“You think you have plenty of information?” Sosa’Numos asked, standing up from her position before letting out a bit of a smug chuckle, “You have yet to see my track record, Ms. Anderson.”

The captain turned to leave the room, walking away from McKeena, though stopping at the door and booking back at the other. She let out a sigh before speaking once more, “If you need anything, Ms. Anderson, let me know. I don’t want you to see this as a cell.” After those few words, Sosa’Numos turned and left Mckenna to her own devices.

After a moment, as she felt the room descend back into the dull hum of the ship and the return to the oppressive stillness of an empty room, Mckenna sat, pensive, reflecting on the conversation. The Quarian had been… interesting, that much was for sure. How much of her demeanor was real and how much as a facade was yet to be determined, but now at least she knew it would not be naught but career C-Sec officers. As she laid back in her bed, she grinned. “Maybe this assignment won’t be so bad.”

Mass Effect: Phoenix | A 24th century adventure in space

Mckenna Anderson

Anderson, Mckenna:

Race: Human (cyborg)

Citizenship: Systems Alliance. Most of recent life spent in Terminus systems.

Aliases: “Kenna”, “that robot bitch”, “The Butcher of Turgix”

Age: 58

Gender: Female

Psych. Eval.: Subject Anderson presents an unusual psychological profile for evaluation. Anderson is unusually cooperative with Council authorities, freely offering information when interrogated with no need for enhanced tactics. The information offered is, however, limited and only that which is pertinent to the exact question asked. Subject is able to clearly and concisely summarize the charges brought against her under galactic law, and shows full understanding of the degree to which she stands in breach.

When asked about motive to crimes, the answer is without fail the phrase “To erase human limitations and create a better world.” Information suspected to be withheld, though some believe it to be truthful. Senior officials believe such motive does not explain Anderson’s multiple and severe violations of galactic law and insist Anderson has some ulterior motive or is concealing information.

Outside of C-Sec interrogation, Anderson has been observed to generally avoid conflict with and seek friendly relations with those she is permitted contact with. It is yet unknown if this is a ruse by Anderson or if Anderson is behaving normally. Further study is advised, consensus of the team is that Anderson should be held further for greater questioning and the determination of her safety.

Phys. Eval.: Anderson stands at approximately 160 centimeters in height, and approximately 148.8kg - she has indicated her weight is a result of the extensive cybernetic implantation she has subjected herself to. Anderson is evaluated to be in excellent physical condition and shows no signs of her true biological age, what parts of her organic body remain have been well conditioned and enhanced. Even beyond standard improved human life expectancy, Anderson shows no signs of aging.

Anderson’s body has been heavily augmented or replaced with various cybernetics. Both arms, one leg in its entirety and another halfway above the knee, part of her liver, her lungs, both kidneys, her heart, significant portions of the intestines, part of her esophagus, large stretches of muscle, and more have been replaced - what is not synthetic has been subject to genetic enhancement similar to that given to Systems Alliance Marines.

Biotics: None. Anderson experienced high exposure to element zero in-utero, and subsequently born with multiple serious birth defects. No known biotic ability manifested at present time.

Qualifications: Anderson holds three Doctorates in genetic engineering, mechanical engineering, and neuroengineering - it is suspected that she used illegal genetic enhancement technology and cybernetic implants from an early age to make these significant accomplishments. She has demonstrated a seemingly eidetic memory as a result of her implants, and it is suspected this is but one of her abilities. Anderson has spent cumulative decades studying and researching in her field and can easily be considered one of the top minds in illegal genetic and cybernetic enhancement. Her capture brings the potential of her use as an asset of C-Sec, and a significant one at that. Some have advocated for keeping her confined to a laboratory environment to put her abilities to work developing genetic and cybernetic enhancements for human Spectre operatives, however higher ranking officials have ruled she willed be first deployed in a field unit for evaluation. While deployed in the field, Anderson’s profile indicates significant combative ability both at close and medium ranges. While Anderson does not divulge information of her own accord, she has indicated the ability to see in infrared, ultraviolet, and other wavelengths; the ability to establish guncam connections with most standard infantry small arms to facilitate accurate firing of the weapon without diverting primary attention; extreme physical hardiness and strength; moderate close quarters training augmented by heightened reflexes; and more.

History:

Subject: Anderson, Mckenna
Anderson is the child of independently contracted salvage operators from the Earth Systems Alliance, both from the region of Scotland. Anderson’s birth occurred shortly after the wreck of the MTS Idruni salvage vessel during operations in a former battleground of the Reaper War. Casualty rate amongst the crew was estimated later to be approximately 53%, but both parents survived, albeit badly injured, saved by a rescue team composed of Quarians dispatched from another nearby vessel and brought to a human ship for treatment. During this time, Anderson’s mother went into labor, and Anderson was born at approximately 0200 Hours, February 24th, 2241 under the name of Brodie Anderson. Subsequent inquiry determined Anderson was born biologically male, and her makeup is the product of extensive genetic therapy. When asked, Anderson became belligerent, refusing to answer to the name of Brodie.

Anderson’s birth was marked by life threatening birth defects from extensive exposure to dust form element zero in-utero, including the total absence of both arms, one leg, the other leg ending above the knee, and numerous organs nonfunctional or barely functional from excessive tumor growth. Anderson’s life was saved at this time by emergency surgical intervention and the replacement of nonfunctioning organs with neonatal cybernetics.

Anderson’s family returned to Earth after the events of her birth, retiring from the hazardous career of salvage, having amassed considerable wealth. Anderson was enrolled in a well funded educational facility, approximately five years of age at the time.

