Chibi, Soref, Meebers, Steven, Hazard
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"15 minutes out sir!" the pilot yelled, a small shuttle making its way towards an EarthGov research facility. Recent reports of nearby Unitologist activity has led EarthGov to believe that the station could have been infiltrated by Unitologist spies and completely taken over. These conjectures were also caused by a 2 day break in communication, the station having gone silent. A small strike team was all EarthGov could spare to send, the rest of the soldiers investigating newly found marker sights. This strike team is composed of five individuals. Billina McIntyre, a common soldier that says things how they are. Her armor has nothing notably unique about it and her weapon choice appears to be a plasma cutter. Sarah Belidonis, a rather tall woman who is adept in the medical field. Her armor has no custom augments and she too is equipped with a plasma cutter. Her attitude is easily flared, one wrong look sending her into a fury. Bethany Kim, an engineer who can pretty much fix anything given to her. She is a friendly person overall but is extremely hard to break. Rebecca Moras, another common soldier with no armor augments and a weapon choice of a plasma cutter. Then there is the last person, Hector Smith. His background is unknown, randomly being assigned to the strike force moments before the shuttle took off. What was even more odd was that he was made their commanding officer, his facial features oddly young for someone with the age of 42 and the rank of Major. It was probably nothing, but still, it was odd.
"The station is now within sight" The pilot said, a large structure appearing. It was orbiting around an ice planet, the surface temperatures reaching -67 degrees Celsius during the day time. The station was composed of multiple rectangular shapes and exterior piping. A large landing pad was connected to the main structure, four red lights dotting each corner. The pilot landed the vessel on the landing pad, a cylindrical airlock clamping onto the shuttle. The pilot activated the door, all four soldiers moving into position. The shuttle door behind them closed and the airlock door remained closed, pressurization changes taking place in the small chamber they were standing in. After a few moments the airlock door opened, revealing the cylindrical walkway. Two people waited for them on the opposite side, wearing white lab coats and gloves.
"Welcome to our research station! We expected your arrival since our communication's array malfunctioned. We are pleased to inform you that we are quite safe. But I'm sure you'll want to investigate the station regardless so please, come in!" a taller gentleman said, raising his arm and pointing in the direction to the entrance to the station.
"15 minutes out sir!" the pilot yelled, a small shuttle making its way towards an EarthGov research facility. Recent reports of nearby Unitologist activity has led EarthGov to believe that the station could have been infiltrated by Unitologist spies and completely taken over. These conjectures were also caused by a 2 day break in communication, the station having gone silent. A small strike team was all EarthGov could spare to send, the rest of the soldiers investigating newly found marker sights. This strike team is composed of five individuals. Billina McIntyre, a common soldier that says things how they are. Her armor has nothing notably unique about it and her weapon choice appears to be a plasma cutter. Sarah Belidonis, a rather tall woman who is adept in the medical field. Her armor has no custom augments and she too is equipped with a plasma cutter. Her attitude is easily flared, one wrong look sending her into a fury. Bethany Kim, an engineer who can pretty much fix anything given to her. She is a friendly person overall but is extremely hard to break. Rebecca Moras, another common soldier with no armor augments and a weapon choice of a plasma cutter. Then there is the last person, Hector Smith. His background is unknown, randomly being assigned to the strike force moments before the shuttle took off. What was even more odd was that he was made their commanding officer, his facial features oddly young for someone with the age of 42 and the rank of Major. It was probably nothing, but still, it was odd.
"The station is now within sight" The pilot said, a large structure appearing. It was orbiting around an ice planet, the surface temperatures reaching -67 degrees Celsius during the day time. The station was composed of multiple rectangular shapes and exterior piping. A large landing pad was connected to the main structure, four red lights dotting each corner. The pilot landed the vessel on the landing pad, a cylindrical airlock clamping onto the shuttle. The pilot activated the door, all four soldiers moving into position. The shuttle door behind them closed and the airlock door remained closed, pressurization changes taking place in the small chamber they were standing in. After a few moments the airlock door opened, revealing the cylindrical walkway. Two people waited for them on the opposite side, wearing white lab coats and gloves.
"Welcome to our research station! We expected your arrival since our communication's array malfunctioned. We are pleased to inform you that we are quite safe. But I'm sure you'll want to investigate the station regardless so please, come in!" a taller gentleman said, raising his arm and pointing in the direction to the entrance to the station.
Steven (After this you will be associated with EarthGov and will not have personal posts until you are separated from the group)
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"Tiberious!" Come, quickly! I have a mission for you." Victor Hensing, one of the leaders of the small anti-EarthGov group "Freedom's Pasture", called. Their headquarters was a ship named Achilles Heel, which had an enormous communication's array that connected them to their agents. They had just began to expand, EarthGov barely taking notice of them. They grew wary of the corrupt government in EarthGov and of the Unitologists. They believed they could "cleanse" the current government through deception and tact.
"An EarthGov research station has been researching the necromorphs, trying to find ways to use their altered DNA to craft a weapon to eradicate them from the galaxy. If we take hold of this date, WE could create this weapon and become a hero of the people. Fortunately, recent EarthGov reports have stated that the station could have been taken over by Unitoloigists. We can use this as a diversion to access the station and steal the data. A strike team is being assembled to deal with this potential threat. I have already crafted a fake identity for you to use. You are now Major Hector Smith, commanding officer of the strike team. EarthGov is easily fooled. The shuttle leaves with the strike team in 2 days, do not miss it!"
