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(This is an RP I've been wanting to create for a very very long time. I've been creating the world of This Wonderful Life for two years now.)
WELCOME TO THE I.M.O
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2020. Tokyo, Japan.
"Money.. It's the root of all evil they say. It's said that money can turn good people into demons. It's said that it creates monsters.. Soldiers who fight for no-moral compass, they fight because they have the chance to survive a contract and are able to get that sweet cash. But... Some don't fight for the cash. Hell, I think it's the war that creates the demons. I think... They fight because it's fun. They enjoy the war. They enjoy the death. They enjoy the destruction. Mercenaries come in different sizes and shapes. Some are good, some are bad. But how do these mercenaries fund themselves? With the Cold War still going on and technology going into levels that could touch the moon itself, it's hard for them to gain a foothold. That's where we come in. The International Mercenary Organization. A continental force that is tasked with creating mercenaries, funding mercenaries, arming mercenaries, grading mercenaries and above all... Keeping them in line.
You come to me because you wish to join our organization. Maybe you're a new comer in the Merc business and need a fresh start. Maybe you're an old timer wanting to get back into the business. We don't care. We just need to know if you're ready. If so... Sign below."
STORY
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The year is 2020. The world is far different then ours. The nukes dropped on Japan turned it into a dystopian vaporwave esq country. The Cold War is still raging on, America and Russia continuously dropping nukes on Germany showing it's dominance towards the world. Nations are losing money because of an intercontinental depression caused by the nuclear war. They turn to the I.M.O or better known as the International Mercenary Organization. They hire Mercs to do their dirty work, all jobs are accepted.
RULES FOR THE I.M.O
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All members of the I.M.O are required to read this. Breaking any of these rules in the I.M.O will be punished with either ex-communication or imprisonment in an intercontinental prison
RULE 1. No chemical warfare shall be used.
RULE 2. Nuclear weapons are prohibited.
RULE 3. Destruction of churches, schools, political leaders homes, capital buildings and I.M.O HQ/FOBs shall be destroyed or harmed.
RULE 4. Work is work. Nothing personal, if you are tasked with destroying another Mercenary unit, just know. It's not personal.
RULE 5. We are not assassins. We don't deal with the mafia, cartel or anything of the likes.
RULE 6. Working with other nation's armies is allowed.
RULE 7. Cybernetic implants and enhancements are allowed.
RULE 8. Killing anyone who is apart of the International Mercenary Committee will result in a ex-communication
RULES
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*Violence is permitted. But violence against other players must be okayed by both parties.
*Romance is allowed
*Keep blood and gore tamed.
*Yes. Mechs and robots are a thing. Not laser weaponry though.
*Have fun.
THE INTERNATIONAL MERCENARY COMMITTEE
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Each nation will have a representative who will speak at the yearly I.M.C or International Mercenary Conference.
Japan:
America:
England:
Germany:
Russia:
France:
Israel:
China:
Korea:
Austria:
Italy:
Brazil:
WHAT THE WORLD LOOKS LIKE
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THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU HAVE TO LOOK LIKE. THIS IS AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT EVERYTHING LOOKS LIKE. FOLLOW THESE PATTERNS
World 1 (http://i.imgur.com/pxEFiRF.png)-2 (https://img.fireden.net/v/image/1463/09/1463097941465.gif)-3 (http://images.8tracks.com/cover/i/009/813/138/e6910069f45bb2367f514ae60bebfee9-525.jpg?rect=1,0,498,498&q=98&fm=jpg&fit=max&w=320&h=320)-4 (http://www.kirainet.com/images/2013/neuromancer-neones2.jpeg)
The People 1 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/bc/3e/79/bc3e791298e36be0d6d0e52a4c64f9c0.jpg)-2 (http://cdn77.sadanduseless.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/nineties3.jpg)-3 (http://www.3ba.com.au/images/PT-Ballarat/shellsuitghetto.jpg)-4 (http://www.itvision.net.au/japan/informed/clothing/waiting.jpg)
