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It’s none of my business what people say of me and think of me. I am what I am and I do what I do. I expect nothing and accept everything. And it makes life so much easier.
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“There is no such thing as a new idea. It is impossible. We simply take a lot of old ideas and put them into a sort of mental kaleidoscope. We give them a turn and they make new and curious combinations. We keep on turning and making new combinations indefinitely; but they are the same old pieces of colored glass that have been in use through all the ages.”
- Mark Twain
- Mark Twain
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Well, I have finally posted after months of not posting because of reasons.
Good to have you back :)
@Buddha, finished your Broacien write-up, and aside from the black text on a dark gray background, it was an awesome and comprehensive read. Well done brother. I really dig the vast landscapes, and I'm a sucker for dark themes. Hopefully when time isn't such a twisted bitch, I'll throw in my lot.
Are we allowed to play as civilians? As well as humans?
That's essentially what my character is, and it was approved, so I'd say...Yes, on both questions :)
...you will all get what you deserve.
And I do deserve a lot @Sep, so don't forget that in February ;)
@Fuzzybootz @Heat @Subject Zero @Draken
Civilian Away Team post is up...
Aside from the military detachment who are currently setting up a perimeter 50 meters from the Beast Command Vehicle, the civs are assigned two Sec Agents and with a couple of science teams (NPCs) who are doing whatever it is they do to survey the area.
I had thought about allowing each player to make their own team, but after all was said and done only @Draken was left without already having a predetermined team, so I assigned.
Anyway, there it is. If you have a problem with the grouping...suck it up ;)
Civilian Away Team post is up...
Aside from the military detachment who are currently setting up a perimeter 50 meters from the Beast Command Vehicle, the civs are assigned two Sec Agents and with a couple of science teams (NPCs) who are doing whatever it is they do to survey the area.
I had thought about allowing each player to make their own team, but after all was said and done only @Draken was left without already having a predetermined team, so I assigned.
Anyway, there it is. If you have a problem with the grouping...suck it up ;)
[ Planetfall | R207 Command Vehicle | Minutes before field deployment ]
[ Chief of Security Gavon TreVayne ]
With the main objective in the team’s cross hairs, and Eccleson at the helm of the military personnel, Gavon wrapped up his review of notes he'd finally had a chance to glance over while en route to the EM Zone, the Beast Command Vehicle slicing through the thick vegetation with ease as he signed off on several of the reports. He felt a bit more at ease having Deputy Haas in command of Ark Security as he proved enough times in the past to be reliable and thorough. Of course running through analytics, status reports, and daily duty rosters wasn't exactly a highlight of the Chief’s day, but it was good to know he had recourse. A final message chimed in, the long awaited note from Natalie that had been at least an hour delayed -like many of his messages- due to the electromagnetic interference of the planet, and whatever the hell the team was about to investigate. The corner of his lips curled to a slight grin as he read the note, never surprised what her twisted sense of humor would conjure up:
You still owe me a night out. So don’t die.
This was the first time in several years that he and his wife had been apart, spending most of their time working together to structure, or at times restructure, Ark Security and it's personnel. Some would say the process had been rushed due to time constraints, resources, or several other factors dealing with a need to vacate Earth as quickly and efficiently as possible. Gavon had to agree, the Agency wasn't perfect, and with the recent Devastator attack, a cyborg anomaly, and legal ramifications surfacing, there was still work to be done in order to adjust and refocus efforts to protect and serve the people.
He switched off the datapad and headed out to rally the civilian personnel who were assigned to field duty, plus one. It seemed Mackenzie Newton was more of an asset than expected, considering the number of robotic assistance needed during a single away mission, her expertise would be invaluable on and off the ship. He chose to ignore protocol that would have otherwise grounded the girl and had her confined to the Nyx until the team returned to the Vitae, but there was no point in holding back reliable resources, and the last thing the Chief wanted to do was deal with a potential “stowaway” situation once again. Fortunately, this one had legitimate credentials...
Up in the navigation section of the command vehicle, Captain Eccleson was finishing communication with her team, delegating assignments as needed for various squads to fan out within the vast collection of ominous-looking orbs. Gavon noticed the expression on the young Captain’s face, even as she did her best to hide the doubt.
“This’ll be a cake walk, Captain.” Gavon said as he stepped over to where Eccleson was standing, staring out at the orbs which was as unknown to them as the rest of the planet. “Whatever inhabited this area -and this planet for that matter- is most likely long dead and gone. At the very least, we may find a few scraps of civilization beyond these things.”
“I appreciate your sentiment, Chief” She cracked a slight grin. “But I don’t like the idea of not knowing what I’m throwing my men into. Everything from here on is essentially alien to us, and who knows what that might entail.”