Anderson is reported to have had an interest in cybernetics from an early age, as indicated during interviews, knowing what technology had saved her life and given her the ability to walk spurred a sustained curiosity and passion for the subject that lasts to the present day. Anderson admits to involvement in small scale organized crime during her early adulthood to facilitate and fund her interest in self-cybernetic enhancement, as well as the funding for early gene-therapy to facilitate transition.

Anderson continued to apply extensive cybernetic enhancements and replacements to her body over the years, in addition to non-genetic efforts for a social gender transition. Anderson has expressed reluctance to discuss this aspect of her history, indicating it is irrelevant to her current circumstances. At the age of eighteen, Anderson enrolled in university, achieving a four year degree in mechanical engineering at the age of 22. At this point, Anderson indicated that she joined the military of the Earth Systems Alliance as a commissioned officer in the Marine Corps, receiving medical dispensation to join due to the already extensive degree of cybernetic enhancement she had undertaken.

Anderson’s military record is marked as being that of an above average combatant, serving with distinction in the Alliance wars against the Rachni and decorated for heroism under fire, including leading the defense of a forward position threatened with encirclement whilst conducting repairs on a malfunctioned and damaged heavy weapon. The citation for her Distinguished Service Cross reads:

For conspicuous gallantry and skill in action against the enemy while stationed in a forward position with C Company, 8th Battalion, 2nd Systems Alliance Marine Expeditionary Force, Sergeant Anderson tenacity in the face of the enemy is credited with saving the lives of her unit through her courage and heroism. Laying suppressive fire and pulling wounded comrades behind cover, Sergeant Anderson risked her own life to bring heavy weapons back online, enabling Alliance forces to execute a safe and orderly withdrawal from untenable circumstances. Sergeant Anderson’s selfless and valorant actions are in keeping with the noblest of human military tradition.

Anderson left the military of the Systems Alliance approximately one year after her moment of heroism against the Rachni, upon the expiration of her term of service. Disillusioned in many things, Anderson explains she retained a conviction for her transhumanist ideals. At the age of 28, Anderson returned to higher education pursuing further degrees relevant to her research. At the age of 30, Anderson received her a PhD in Mechanical engineering. Subsequently, and through a combination of natural intellect and cybernetic and genetic enhancement, Anderson received PhDs in genetic engineering at age 36, and neurological engineering at age 42.

Anderson began working for an undisclosed laboratory researching genetic modification techniques and integration with cybernetics for approximately three years, leaving at the age of 39. Anderson has indicated this was due to frustration and the slow progress and reluctance by management to come under tighter supervision due to Council laws.

Anderson relocated to the Terminus Systems, motivated by these opinions. She quickly used her experience and knowledge to establish a small but thriving black market cybernetic and genetic clinic, amassing not wealth from the process. Anderson indicates that during this time she was frequently forced to defend the clinic through violent means against mercenary groups seeking to take control, and eventually hired independent contractors to help defend its location. It was at this time Anderson has indicated some of the more dramatic, and illegal, modifications began to take place with the stated goal of “becoming superhuman”. Many of her mercenary guards accepted such modifications as well, many intrigued by the promises of longer life and longer lasting youth like herself. It was by this time, at the age of approximately 47, that Anderson had fully completed transition down to the chromosonal and genetic level, and she has indicated most of her other baseline genetic modifications were completed around this time as well.

Anderson then encountered an interested small time businessman looking to introduce some of her legal products on the galactic market. Though negotiations fell through, Anderson indicates she developed feelings for the man. Details have not been provided, but she has indicated a brief romance followed, and Anderson became pregnant following at least one sexual encounter, giving birth to twins later that year at the age of 48. Though feelings remained, the father of her children took the children with him back to Systems Alliance space. Anderson indicates that he wished the children not know their mother, deeming her dangerous for them.

Anderson then explains that the loss of her children was emotionally traumatic, and she returned to her research with extra energy. The funds required, however, exceeded the income she could provide for herself via small scale operations. Seeing no other choices, Anderson explains, she eventually fell into the employ of Aria T’Loak, her lab and guards relocated to the Omega station. Anderson claims her agreement with T’loak was to create combat implants and genetic enhancements to enhance the performance of Omegan operatives, to which Anderson agreed. When asked why she went down this route, Anderson’s answer was “Because I saw no other choice. My children were gone, their father had taken them away from me. Would you have had me abandon my life’s work and motivation? I wanted to create a world where sickness and premature death were a thing of the past. I still want to. I couldn’t simply cast that aside.”

Anderson then explains that she soon regretted her employ with T’Loak. Though she had the funding, more than she could have ever hoped for and skilled assistants, Anderson says that, “friendship was limited in Omegan space”. Though she made impressive progress, Anderson says the demands of T’Loak, whose threats hung constantly overhead, constituted a great stressor in her life.. Anderson, in this time, applied many of these experimental modifications to her own body, holding the opinion that only she could properly calibrate and analyze their effects and any potential limitations. It was at this point an advanced model of graybox, parts of it designed by Anderson herself, was implanted in her brain, granting an eidetic memory of everything following.

Anderson indicates that around 2296, research began to slow slightly, and her team approached leadership seeking more resources. Instead of the greater funding or redistribution of assets they had expected, a detachment of the team was deployed to the world of Turgix alongside a large Omegan mercenary force. They learned, later, that the corrupt Salarian governor of the world, rather than see it run roughshod over by the rebel Krogan forces, had contracted the Omegans to deny the world to the Krogan. If the Salarian Union could not have the world, he reasoned, then neither would the Krogan. Anderson and her team were employed in various activities over the world, both research and combat based.