The Mercenaries 1 (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nbZjovgNIoo/VoU-L3yd3tI/AAAAAAAAFYU/tinFfXQw50M/s1600/trim.jpg)-2 (http://www.systemaspetsnaz.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Spetsnaz-GRU-1024x576.jpg)-3 (https://images-cdn.9gag.com/photo/aMbn1GG_700b.jpg)-4 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/85/db/49/85db49cb72dc7c3b782c87fdeb081187.jpg)
The Cyborgs 1 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/3b/9b/61/3b9b6111da5ff4f8c2a76048fa5027a8.png)-2 (http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/12/123441/3013322-2.jpg)-3 (http://pre08.deviantart.net/3a1f/th/pre/i/2014/213/2/0/cyborg_samurai_thing_by_victter_le_fou-d7t98kr.jpg)-4 (https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/1400/beca5e16756369.563567e855514.jpg)
The Robots 1 (http://conceptartworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/Metal_Gear_Online_Concept_Art_TJT_08.jpg)-2 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/3e/12/12/3e1212e8dbd7f4662e4635530ebfa120.jpg)-3 (http://s61.photobucket.com/user/Ablindmanwithastick/media/fm4-wanzer-zenith.jpg.html)-4 (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/a1/2f/97/a12f9718c27356a9194bab22cb10db60.jpg)
TEMPLATES
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Name:
Age:
Species:
Gender:
Nation:
Weaponry:
Clothing/Uniform:
Cyborg Implants/Modification: IF ANY
Bio:
Extra:
THE PDA (Map in Attachments and other options)
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MERCENARY UNITS
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The Laughing Fox - Nation: British - Leader: Oswald Stowe - Members: 1,900
BIO: The Laughing Fox was organized by Oswald Stowe's father Hector Stowe in the late 1980's. It's grown to be known as the most furious and dangerous Merc groups in the world. They are well known for their involvement in the Battle of Berlin during the Great Soviet Siege in 2014
Winter's Fury - Nation: Finland - Leader: NONE (Old Leader was KIA) Members: 190
BIO: Winter's Fury originated in Finland and has stayed in Finland for over fifty years, yes. They are older than the Laughing Fox, they are known for having some of the best snipers in the Merc business. They are well known for their involvement in the Battle of Warsaw during the Great Soviet Siege in 2014
Yuki No Shingun - Nation: Japan - Leader: NONE (Old Leader was KIA) Members: 10
BIO: The Yuki No Shingun are the oldest Mercenary group in all of Japan, originating back to 1761. Their numbers used to be in the 10,000's but during the Chinese Invasion in 1991 most of their forces were whipped out, then in 2014 during the Great Soviet Siege, the Russians invaded Japan and killed the rest of them. Now they scrap by with only 10 members left. It's true that the great fall sooner or later, and this elite Merc group is no exception
Praying Mantis Corp - Nation: International - Leader: None (Old Leader was Ex-Communicated) Members: 25,000
BIO: UNKNOWN***
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Name: Zaida Valdis
Age: 26 but looks younger
Species: Monster
Gender: Female
Nation: America
Weaponry: a silenced AR-15, Beretta PX4 storm, SOG knife, MMA, Her teeth and claws if she has to.
Clothing uniform: A utility uniform with a utility belt, chest armor, knee pads and combat boots. Similar to something like This (http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/residentevil/images/4/4d/Operation_Raccoon_City_gallery_-_Concept_Item_116.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20140516175920)~ Along with a mask, it can be a gas mask or a respirator, It also disguises her voice to a low deep growl.
Cyborg implants: None so far.
Bio: Zaida is 5'4, and weighs around 120 pounds. She may not seem like it but she is extremely patriotic for America and looks down upon other nations, however this doesn't mean she will treat other nationalities poorly... just don't bad talk about America. The monstress gets by just fine so money isn't why she's here. She fights for honor and some even say, pleasure... Even being a monster, Zaida is very good looking and fairly strong for her size and she's pretty self aware of this. She may seem intimidating towards others due to her personality, but she's pretty is calm and very kind hearted and protective towards her friends. However lose her friendship... You'll never see a greater heart turn cold.
Extra info: Prefers working alone if she works with others she's pretty antisocial, Short-Tempered, Has a mech she rarely uses.
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Name: Oswald Stowe
Age: 37
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Nation: British
Weaponry: AK47 with an ACOG sight and grip. Glock 17 pistol.