“You can be sure no one likes to be surprised in our line of work, but as long as we’re smart about it and stick to recon & survey protocols, we should be fine.” He crossed his arms as best he could in the biosuit. “And besides, between foot soldiers and this tin can, I’m confident we have enough firepower to dispatch any forces that may be a threat.”
Eccleson stood silent for a moment, continuing to look past the trees and scan her eyes across the surface of the closest orb, following the etched lines that adorned it’s hard, metallic shell.
“I have no doubt you're right, Chief…” Her voice trailed off momentarily, until she turned and headed toward the main corridor. “Let’s get this over with.”
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Several squads were scattered about, canvassing as far as the projected radius in the mission briefing, a large enough area that should give fair warning if something unexpected did occur. With Captain Eccleson and her military detachment holding the perimeter, Chief TreVayne was responsible for the protection of the civilian personnel, assigning two Agents per three-man science teams as well as dispatching several small hovering recon droids to scout ahead of each team. The problem, however, was quite noticeable as interference from the electromagnetic fields tampered with solid video feedback, making the droids less-than-efficient. With so many parts now in motion, Gavon did his best to group up the civilian personnel with a pair of Sec Agents escorting the science teams, noting any possible conflicts as they arose:
:: M. Newton | Micheal Smith | Agent S. Edwards | Agent T. Gurrera ::
:: K. Anderson | Agent J. Tripp | Agent D. Lanis ::
Lieutenant Rorq volunteered to spearhead a small geological team in hopes of collecting topographical data, as well as mineral samples from nearby structures to study once returned to the Vitae. And, along with field medic Amara Locke and Sec Agent Phillips, Gavon accompanied the lead science personnel as they headed for the larger of the orbs nestled in a circle of thick trees and vines.
[ Chief of Security Gavon TreVayne ]
With the main objective in the team’s cross hairs, and Eccleson at the helm of the military personnel, Gavon wrapped up his review of notes he'd finally had a chance to glance over while en route to the EM Zone, the Beast Command Vehicle slicing through the thick vegetation with ease as he signed off on several of the reports. He felt a bit more at ease having Deputy Haas in command of Ark Security as he proved enough times in the past to be reliable and thorough. Of course running through analytics, status reports, and daily duty rosters wasn't exactly a highlight of the Chief’s day, but it was good to know he had recourse. A final message chimed in, the long awaited note from Natalie that had been at least an hour delayed -like many of his messages- due to the electromagnetic interference of the planet, and whatever the hell the team was about to investigate. The corner of his lips curled to a slight grin as he read the note, never surprised what her twisted sense of humor would conjure up:
You still owe me a night out. So don’t die.
This was the first time in several years that he and his wife had been apart, spending most of their time working together to structure, or at times restructure, Ark Security and it's personnel. Some would say the process had been rushed due to time constraints, resources, or several other factors dealing with a need to vacate Earth as quickly and efficiently as possible. Gavon had to agree, the Agency wasn't perfect, and with the recent Devastator attack, a cyborg anomaly, and legal ramifications surfacing, there was still work to be done in order to adjust and refocus efforts to protect and serve the people.
He switched off the datapad and headed out to rally the civilian personnel who were assigned to field duty, plus one. It seemed Mackenzie Newton was more of an asset than expected, considering the number of robotic assistance needed during a single away mission, her expertise would be invaluable on and off the ship. He chose to ignore protocol that would have otherwise grounded the girl and had her confined to the Nyx until the team returned to the Vitae, but there was no point in holding back reliable resources, and the last thing the Chief wanted to do was deal with a potential “stowaway” situation once again. Fortunately, this one had legitimate credentials...
Up in the navigation section of the command vehicle, Captain Eccleson was finishing communication with her team, delegating assignments as needed for various squads to fan out within the vast collection of ominous-looking orbs. Gavon noticed the expression on the young Captain’s face, even as she did her best to hide the doubt.
“This’ll be a cake walk, Captain.” Gavon said as he stepped over to where Eccleson was standing, staring out at the orbs which was as unknown to them as the rest of the planet. “Whatever inhabited this area -and this planet for that matter- is most likely long dead and gone. At the very least, we may find a few scraps of civilization beyond these things.”
“I appreciate your sentiment, Chief” She cracked a slight grin. “But I don’t like the idea of not knowing what I’m throwing my men into. Everything from here on is essentially alien to us, and who knows what that might entail.”
“You can be sure no one likes to be surprised in our line of work, but as long as we’re smart about it and stick to recon & survey protocols, we should be fine.” He crossed his arms as best he could in the biosuit. “And besides, between foot soldiers and this tin can, I’m confident we have enough firepower to dispatch any forces that may be a threat.”
Eccleson stood silent for a moment, continuing to look past the trees and scan her eyes across the surface of the closest orb, following the etched lines that adorned it’s hard, metallic shell.