[REDACTED]

Anderson’s operations gained notoriety, and she became wanted for trial for her crimes of illegal medical experimentation. The neokrogan of Turgix referred to her as “the butcher” - a name Anderson claims was earned both for her actions in combat as well as out of it. While she has not provided full details, Anderson has provided the account of her defeat of a neokrogan in close quarters combat, ambushing the first from behind and claiming to have the muscular power to push an omni-blade through the skull of the krogan and into the brain, though she admits the account is “probably a little embellished”. In later interviews, Anderson admitted the neokrogan in question had also been injured by proximity to an antipersonnel mine blast.

Anderson’s account is in line with official reports from the coalition forces. Omegan mercenary units, through standard military tactics and the employment of [REDACTED] were able to hold the planet long enough for Coalition forces to arrive on the world and re-establish control, by which time the Omegan teams had departed and evidence of crimes systematically cleansed.

Anderson was taken into custody in Council Space, on a journey commanded by Aria T’Loak to meet with and discuss the funding of the Omegan cybernetics and [REDACTED] program and possible sale of such items. Recognized by a former member of her security team before her employment in Omega, and turned in to local law enforcement. Extradited to Citadel where remained in holding cell until supervised assignment to Spectre field team.

Position: Anderson shows aptitude in a wide range of fields. Her primary expertise lies in genetic, neurological, and mechanical engineering - official consensus is Anderson likely utilized illegal genetic engineering techniques and cybernetic augmentation to gain expertise in these fields. She is noted to be a skilled combatant as well, and though her arrest was peaceful, experts in C-Sec warn that Anderson is a deceptively dangerous foe even without a weapon. She has claimed basic mechanical and medical knowledge, though it is not recommended that she be looked to as a source of medical or engineering assistance unless all other options are unavailable.

Recruited: Yes.

Inventory & Logistics: Anderson is barred, at present, from bringing materials aboard the vessel without express, written authorization. Anderson has been barred from access to any potential development of a ship science lab for the near future, until such time command has deemed her safe to give such tools. Anderson has been barred from handling heavy weapons or bringing her own for the near future until such time command has deemed her safe to permit such. Anderson is equipped with two (x2) Shuriken submachine guns, two (x2) M-3 Predator Heavy Pistols, and one (x1) set of Hahne Kedar Heavy Armour.

Notoriety: 7

Misc.:
List of Anderson’s cybernetics:

• KU-I Model 3 Cybernetic Leg Prosthetic (above knee)
• Anderson-C 43-2i Cybernetic Leg Prosthetic (Total)
• Anderson-C 129-73u Cybernetic Arm Prosthetic (Total, 2x)
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Heart
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Lungs
• Anderson-C 233-i Cybernetic Liver Augmentation
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Kidneys
• Anderson-C Synhetic Trachea
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Skeletal reinforcement
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Spleen
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Intesintal Augmentation
• ZTI i-249.3 Graybox.
• KmTI-002a Infolink Wireless Communicator.
• ZTI Calculation Matrix: Implanted into the brain, aids in making raw numerical calculations.
• ZTI LiDAR Scanning Matrix: Permits range and elevation triangulation via optical input alone.
• ZTI Smart Vision Matrix: Enables the user to see in infrared and ultraviolet spectrums (functions akin to military thermal and night sights, instructions very clear, cannot see through walls or thick dust), provides ability to “zoom” vision in by a magnitude of up to 20x, directly projects weapon status, vital and suit readouts, and other information into user’s vision, provides some measure of protection against visual effects of flashbang and concussive weaponry, in concert with ZTI LiDAR Scanning Matrix, can project topographic information in real time into user’s view.
• SentinelX RTI Tissue Regenerative System: Speeds the healing of wounds, automatically deploys medi-gel to affected tissue.
• Seryff Series XVII Metabolic Energy Conversion System: Produces energy for implants from a greatly increased caloric intake.
• Seryff Series XVII Rebreathing System: Built in lung filtration enables the user to survive in chemically hazardous environments for an extended period of time over that of an unprotected individual.
• Anderson-C 34D-ii Cybernetic Combat Package: A multifunction upgrade kit developed by Anderson, enables a myriad of combat functions such as simultaneous gun cam footage use (third party camera), enabling the dual wielding of separate firearms, stabilized aim, and recoil compensation.
• Anderson-C t-992 Reflex Booster: Speeds reaction time and improves coordination
• Anderson-C e-23 Subdermal Armor: Capable of withstanding shots from mid-power submachine gun caliber weapons and foiling attempted stabbings from standard strength humans, implanted in the torso.
• [REDACTED]

[Blasts from the Past]: Yes.

Mass Effect: Phoenix | A 24th century adventure in space

It's WIP but should have everything but history and inventory written

Mckenna Anderson

Anderson, Mckenna:

Race: Human (cyborg)

Citizenship: Systems Alliance. Most of recent life spent in Terminus systems.

Aliases: “Kenna”, “that robot bitch”, “The Butcher of Turgix”

Age: 58

Gender: Female

Psych. Eval.: Subject Anderson presents an unusual psychological profile for evaluation. Anderson is unusually cooperative with Council authorities, freely offering information when interrogated with no need for enhanced tactics. The information offered is, however, limited and only that which is pertinent to the exact question asked. Subject is able to clearly and concisely summarize the charges brought against her under galactic law, and shows full understanding of the degree to which she stands in breach.

When asked about motive to crimes, the answer is without fail the phrase “To erase human limitations and create a better world.” Information suspected to be withheld, though some believe it to be truthful. Senior officials believe such motive does not explain Anderson’s multiple and severe violations of galactic law and insist Anderson has some ulterior motive or is concealing information.

Outside of C-Sec interrogation, Anderson has been observed to generally avoid conflict with and seek friendly relations with those she is permitted contact with. It is yet unknown if this is a ruse by Anderson or if Anderson is behaving normally. Further study is advised, consensus of the team is that Anderson should be held further for greater questioning and the determination of her safety.