Clothing/Uniform: This
Cyborg Implants/Modification: None
Bio: Known around the Mercenary world as 'The Green Devil' Oswald is feared across the world and is known for getting the job done. No matter how bloody or brutal it gets. Not much is known about him, other than his affection for war.
Extra: Leader of the Laughing Fox Mercenary Group. Oswald is a fairly tall man, his eyes are hazel, he sports dark brown hair and a scruffy beard. He's also known for being a social person. While off duty he likes to socialize with other Mercs and help new comers learn the ropes. He's also known for making rather good traditional Japanese Ramen and English tea.
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Name: Al El-Kina
Age: 33
Species: Wolf (actually a mix of wolf, fox, monkey and eagle.)
Nation: Japan
Weaponry: Really depends on what the situation calls for, as he isn't that picky about his weapon choices when going on missions. The weapons he carries on him at all times are 9 custom knives and two katanas (check his weapon reference)
Clothing/Uniform: Check his reference - It's a black fighting Gi with a custom belt to fit his knives
Cyborg Impants/Modification: A left eye and a brain implant which work together to amplify ocular sensory perception (he can see faster.) Can be boosted up to approx 3.5x that of a normal person, but not for too long before the mechanism creates too much heat.
Bio: Not much about Al is known besides his track record. His family - The 'El-Kina' - was widely known for being a top-class mercenary and assassin group, until someone burned them down, leaving Al as the only survivor. No one has seen him laugh, cry, or really be anything besides silently angry. Still, he's yet to fail a mission, which got his name widely known.
Extra: Is really durable due to an incredibly strong will to live. Also is smart enough to be able to dodge bullets with the use of his implants*.
*Note: We're not talking a squad of machine gunners here, we're talking one guy with a rifle.
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Name: Alex
Age: 32
Species: Lion
Gender: Male
Nation: Russia
Weaponry: A collection of SMGs + Beretta 93R, also: bare paws, hacking tools of all sorts.
Clothing/Uniform: Whatever my contractor provides. Otherwise a black tux always works.
Cyborg Implants/Modification: none
Bio: 6'4 anthro with digitigrade legs, avg build, close to athletic, coloring: natural yellow -ish, darker mane with a few lighter strands.
Extra: Took a Chernobyl radiation hit at the age of two, nothing was ever 'usual' about this guy. Able hacker and keen driver, he worked for different Spec Ops of the Eastern Europe untill it got too hot and dirty. He's bad with most any weapon in the world, and that's the reason why he mostly 'likes' SMGs -- no matter, I gonna miss anyways. Need some cover fire?...
-Hello, comrades. Sorry, we're out of bears. *drops his gym bag on the floor*
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As you all enter the main I.M.O HQ. A voice could be heard across the intercoms.
"All new comers please report to the main lobby near Med Bay."
Soldiers of all shapes and sizes were walking around, some of then we're trading weapons or food. Some were chatting with one another and some were sleeping.
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*Listens to the voice on the intercom*
- I think that means me. *he speaks to himself*
*Picks up his bag again and wander around before arriving at the Main Lobby, just side of Med Bay*
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StandING In the lobby was a tall man in his uniform and a rather large walrus in a dark blue suit. The man was clearly the legendary Merc known as 'The Green Devil'
The walrus wrote something down on his clipboard and leaned back In his chair. Waiting quietly
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As Zaida heard the announcement through the intercom she got to her feet and started to make her way through the halls. Although she didn't know her way around to much, it didn't take long to get to the lobby.
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The announcement reached Al's ears while he was meditating. His eyes slowly open and he rose to a stand, making his way towards the lobby. He look anywhere besides the path that lead to his destination, sticking close to the walls.
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The walrus saw Zaida walk in, he smiled and wrote something down in his check board. The man fixed his mask and kept waiting, watching the clock in the upper corner
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Zaida waited for the others to arrive in the lobby. However she didn't enjoy standing alone and twiddling her fingers, she grew impatient with things like this. "Of course they're dragging their feet, I hate waiting for people..." Zaida thought. The decision was final and she decided to approach 'The Green Devil' "I guess while we're waiting on the others, I should introduce myself... I'm Zaida Valdis, and it's an honor to meet you sir." She said respectively, extending out her arm to shake.