“I have no doubt you're right, Chief…” Her voice trailed off momentarily, until she turned and headed toward the main corridor. “Let’s get this over with.”
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Several squads were scattered about, canvassing as far as the projected radius in the mission briefing, a large enough area that should give fair warning if something unexpected did occur. With Captain Eccleson and her military detachment holding the perimeter, Chief TreVayne was responsible for the protection of the civilian personnel, assigning two Agents per three-man science teams as well as dispatching several small hovering recon droids to scout ahead of each team. The problem, however, was quite noticeable as interference from the electromagnetic fields tampered with solid video feedback, making the droids less-than-efficient. With so many parts now in motion, Gavon did his best to group up the civilian personnel with a pair of Sec Agents escorting the science teams, noting any possible conflicts as they arose:
:: M. Newton | Micheal Smith | Agent S. Edwards | Agent T. Gurrera ::
:: K. Anderson | Agent J. Tripp | Agent D. Lanis ::
Lieutenant Rorq volunteered to spearhead a small geological team in hopes of collecting topographical data, as well as mineral samples from nearby structures to study once returned to the Vitae. And, along with field medic Amara Locke and Sec Agent Phillips, Gavon accompanied the lead science personnel as they headed for the larger of the orbs nestled in a circle of thick trees and vines.
@A Tattooed Girl
So, how does the military presence treat the civilian population within the Asylum? Also, should I assume there is an "elitist" mentality amongst the wolves vs non-wolves? I just included that in my post since no doubt there would be a few megalomaniacs in the mix :)
So, how does the military presence treat the civilian population within the Asylum? Also, should I assume there is an "elitist" mentality amongst the wolves vs non-wolves? I just included that in my post since no doubt there would be a few megalomaniacs in the mix :)
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“Eighth Street Diner” Czigani snorted as she looked up at the sign above the front entrance. “I wonder what genius came up with that novel name.”
Both women strolled into the quaint diner, being hit by the multitude of smells emanating from the kitchen, some good, some not so bad, but as both were hungry they didn’t care much. For mid-morning on a weekday, there were quite a few customers, mostly older couples in booths and a few stray fellows sitting up on the barstools up at the counter. Classic rock, circa 1970s, was playing in the background and two waitresses -one looking to the be in her early twenties and the other who could have worked there at the turn of the twentieth century- busily went back and forth from the dining area to the front counter with food and empty dishes. Czigani scanned the room, picking up on various conversations, some of which were nothing more than idle chit-chat as they waited for their meals.
“Seat ya’selves ladies.” The older woman’s voice carried boldly across the room. “I’ll be right with ya.”
The booth near the window seemed fine for them of both, as it gave them a pretty good vantage point to keep an eye on the small “Palm Reader” business a block up the road. The fact that it was part of a strip of stores facing the main road made it easier to keep track of anyone coming and going. A middle-aged dark skinned man sitting in the neighboring booth nursed a tall orange juice, and simply stared for a moment through his thick glasses at both women before turning his attention out the window.
“Hey Kel.” Czi paused for a moment, a slight smirk formed on her lips. She never thought she’d address her new friend with a nickname already, which caught her off guard. “Um, I really need to use the restroom so...please order me whatever you’re eating. Oh, and keep the coffee coming. ” She gave Kelly a wink before heading toward the restroom.
@Xandrya
Both women strolled into the quaint diner, being hit by the multitude of smells emanating from the kitchen, some good, some not so bad, but as both were hungry they didn’t care much. For mid-morning on a weekday, there were quite a few customers, mostly older couples in booths and a few stray fellows sitting up on the barstools up at the counter. Classic rock, circa 1970s, was playing in the background and two waitresses -one looking to the be in her early twenties and the other who could have worked there at the turn of the twentieth century- busily went back and forth from the dining area to the front counter with food and empty dishes. Czigani scanned the room, picking up on various conversations, some of which were nothing more than idle chit-chat as they waited for their meals.
“Seat ya’selves ladies.” The older woman’s voice carried boldly across the room. “I’ll be right with ya.”
The booth near the window seemed fine for them of both, as it gave them a pretty good vantage point to keep an eye on the small “Palm Reader” business a block up the road. The fact that it was part of a strip of stores facing the main road made it easier to keep track of anyone coming and going. A middle-aged dark skinned man sitting in the neighboring booth nursed a tall orange juice, and simply stared for a moment through his thick glasses at both women before turning his attention out the window.
“Hey Kel.” Czi paused for a moment, a slight smirk formed on her lips. She never thought she’d address her new friend with a nickname already, which caught her off guard. “Um, I really need to use the restroom so...please order me whatever you’re eating. Oh, and keep the coffee coming. ” She gave Kelly a wink before heading toward the restroom.
@Xandrya
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