Phys. Eval.: Anderson stands at approximately 160 centimeters in height, and approximately 148.8kg - she has indicated her weight is a result of the extensive cybernetic implantation she has subjected herself to. Anderson is evaluated to be in excellent physical condition and shows no signs of her true biological age, what parts of her organic body remain have been well conditioned and enhanced. Even beyond standard improved human life expectancy, Anderson shows no signs of aging.

Anderson’s body has been heavily augmented or replaced with various cybernetics. Both arms, one leg in its entirety and another halfway above the knee, part of her liver, her lungs, both kidneys, her heart, significant portions of the intestines, part of her esophagus, large stretches of muscle, and more have been replaced - what is not synthetic has been subject to genetic enhancement similar to that given to Systems Alliance Marines.

Biotics: None. Anderson experienced high exposure to element zero in-utero, and subsequently born with multiple serious birth defects. No known biotic ability manifested at present time.

Qualifications: Anderson holds three Doctorates in genetic engineering, mechanical engineering, and neuroengineering - it is suspected that she used illegal genetic enhancement technology and cybernetic implants from an early age to make these significant accomplishments. She has demonstrated a seemingly eidetic memory as a result of her implants, and it is suspected this is but one of her abilities. Anderson has spent cumulative decades studying and researching in her field and can easily be considered one of the top minds in illegal genetic and cybernetic enhancement. Her capture brings the potential of her use as an asset of C-Sec, and a significant one at that. Some have advocated for keeping her confined to a laboratory environment to put her abilities to work developing genetic and cybernetic enhancements for human Spectre operatives, however higher ranking officials have ruled she willed be first deployed in a field unit for evaluation. While deployed in the field, Anderson’s profile indicates significant combative ability both at close and medium ranges. While Anderson does not divulge information of her own accord, she has indicated the ability to see in infrared, ultraviolet, and other wavelengths; the ability to establish guncam connections with most standard infantry small arms to facilitate accurate firing of the weapon without diverting primary attention; extreme physical hardiness and strength; moderate close quarters training augmented by heightened reflexes; and more.

History:

Subject: Anderson, Mckenna
Anderson is the child of independently contracted salvage operators from the Earth Systems Alliance, both from the region of Scotland. Anderson’s birth occurred shortly after the wreck of the MTS Idruni salvage vessel during operations in a former battleground of the Reaper War. Casualty rate amongst the crew was estimated later to be approximately 53%, but both parents survived, albeit badly injured, saved by a rescue team composed of Quarians dispatched from another nearby vessel and brought to a human ship for treatment. During this time, Anderson’s mother went into labor, and Anderson was born at approximately 0200 Hours, February 24th, 2241 under the name of Brodie Anderson. Subsequent inquiry determined Anderson was born biologically male, and her makeup is the product of extensive genetic therapy. When asked, Anderson became belligerent, refusing to answer to the name of Brodie.

Anderson’s birth was marked by life threatening birth defects from extensive exposure to dust form element zero in-utero, including the total absence of both arms, one leg, the other leg ending above the knee, and numerous organs nonfunctional or barely functional from excessive tumor growth. Anderson’s life was saved at this time by emergency surgical intervention and the replacement of nonfunctioning organs with neonatal cybernetics.

Anderson’s family returned to Earth after the events of her birth, retiring from the hazardous career of salvage, having amassed considerable wealth. Anderson was enrolled in a well funded educational facility, approximately five years of age at the time.

Anderson is reported to have had an interest in cybernetics from an early age, as indicated during interviews, knowing what technology had saved her life and given her the ability to walk spurred a sustained curiosity and passion for the subject that lasts to the present day. Anderson admits to involvement in small scale organized crime during her early adulthood to facilitate and fund her interest in self-cybernetic enhancement, as well as the funding for early gene-therapy to facilitate transition.

Anderson continued to apply extensive cybernetic enhancements and replacements to her body over the years, in addition to non-genetic efforts for a social gender transition. Anderson has expressed reluctance to discuss this aspect of her history, indicating it is irrelevant to her current circumstances. At the age of eighteen, Anderson enrolled in university, achieving a four year degree in mechanical engineering at the age of 22. At this point, Anderson indicated that she joined the military of the Earth Systems Alliance as a commissioned officer in the Marine Corps, receiving medical dispensation to join due to the already extensive degree of cybernetic enhancement she had undertaken.

Anderson’s military record is marked as being that of an above average combatant, serving with distinction in the Alliance wars against the Rachni and decorated for heroism under fire, including leading the defense of a forward position threatened with encirclement whilst conducting repairs on a malfunctioned and damaged heavy weapon. The citation for her Distinguished Service Cross reads:

For conspicuous gallantry and skill in action against the enemy while stationed in a forward position with C Company, 8th Battalion, 2nd Systems Alliance Marine Expeditionary Force, Sergeant Anderson tenacity in the face of the enemy is credited with saving the lives of her unit through her courage and heroism. Laying suppressive fire and pulling wounded comrades behind cover, Sergeant Anderson risked her own life to bring heavy weapons back online, enabling Alliance forces to execute a safe and orderly withdrawal from untenable circumstances. Sergeant Anderson’s selfless and valorant actions are in keeping with the noblest of human military tradition.

Anderson left the military of the Systems Alliance approximately one year after her moment of heroism against the Rachni, upon the expiration of her term of service. Disillusioned in many things, Anderson explains she retained a conviction for her transhumanist ideals. At the age of 28, Anderson returned to higher education pursuing further degrees relevant to her research. At the age of 30, Anderson received her a PhD in Mechanical engineering. Subsequently, and through a combination of natural intellect and cybernetic and genetic enhancement, Anderson received PhDs in genetic engineering at age 36, and neurological engineering at age 42.