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Al entered the lobby, wearing his mask. He looked around for a place to sit, or at least a wall decently away from everyone to lean on.
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The man looked over and pulled the mask covering his lower face down, he extended his hand and gave a strong handshake, "Please, call me Oswald." His English accent was actually quite elegant.
The waloud cleared his throat and spoke, "Okay. This Is everyone for now. Hello, my name is Asa Akiyama. I'm the head of the I.M.O, I can already tell you'll all fit in just perfectly fine." He paused for a moment and spoke again, "Right, Oswald here or as you all know him as 'The Green Devil' will show you around and answer your questions."
The walrus straightened his tie and coughed, "Now. Any questions before we actually start?"
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*-That's The Green Devil. Unless somesone's playing tricks on us all. I don't know the Walrus guy though... You never know. Could be a merc. Could be military hacker like myself. Could be just a secretary*
*Approaches the Green Devil as he speaks with Zaida. Waits for an opportunity to introduce himself, takes an antique golden coin out of his tux and plays with it a bit*
*-I hacked their servers to put my CV on the primary list. See if that gets me the job. Or if they'll kill me right here instead. You never know... -throws a coin once again*
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Al didn't care much for 'fitting in.' He already knew he could get the job, and was just waiting on his assignment. He looked over at Oswald, not much for fawning over people either. The wolf simply stood against a wall, and looked straight.
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
[/size]Age: 21
[/size]Species: Purple Raccoon
[/size]Gender: Male
[/size]Nation: America
[/size]Weaponry: 'Suicide Hotline' grenade-martyr system, XM29 OICW
[/size]Clothing/Uniform: Simple white t-shirt and black pants, modified to work around augments
[/size]Cyborg Implants/Modification: On-board data scrubber, X-Generation bionic arm. Mark 6 combat analysis and prediction HUD.
[/size]Bio: Born in a rural home, Ray had very little in the way of a future. Until, of course, his father was deemed a spy and summarily executed. Ray left his home to join any mercenary group that would have him.
[/size]Extra: Prefers to do things quietly, but doesn't mind getting messy.
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After introducing herself to Oswald, She shook her head in response to having no questions to ask and waited for whatever would happen next.
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Name: Shoon Vysenshtern
Age: 28
Species: Western Dragon
Gender: Male
Nation: Israel
Weaponry: DMR, Some modern version of the Uzi mrtial arts.
Clothing/Uniform: This (http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/callofduty/images/9/9c/Spectre_Specialist_BOIII.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150811193644).
Cyborg Implants/Modification: Arms, legs, eyes and brain.
Bio: 160 cm tall and reletivly thin he was born and raised in Israel, after the millitary he went to seek out more of the thrill of combat.
Extra: Prefers to work in groups.
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The walrus smiled and looked over at Oseald, "Well. Show them around."
Oswald nodded and made his way towards the door, "What're you all waiting for? Let's move."
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Al stepped off the wall, following Oswald to the door. He made no eye-contact and no attempt to make conversation.
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Zaida studied the others in the lobby, thinking to herself. However once the walrus and Oswald spoke, she patted over to the door where they stood.
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As all three made their way near Oswald he began walking out.
"So. How long have you all been in the Merc business?" Oswald said as they all walked down a long corridor. It's flora were reflecting everything of them, the walls were white and the sounds of boots hitting the floor echoed down it
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Al's voice was muffled through his mask slightly, but it more just made him sound raspy than anything else. "14 years... Nearly 15.... Been trained and conditioned since I was 5 though..."
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The monstress thought for a second "Hmm I think about six years... As soon as I graduated highschool I got into the business." Zaida murmured.
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"Intresting. So you probably have heard of the I.M.O way before you decided to join."
They reached a giant lobby looking area, Oswald pointed in one direction and said, "That direction Is the armory. Weapons can be bought and traded."
He turned to his left and pointed, "Over there Is the cafeteria... That's obvious what that is."
He then turned to his right and pointed again, "And over there Is the dojo, training field and firing range."
He turned around and looked at the group, "I'll get you guys a map soon. Place is pretty **censor** big, you'll probably get lost once or twice."
He sneezed and asked, "Any questions so far?"