Tiberious was quickly flown to a military installation orbiting a gas giant. The people inside didn't suspect him of thing, believing him to be Hector Smith. He boarded the small shuttle with ease, a group of four people meeting him inside. The shuttle took off, its course set for the research station.
"Tiberious!" Come, quickly! I have a mission for you." Victor Hensing, one of the leaders of the small anti-EarthGov group "Freedom's Pasture", called. Their headquarters was a ship named Achilles Heel, which had an enormous communication's array that connected them to their agents. They had just began to expand, EarthGov barely taking notice of them. They grew wary of the corrupt government in EarthGov and of the Unitologists. They believed they could "cleanse" the current government through deception and tact.
"An EarthGov research station has been researching the necromorphs, trying to find ways to use their altered DNA to craft a weapon to eradicate them from the galaxy. If we take hold of this date, WE could create this weapon and become a hero of the people. Fortunately, recent EarthGov reports have stated that the station could have been taken over by Unitoloigists. We can use this as a diversion to access the station and steal the data. A strike team is being assembled to deal with this potential threat. I have already crafted a fake identity for you to use. You are now Major Hector Smith, commanding officer of the strike team. EarthGov is easily fooled. The shuttle leaves with the strike team in 2 days, do not miss it!"
Tiberious was quickly flown to a military installation orbiting a gas giant. The people inside didn't suspect him of thing, believing him to be Hector Smith. He boarded the small shuttle with ease, a group of four people meeting him inside. The shuttle took off, its course set for the research station.
Secret Society
Wing
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Wing's mission was simple, infiltrate the research station via a cargo transport and steal the data that could potentially lead to a cure to the necromorph's. Everything had proceeded fine initially, the cargo transport docking with the station and allowing Wing inside. What Wing didn't expect was for the station to be crawling with Unitologists. She had crept into the cargo bay and she overheard them speaking of how the marker would save them all and that the research done on the station could be instrumental to their cause. She was currently in one of the vents, a lab outside of the grate. Bodies were being dragged across the ground and thrown into the incinerator across the hall, an odd place for it to be placed. The lab inside contained several containers, datapads, syringes, and vials of some bright, glowing green substance. All Unitologists had left, the room completely empty. All she had to do was remove the grate, steal the data pads and any other useful items, and steal one of the cargo transports to escape.
Wing's mission was simple, infiltrate the research station via a cargo transport and steal the data that could potentially lead to a cure to the necromorph's. Everything had proceeded fine initially, the cargo transport docking with the station and allowing Wing inside. What Wing didn't expect was for the station to be crawling with Unitologists. She had crept into the cargo bay and she overheard them speaking of how the marker would save them all and that the research done on the station could be instrumental to their cause. She was currently in one of the vents, a lab outside of the grate. Bodies were being dragged across the ground and thrown into the incinerator across the hall, an odd place for it to be placed. The lab inside contained several containers, datapads, syringes, and vials of some bright, glowing green substance. All Unitologists had left, the room completely empty. All she had to do was remove the grate, steal the data pads and any other useful items, and steal one of the cargo transports to escape.
Unitologists
Gorbaz
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Once more, Sandra Brennan's skills were required by the Unitologists. They had inserted spies in a EarthGov station and now had full access to the docking bays and information stored within. Sandra had joined a large Unitologist force and stormed the station under the guise of transferred engineers. Quickly taking out the communication's array, the station could no longer plead for help. As usual, the Unitologists held off paying Sandra until their objectives were completed. Meaning, she was stuck on the station until every last bit of information was taken from there, which could take days. They made comfortable accommodations for her in the bunk area, all of the beds taken out and replaced with a king sized bed. She was also given a fridge filled with exotic fruits and meats and lockers to store her things. On the second day one of the Unitologists stopped by, apparently being one of the leaders of the group.
"Sandra, we would again like to thank you for your service. You will be compensated shortly. But before that, I would like to show you something. Please follow me" The man had graying black hair and dark brown eyes, giving him a disturbing appearance when combined with his pale, wrinkling skin. His voice was heavy, as if burdened with many other things. He waited for her at the door, his hands lying steady at his sides.
Once more, Sandra Brennan's skills were required by the Unitologists. They had inserted spies in a EarthGov station and now had full access to the docking bays and information stored within. Sandra had joined a large Unitologist force and stormed the station under the guise of transferred engineers. Quickly taking out the communication's array, the station could no longer plead for help. As usual, the Unitologists held off paying Sandra until their objectives were completed. Meaning, she was stuck on the station until every last bit of information was taken from there, which could take days. They made comfortable accommodations for her in the bunk area, all of the beds taken out and replaced with a king sized bed. She was also given a fridge filled with exotic fruits and meats and lockers to store her things. On the second day one of the Unitologists stopped by, apparently being one of the leaders of the group.
"Sandra, we would again like to thank you for your service. You will be compensated shortly. But before that, I would like to show you something. Please follow me" The man had graying black hair and dark brown eyes, giving him a disturbing appearance when combined with his pale, wrinkling skin. His voice was heavy, as if burdened with many other things. He waited for her at the door, his hands lying steady at his sides.