Anderson began working for an undisclosed laboratory researching genetic modification techniques and integration with cybernetics for approximately three years, leaving at the age of 39. Anderson has indicated this was due to frustration and the slow progress and reluctance by management to come under tighter supervision due to Council laws.

Anderson relocated to the Terminus Systems, motivated by these opinions. She quickly used her experience and knowledge to establish a small but thriving black market cybernetic and genetic clinic, amassing not wealth from the process. Anderson indicates that during this time she was frequently forced to defend the clinic through violent means against mercenary groups seeking to take control, and eventually hired independent contractors to help defend its location. It was at this time Anderson has indicated some of the more dramatic, and illegal, modifications began to take place with the stated goal of “becoming superhuman”. Many of her mercenary guards accepted such modifications as well, many intrigued by the promises of longer life and longer lasting youth like herself. It was by this time, at the age of approximately 47, that Anderson had fully completed transition down to the chromosonal and genetic level, and she has indicated most of her other baseline genetic modifications were completed around this time as well.

Anderson then encountered an interested small time businessman looking to introduce some of her legal products on the galactic market. Though negotiations fell through, Anderson indicates she developed feelings for the man. Details have not been provided, but she has indicated a brief romance followed, and Anderson became pregnant following at least one sexual encounter, giving birth to twins later that year at the age of 48. Though feelings remained, the father of her children took the children with him back to Systems Alliance space. Anderson indicates that he wished the children not know their mother, deeming her dangerous for them.

Anderson then explains that the loss of her children was emotionally traumatic, and she returned to her research with extra energy. The funds required, however, exceeded the income she could provide for herself via small scale operations. Seeing no other choices, Anderson explains, she eventually fell into the employ of Aria T’Loak, her lab and guards relocated to the Omega station. Anderson claims her agreement with T’loak was to create combat implants and genetic enhancements to enhance the performance of Omegan operatives, to which Anderson agreed. When asked why she went down this route, Anderson’s answer was “Because I saw no other choice. My children were gone, their father had taken them away from me. Would you have had me abandon my life’s work and motivation? I wanted to create a world where sickness and premature death were a thing of the past. I still want to. I couldn’t simply cast that aside.”

Anderson then explains that she soon regretted her employ with T’Loak. Though she had the funding, more than she could have ever hoped for and skilled assistants, Anderson says that, “friendship was limited in Omegan space”. Though she made impressive progress, Anderson says the demands of T’Loak, whose threats hung constantly overhead, constituted a great stressor in her life.. Anderson, in this time, applied many of these experimental modifications to her own body, holding the opinion that only she could properly calibrate and analyze their effects and any potential limitations. It was at this point an advanced model of graybox, parts of it designed by Anderson herself, was implanted in her brain, granting an eidetic memory of everything following.

Anderson indicates that around 2296, research began to slow slightly, and her team approached leadership seeking more resources. Instead of the greater funding or redistribution of assets they had expected, a detachment of the team was deployed to the world of Turgix alongside a large Omegan mercenary force. They learned, later, that the corrupt Salarian governor of the world, rather than see it run roughshod over by the rebel Krogan forces, had contracted the Omegans to deny the world to the Krogan. If the Salarian Union could not have the world, he reasoned, then neither would the Krogan. Anderson and her team were employed in various activities over the world, both research and combat based.

[REDACTED]

Anderson’s operations gained notoriety, and she became wanted for trial for her crimes of illegal medical experimentation. The neokrogan of Turgix referred to her as “the butcher” - a name Anderson claims was earned both for her actions in combat as well as out of it. While she has not provided full details, Anderson has provided the account of her defeat of a neokrogan in close quarters combat, ambushing the first from behind and claiming to have the muscular power to push an omni-blade through the skull of the krogan and into the brain, though she admits the account is “probably a little embellished”. In later interviews, Anderson admitted the neokrogan in question had also been injured by proximity to an antipersonnel mine blast.

Anderson’s account is in line with official reports from the coalition forces. Omegan mercenary units, through standard military tactics and the employment of [REDACTED] were able to hold the planet long enough for Coalition forces to arrive on the world and re-establish control, by which time the Omegan teams had departed and evidence of crimes systematically cleansed.

Anderson was taken into custody in Council Space, on a journey commanded by Aria T’Loak to meet with and discuss the funding of the Omegan cybernetics and [REDACTED] program and possible sale of such items. Recognized by a former member of her security team before her employment in Omega, and turned in to local law enforcement. Extradited to Citadel where remained in holding cell until supervised assignment to Spectre field team.

Position: Anderson shows aptitude in a wide range of fields. Her primary expertise lies in genetic, neurological, and mechanical engineering - official consensus is Anderson likely utilized illegal genetic engineering techniques and cybernetic augmentation to gain expertise in these fields. She is noted to be a skilled combatant as well, and though her arrest was peaceful, experts in C-Sec warn that Anderson is a deceptively dangerous foe even without a weapon. She has claimed basic mechanical and medical knowledge, though it is not recommended that she be looked to as a source of medical or engineering assistance unless all other options are unavailable.

Recruited: Yes.

Inventory & Logistics: Anderson is barred, at present, from bringing materials aboard the vessel without express, written authorization. Anderson has been barred from access to any potential development of a ship science lab for the near future, until such time command has deemed her safe to give such tools. Anderson has been barred from handling heavy weapons or bringing her own for the near future until such time command has deemed her safe to permit such. Anderson is equipped with two (x2) Shuriken submachine guns, two (x2) M-3 Predator Heavy Pistols, and one (x1) set of Hahne Kedar Heavy Armour.