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Al nodded. "When do we begin getting assignments...?"
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*The lion walked behind the others, thinking to himself -What is there to know about a merc organisation? They're all the same.. What is there to 'show us around'?*
*Oswald's voice woke him up from his thoughts, as he heard the question*
-Since age 9... 'Course I thought it was just a cool game back then. Well isn't it?..
*smiling to himself, keeps playing with his coin. Looks around as we reach the giant back lobby*
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As Oswald spoke he began pulling out some devices, "Glad you asked, you'll be getting them through these." He handed them all small phones that acted like some sort of PDA. He explained, "This is the I.M.D.I.P or International Mercenary Database Information Phone, I like to call it the PDA. It's more simpler and less time consuming. You'll get messages whenever an assignment is ready, you can choose which assignment you want to do and view them, it also shows the map of the whole HQ, which Mercenary units you can join, AND! You can buy and order weapons from here."
He smiled then quickly frowned, "Don't lose it... You lose it, you won't get another one for awhile since these things are not cheap."
(THE PDA WILL BE LOCATED ON THE FIRST POST, I WILL UPDATE IT WITH NEW ASSIGNMENTS, THE MAP AND OTHER VARIOUS THINGS.)
Post Merge: February 23, 2017, 07:18:11 AM
As Oswald said this he looked over at the Lion, his eyes lit up in anger. Slowly he moved his way towards him.
He tapped the side of his head and spoke, "Don't think we won't find out what you did... We know you did some kind of hacking of our terminals, we know things.. We are the largest Mercenary Corporation in the world." He laughed, "Watch yourself, try messing with out things again and you'll have more than five thousand Mercenary groups on your head."
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Ray had been following the group from a distance, as was his normal modus opperandi. He was calculating, gauging all of the recruits and even Oswald. He remained quiet, simply waiting for his assignment.
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*the Lion listens to Oswald with a casual smile, and laughed along as Oswald laughed*
- Glad you liked my little demonstration! Hope my skills be usefull to you, mr Oswald. No worries *throws his coin again* - I just needed a job. Now that I seem to have one, consider you have an extra cyber security guy working for you instead.
*puts his PDA in his tux and starts walking towards the armory*
- Excuse me, gotta trade some of my old stuff for fresher goodies. *paws his gym bag*
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Oswald frowned, "Need I remind you where you are? Breaking rules will result in ex-communication. Your skills are quite impressive but do be warned, Mr. Asa won't like it if you did it a second time."
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- Like I said, no worries! I'm your man now. I won't mess up. *notices Oswald frowned*
- ...What? Have insiders problems?.. Yes, yes, mercs have very little loyalty these days. Apologies then, was a bad point to joke about.
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Al took the PDA and nodded. "Thank you..." He said as he instantly began walking off to the firing range
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Ray pocketed the PDA, and started towards the firing range.
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Zaida took the PDA, examining it for a second before she placed it in her back pocket.
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Shoon took the PDA and immediately started to mess around with it, searching the device to see what it came pre-installed with.
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NEW ASSIGNMENTS
Oswald sighed and began stretching, in the corner of the Lobby sat a large bear, he wore a red and black kilt with a large Juggernaut like armor for the torso piece. In his hands were bagpipes and he played (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESsVydlq8cM) them. Oswald smiled and made his way towards the piper and sat near him, listening.
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Ray, upon reading the assignments given, opted into destroying the Gunships. He made his way to the lobby, waiting for debriefing.
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Al saw the payoff for the gunship assault and decided that would be the mission he took up. He pressed the appropriate prompts on his PDA and thought to himself, That should keep me well supplied and armed for a while... He proceeded to the lobby where he waited for a the briefing
((Kind of suspicious how the resistance is paying more than a government... >.> <.< ))
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(I just threw a bunch of numbers around I'm tired lol)
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*stops discussing guns with the guy in the armory and takes his PDA out*
-Ireland, Ukraine.. Don't wanna go in the cold.. Again. Hmm, Nigeria seems like a nice place to start. Didn't know there are any VIPs up there though. *chuckles* Too bad the payoff's a bit small, otherwise I'd ship my custom 600hp, B6/B7 armoured R34 (http://i.ytimg.com/vi/eEVh6qIZ7Nk/maxresdefault.jpg) over there. Oh well, I'll deal with what locals can provide. Where do I sign?..
*smiles back at the guns' guy* -So you think silenced MAC-11 will be just right for the job?..
*is now armed with only two silenced MAC-11s plus his trusty machine pistol 93R*
*Proceeds to barracks*
-Hope they'll give me at least a locker to place the unneeded stuff...
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Zaida looked at the assignments, she knew for a fact someone would go for higher pay. Some people would do anything for money... Good thing she had enough. 'I guess I'll go to Ireland." She thought to herself. Zaida decided to head towards the barracks and afterwards roam around to get to know the place better, she didn't want to constantly depend on a map to get around.
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(Sorry my dudes I've been gone for awhile, I'll try my best to keep this updated daily. Just school and all you know?)
A large bull made his way towards Al and Ray, he sat them down and spoke, "You'll be leaving tomorrow, since it is your first day and we don't want you instantly jumping into the fire. Mingle with some of the people or just relax."
He handed them both a folder with all the information they needed, including locations, targets, allies and their enemies.
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Al felt a little bit insulted by the 'first day' comment. He decided not to speak up about it though, because he knew it would just cause problems. The wolf simply took the folder and began looking through it, studying it closely. Key targets... Relatively well guarded... Nothing a few well placed sniper bullets can't take care of... Other ones might be a bit harder... Will make sure to take plenty of ammunition... Might invest a bit in armor-piercing rounds...
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As everyone did their own thing, the facility began to lock-down. Sirens blared and just like that... Everyone was gone, all doors were blocked off. Everyone was just gone.
Oswald, gone.
The piper, gone.
The bull, gone.
Everyone was just gone.
As you all sit in your positions, the loud speaker turned on and a quite voice could be heard, "All I.M.O personnel to the lobby... Now."
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The monstress was leaving the barracks and heading to the training field before the lockdown began... the facility went empty in a matter of seconds. Once she heard the command through the intercom, she started to jog towards the main lobby, eager to find out what was happening. 'Theres no way this is a drill.' Zaida cautiously thought to herself as she got to the main lobby.
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Shoon was walking about thinking which assignment to take when the sirens hit. He began running in the direction he was sure the lobby was 'Oh this is bound to be fun'.
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Al heard the siren go off and saw the compound become virtually empty. Well... Alrighty then... He didn't have to go anywhere considering how he was already at the lobby, but instead kept himself on high alert just in case he was gonna get jumped. He noted all the people entering the space around him...
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Ray unslung his rifle, and began to look for cover. He wasn't about to get cooked on day one.
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as you all enter the lobby, the sirens stop... Ever door that would lead into another room large steel doors came crashing down, you all were trapped inside the lobby.
A voice could be heard across the intercoms, "My goodness... Don't we have a fun looking group? I feel bad doing this, but... You all decided to join at the wrong time... Please forgive me."
All around you, strange ninja (http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/9f/0f/c2/9f0fc28abf7db76a6c72482ed26433c1.jpg) like cyborgs crashed through the ceiling, unsheathing their blades they slowly began walking towards you all.
Chapter 1 - Enjoy The Silence
Chapter theme - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-r-V0uK4u0 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-r-V0uK4u0)
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Zaida snarled towards the voice in the intercom. "Asshole..." she murmured as she got ready to fight the cyborgs. She drew her knife and beretta quickly, using The Harries Technique. She held the knife in her left hand, used her left arm to balance her right arm that held her pistol.
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Al sighed, but cracked his knuckles and stretched his arms out. "Well... Guess I could use the warm-up..." He said as he clenched his fists and began approaching the cyborgs.
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One of the cyborgs quickly lunged at Al, his blade was slashing towards his throat.
Another one of the cyborgs quickly dashed towards Zaida, unsheathing his blade he tried slashing upwards, trying to cut Zaida in-half.
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Ray caressed the trigger of his rifle, watching the ninjas fight his newfound comrades. He trained his sights on the ninja fighting Zaida, and attempted to cook a round off into his skull.
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Al dodged left, quickly taking a step forward to press a fist into the gut of the enemy. They're fast... No doubt a result of their cybernetic implants... But, I'm faster.