Notoriety: 7

Misc.:
List of Anderson’s cybernetics:

• KU-I Model 3 Cybernetic Leg Prosthetic (above knee)
• Anderson-C 43-2i Cybernetic Leg Prosthetic (Total)
• Anderson-C 129-73u Cybernetic Arm Prosthetic (Total, 2x)
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Heart
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Lungs
• Anderson-C 233-i Cybernetic Liver Augmentation
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Kidneys
• Anderson-C Synhetic Trachea
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Skeletal reinforcement
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Spleen
• Anderson-C Cybernetic Intesintal Augmentation
• ZTI i-249.3 Graybox.
• KmTI-002a Infolink Wireless Communicator.
• ZTI Calculation Matrix: Implanted into the brain, aids in making raw numerical calculations.
• ZTI LiDAR Scanning Matrix: Permits range and elevation triangulation via optical input alone.
• ZTI Smart Vision Matrix: Enables the user to see in infrared and ultraviolet spectrums (functions akin to military thermal and night sights, instructions very clear, cannot see through walls or thick dust), provides ability to “zoom” vision in by a magnitude of up to 20x, directly projects weapon status, vital and suit readouts, and other information into user’s vision, provides some measure of protection against visual effects of flashbang and concussive weaponry, in concert with ZTI LiDAR Scanning Matrix, can project topographic information in real time into user’s view.
• SentinelX RTI Tissue Regenerative System: Speeds the healing of wounds, automatically deploys medi-gel to affected tissue.
• Seryff Series XVII Metabolic Energy Conversion System: Produces energy for implants from a greatly increased caloric intake.
• Seryff Series XVII Rebreathing System: Built in lung filtration enables the user to survive in chemically hazardous environments for an extended period of time over that of an unprotected individual.
• Anderson-C 34D-ii Cybernetic Combat Package: A multifunction upgrade kit developed by Anderson, enables a myriad of combat functions such as simultaneous gun cam footage use (third party camera), enabling the dual wielding of separate firearms, stabilized aim, and recoil compensation.
• Anderson-C t-992 Reflex Booster: Speeds reaction time and improves coordination
• Anderson-C e-23 Subdermal Armor: Capable of withstanding shots from mid-power submachine gun caliber weapons and foiling attempted stabbings from standard strength humans, implanted in the torso.
• [REDACTED]

[Blasts from the Past]: Yes.

Mass Effect: Phoenix | A search for a Captain and Co-GM

Rtron has booped me on this and it looks interesting!

What's the position on cybernetics, transhumanism, grumpy Scots, and combining the three into one drunken mess?

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay (Mark II)

Alliances of Dulce Et:

Entente de Coopération et d'Entraide Nordique-Occidentale: Soyedinonnyye Imperiyvka iz Volstranlyudkovka, Free Cities of Astalia, Kasakka Hetmanate, Repubblica Socialista di Yegrait

The Celestial Realm: Celestial Empire of Nango-Tuenggu, United Republics of Greater Alkadion, Bettonia, The Morric Sultanate, Silvansk, Tsardom av Nevorok, Tsardom av Kinier, Respublika Hansaka, Respublika Velikuska, Respublika Severukot

Taiheiyo Independence Pact: Kyasei Republic of Akiya, Empire of Fuso

Non-Aligned: République Sainteté Fénise, Abnwaandia, Achik Communes, The Grand Duchy of Dysi, Meleti

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay (Mark II)

@LetMeDoStuff

Thank you!

Mass Effect: Caelestis

I was planning to make my own RP but you seem to have beat me to the punch, room for one more?

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay (Mark II)

Dulce et Decorum Est

Pro Patria Mori...

This is the end and the beginning of an age. This is something far greater than the French Revolution or the Reformation and we live in it.
- H.G. Wells

Map of the World

Political Map of the World

[url=http://]Alliance Map of the World[/url]

A heavily WIP Koppen Climate Classification Map for fellow geography nerds

Yevrazha and Anyamundar, vast continents of diverse peoples, cultures, creeds, and more. A land that has seen suffering and splendor. The year is 1914 PA, the world stands at the precipice of… something. The end of an old era is at hand, and the beginning of a new. Empires, many of them host to cultures and traditions millenia old, dominate the world, and to many it seems as though this is the dawn of a true golden age; - the wonders of technology bringing about new and never before dreamed of comforts to the world. The nations of the earth are at an unprecedented stretch of relative peace, international trade flourishes, railroads connect the continents, and the world faces the new century with excitement.

Some, however, face the new age with less enthusiasm, with grim warnings and dark foreboding. Beneath the enlightenment and prosperity is a tension building - there are many great powers in the world, vast nations with ancient and proud traditions. Some say there are too many, and that the world cannot bear for much longer the intricate web of alliances and pacts that bind the powers together.

The new century can bring enlightenment and prosperity or suffering and death. War is a certainty at some point, for sure. Any little scuffle that might flare up will be over by the new year - no nation would be fool enough to sacrifice their economy in a true war. Still, at times, the pen fails and the sword must be taken up - but, when all is said and done, ‘tis a sweet and seemly thing to die for one’s country.

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In this NRP, you play as a nation of your own creation. The leaders, ministers, generals, admirals, and everyone else within. Guide your nation to the best of your abilities, avoid the inevitable war - or jump right in. We are here to explore a narrative of world war one, the horror of modern mechanized warfare where lives are but a number to be thrown into the meat grinder. This is not a map painting simulator, and if you want to conquer the world, I fully understand, but this is not EU4.

Individual nations are player created, with randomly rolled stats serving as a guideline upon which you should build your nation.

This setting is a fantasy one, but a fantasy setting wherein the arcane is a rather different entity to that of many high fantasy settings, I encourage you to read below for information on its function

This is a world with by now some well established lore from a previous RP, and I encourage you to speak to me and the other players about how your own nation fits into it!

I invite those interested to join our Discord server and get to know the players already in. Slots are somewhat limited, unfortunately, so we do not have indefinite room for new players.