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Zaida's pupils went sharp from the sudden attack, she dodged with a flip to the side, just in time, feeling the air of the blade brush by. As she faced the cyborgs side she rammed into him in. She placed her left leg between his, in hopes he would lose his balance, while slashing her knife towards his throat.
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The cyborg stumbled back, his throat would be split in half, black ooze would begin pouring out, he quickly fell to the ground and got back up. All of a sudden half of his head went flying off. Robotic parts and cogs turned as the side of his face disappeared. He fell to his knees, trying his hardest to get back up.
Al's fist would be plunged into the cyborgs stomach, it wasn't fazed. It grabbed Al's arm and tried pulling him off.
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Al let himself get pulled with that arm, letting the momentum take him across the cyborg. He drew a knife with the other paw and attempted to send it right through the cyborg's throat. They're fairly resilient too... That one has completely lost half his head and is still able to function somewhat..
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It grabbed Al's hand that was holding the knife. It weakly tried pushing him off, it began to shake furiously then it fell over and landed on the ground with a loud thud
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Al closed his eyes to think for a second. Their design is similar to normal biology. Severe throat damage, specific to 'jugular arteries' will cause death fairly quickly. He re-opened his eyes, his left one now being red and drew one of his katanas. "Go for their necks... It kills them fast..." the wolf called out to his allies, before rushing into the group to begin killing them.
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One of the cyborgs quickly jumped towards Al, his blade was unsheathed and it quickly went flying towards Al's head.
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Al smirked as he used his blade to direct the cyborg's blade into the ground.
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The blade went flying into the ground, the cyborg however did a strange front flip over Al. Sliding across the lobby he would stop at the other side of the lobby. He stood up and cracked his neck, his eyes turned a strange neon purple. He quickly rushed towards Al throwing a punch right for his chest.
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(Sorry guys, had some busy days!)
*Gets to the lobby, when he hears the voice --Don't think anything serious happened there. I'm not that lucky*
*Prepares his Beretta just as the ninja cyborgs attack other mercs*
-You could just kill us, now wouldn't that be fun! *takes cover and sets his Beretta to 3-round mode* -Don't want to hurt my new comrades with those crazy SMGs...
*says much louder:* -And I hope you got the place well-insured!
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Shoon got to the lobby just as the enemy dropped in, immediately activating his cloak and surveying the area.
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Zaida picked up the cyborg and held it firmly against her, beginning to use it as a shield. She spotted another cyborg across the lobby, shooting at it to grab its attention.
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The cyborgs would then stop, sheathing their weapons then quickly jumping on the walls crawling back into the holes they jumped from.
The voice could be heard over the intercom, "Impressive. I expected less from you all, seems I have been mistaken. Oh well, I'll deal with you another way..."
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The monstress watched as the remaining cyborgs retreated before dropping the now dead cyborg. However she still firmly held the pistol, aiming it around the lobby. Making sure they were all gone.
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Shoon crouched down by a corpse of a cyborg examining his gear from up close.
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Al took his blade from the ground and sheathed it. "I'm sure you will..." he muttered sarcastically under his breath. Al himself knew he could handle bots like those, but his teammates certainly made their mark as well. He felt a little bit at ease knowing his allies weren't just going to be amateurs.
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Sirens could be heard from outside. Lots of them, the doors opened and the sounds of police officers screaming could be heard rushing towards them, a large of officers ran In and aimed weapons at them all!
"Hands up!" Yelled one of them.
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She immediately set her weapons on the floor and raised her hands over her head. Zaida respected officers very much, especially since her father was apart of the police force when she was growing up. They had families and were only doing their jobs. Although she showed no signs of fighting the officers this didn't mean she let her guard down, the whole situation was odd... plus she was naturally untrusting.
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Ray, who had slipped deeper into the facility during the fight, heard the police shouting and promptly sought out a place to hide.
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Shoon moved his hands up as an instinct but then he remembered he was in cloak. But yet, he stood still, invisibility isn't perfect and if they get closer or hear him move it might end badly.
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Al looked around at all the police. Had he had some better equipment, he might've been able to take them. But, lacking said equipment, he simply raised both paws and placed them behind his head.