Rules

• Use common sense.
• Don't game the rolls. I can be flexible, but I will not roll over. Their purpose is to provide some irregularity and random chance.
• No godmodding, powergaming, etc. You get the point.
• What the GM and Co-GMs say, goes. Please don’t push things this far. I don’t like having to put my foot down but I will.
• No meme nations (why do I have to make this a rule?)
• Don’t be a piece of shit.

Application

App

Name of Nation:

Government:

Species:

Culture:

History:

Territorial Claims:

Economy:

Natural Resources:

Technology:

Social Development:

Army:

Navy:

Air Force:

Rolls: (Rolled by GM in the Discord Server. Just ping me, and I’ll roll as soon as I’m able.)

Traits:

Foreign Relations:

Other:

Other Information

Magic

Magic, in this world, is significantly different from that of most fantasy settings. In most settings, a mage conjures a fireball in his hand from the ether and propels it at the enemy - that is not how it works here. Imagine the magic of the world as a shallow puddle with the breadth of an ocean, covering the entire world, but not ‘deep’ enough to allow much more than low level cantrips, or a telepath to communicate with others. But within this puddle there are spots that could be considered ‘low lying’ - where the magic of the world collects and concentrates, manifesting physically as a crystalline material that can be mined and processed, brimming with the magical energy of the world. These magical crystals can be used as power supplies for the magical works of those nations advanced in the arcane or possessed of a powerful god, a machine to cast bolts of lightning or launch balls of fire for those of great sophistication, or a contraption to draw water from the earth or a stone circle to communicate at great distances for the middling. A nation’s magic roll is related to the prevalence and size of these ‘hotspots’ - determined by the magical reserves roll. Just as with material resources for a nation dependent on tech, the supplies of this crystal are crucial for the war effort of a nation dependent on magic.

Magic is performed and learned of through two primary routes, through communion with an Elder god to learn of the ways of the universe through their revelations in exchange for some service, or through prayer and devotion to a Gestalt god to gain their intervention in the working of magic. As explained in the section on religions, the ways in which different peoples will use these capabilities vary widely. Those following an Elder religion rely upon what is essentially magitech, imbued with its nature through myriad means of channeling and shaping the forces of the universe, in much the same way that electronics or mechanical devices must be carefully manufactured and arranged for all of their components to function together. Those who follow a Gestalt religion will invoke the power of their god, and, provided sufficient crystal is available and the faith has the power to do so, the desired effect will be worked through the divine intervention of the deity in question.

For example - to draw water from an underground aquifer:

An Elder worshipping people possessing the relevant knowledge will construct a device reminiscent of a pump, perhaps covered in various runes to focus and channel the power of the arcane, which when supplied with crystal, performs the work of a pump and mechanically pulls water from underground through a hole drilled through the rock.

A Gestalt worshipping people will, provided sufficient crystal is available to power the ritual and the faith is capable of the task, assign a priest to call upon the intervention of the god. The god will then act, and the water in the aquifer may be transported into an awaiting reservoir, cast into the sky to fall as rain, or so on.

Those learned in the ways of magic’s use are known as mages - almost anybody can become a mage, as the use of magic is for the most part a matter of learning and applied technique, rather than any inborn attributes.

There are other means of supplying magic in the field, but these are costly. The sacrifice of living beings, for instance, - dozens or hundreds - can create enough energy with the turmoil of death to supply magical devices for a limited time. This method is widely abhorred in much of the world, and those seeking to use such means with any frequency will find themselves similarly shunned.

Magic’s use, however, comes with a darker side - one that can and has spelled doom for many civilizations and empires before. Excessive extraction of magical crystal can lead to depletion of the magical field in the area - ‘dry’ spots can occur, and should action not be taken to dramatically lessen or outright halt crystal extraction, calamity can occur. There is always ample forewarning - magically sensitive individuals will experience splitting headaches and full body pain, for instance. A basic (and somewhat silly) visual guide can be seen here.

Should such a calamity occur, it will become immediately obvious. At the point wherein the depletion reaches a critical point, the very landscape will begin to change. Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, vast lightning storms, and all manner of natural disasters are likely to occur, greater than any recorded on earth in living memory. The land itself will turn fallow, life becomes twisted, corrupted, a shadow of its former nature as universal forces unknown to the living crash into the mundane world. Such land is tainted, and for the first centuries at least the land will be unlike anything of the natural world. Warped abominations will prowl through toxic streams, plants and animals molded into new, perverted mockeries of life, unable to live outside of the hostile, abnormal conditions that gave rise to them. The only mercy is that those who created such conditions rarely live to see the worst of them. To survive, let alone remain sane and uncorrupted within such land is all but impossible, and it can take a millennium or more for the area to truly heal.

Magic is a flexible system - but it is far from omnipotent; and with great power comes great responsibility. While there is room for a significant array of arcane involvement in your nation, it is greatly preferred that it be a combination of magic and technology and most, as I am not looking for a battle of wizards against tanks. Technology rules the day, magic is a potent augmentation to such. The specific nature of which I leave up to you, but I will intervene if I deem it necessary.

Explanations on Rolls and other aspects of the RP

And now, a brief explanation of the rolls and other aspects of the sheets.

Your rolls are a guideline for your nation, and they serve as an upper limit. If your roll is large, but you wish to go smaller, you are welcome to. With your rolls, you can subtract a total of ten points from wherever you wish and redistribute them elsewhere. Additionally, you can choose any two stats within a roll to swap - changing fertility with land area, for instance. However, to increase a stat from 19 to 20 will require the use of two points, in order to prevent minmaxing and to reflect the significant jump in capabilities from 19 to 20. Likewise, decreasing a stat from 20-19 will yield two points.

Stats can be increased in game. Players wishing to increase their stats must make a post describing in at least some moderate detail the events and efforts of their nation to begin this process.

Your Land Area: This roll determines the amount of land you have under your sway. It covers how much of the map under your control, and is one of the primary determining factors in your potential population. Territory is somewhat flexible - a nation with a lower roll can claim a somewhat larger expanse of land if said expanse is harsh and will not easily support a large population. Real world examples: Siberia, Australia, Canada.

Your Land Fertility: This roll dictates the suitability of your land for your people. A low roll may be host to a harsh climate (natural or artificial) difficult to inhabit, it may have soils that yield small crops or those inedible to your people. Conversely, a high roll will have rich, fertile soil and a climate that lends itself to habitation by your people.

Your Natural Resources: This reflects the quantity and quality of natural resources your nation is capable of extracting from the lands under your control. A nation with a low score may have depleted the available resources in their area, the resources available may be difficult to acquire, or perhaps other reasons. A nation with a high score is more insulated from effects upon the global supply chain and is more able to rely upon itself for industrial production.

Your Technological Development: This roll covers the level of technological prowess your nation possesses. A nation with a high roll will be able to field more advanced weaponry, and as the war progresses, more and more advanced material will become available. This roll is also a significant determining factor in your population size, as a more advanced nation is capable of supporting a larger population.

Your Societal Development: Societal Development represents the sophistication and development of your nation’s culture, civilization, governmental structure, infrastructure, tax systems, social programs, and more. It is essentially the difference between a highly developed and well organized society of bustling metropolises and efficient governance, and a collection of thatch roof villages loosely controlled by a reigning warlord.

Your Total Economic Strength: Your Economy is a representation of the wealth of your nation. It stands for the money your people hold, the amount you import and export, and to some extent how advanced your nation is. A nation with a high economy is able to fund and finance more expensive works, and can maintain a modern war for considerably longer periods of time without sacrificing quality of life at home.

Your Industrial Production: This roll represents your total domestic industrial and productive capacity and is also a factor in the potential population of your nation - a low production does not inherently mean that a large naval or army roll is negated, but rather that the supporting infrastructure is minimized in comparison with a stronger roll, and there is less of that industry to turn towards the war effort should it be required. Conversely, a high production roll means your industrial engine is strong and prolific, and should war break out you have that many more factories ready to go to turn to the war effort.

Your Land Power: This roll dictates the size of your nation’s land forces, and the level of training and sophistication of your land forces. A nation with a large army roll is likely capable of raising powerful forces, numerous, well trained, and well equipped.

Your Naval Power: This roll dictates the size of your naval forces and the size of your merchant marine capacity. In addition, it represents the sophistication, extent, and other facets of your marine infrastructure - dockyards, drydocks, ports, and so on. This roll does not solely determine the quality of your warships or ability to field advanced designs.

Your Airforce Size: The size and readiness of your nation’s aerial forces. This roll does not solely govern the sophistication of your aircraft as your technological development is likewise crucial in this regard.

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Traits - The Traits of a nation are miscellaneous additions outside the base rolls and tech tree system. A nation can have up to five different traits. Traits must carry a trade off past the first one, or be countered by another trait with negative effects. Traits can confer a number of effects, such as bonuses or other effects upon your militaries, populations, climates, or other elements of your nation not touched on by other mechanics.

Your traits can carry some flexibility with your rolls, but nonetheless they are still constrained - for instance, a nation with a fertility score of one may not have a trait that describes their land as being a bountiful nation of plenty. An example trait, for instance, may reference an age old warrior culture and boost the morale of their armies, ensuring that flight is only a possibility in truly dire circumstances.

Battles will be decided in two ways. Battles between player nations, where the two players have agreed upon the story they wish to tell require no GM involvement, and can be written in whatever style chosen. Battles between a player and an NPC nation, or between players who disagree on the outcome of the battle, will be decided by rolling. Players will describe the actions they wish to take, and dice will be rolled to see if that action succeeds or fails, with bonuses being applied based on relevant stats. The exact details of the battle will then be written according to the players’ desires, in line with the results of the rolling. This is for multiple reasons - to ensure a way to break stalemates while remaining fair and impartial, to prevent immediate steamrolling of NPCs, and because the element of uncertainty and randomness adds some excitement!

This is a link to all roll descriptions for use in creating your sheet, still WIP as I have had a busy work schedule lately.

The Emperor's Duty: A Warhammer 40K RP

"Justicar, Assassin team, this is Lieutenant Brusilov. All forces are go. The Astra Militarum is in position and we are ready to commence our assault." Her radio call barked out over the comm feeds of her allies as she surveyed the terrain before them. She had deployed her autocannon heavy weapons team to the opposing side of the enemy compound, along with Corporal Svyatoslavovna for 'technical expertise'.

Vayne herself had crept towards the enemy emplacements, carefully concealing her form behind rubble, abandoned vehicles, anything that could mask her advance to the enemy sentries. In her hands were clutched one meltabomb, and one remote detonator. A small magnetic clamp helped hold the melta charge in place until such time as it was needed. Just as carefully, she had picked her way back across the ruined hivescape to her own unit, secure in the knowledge her snipers were providing overwatch.

At the Justicar's signal, from where she had deployed the Corporal and her autocannon team would come a howling tumult of sound. The roar of dozens of engines overclocked to maximum capability, the thunderous cacophony of an autocannon spitting its fury. The earth would shake from multiple heavy impacts as several hotwired vehicles would slam headlong into the perimeter walls. Whoops and yells, muffled by the sound of the machinery.

Vayne smiled, and fingered the detonator for the melta. Soon it would be time to unleash hell.

Avatar - The Fall of Si Wong City

@Sep perfectly fine to me! I'll get started on a skeleton after work~