EoTC : Prelude
EoTC : Prelude
The shareholders seem to almost cower as Anthony snaps at them, "It was lost? What do you mean it was lost?" emphasizing the last word with a slam of his meaty fist on the antique wooden table. It's sturdy, old wood, threatening to splinter, yet holding true to its structure.
"The ship was lost at sea, somewhere in the Pacific. We lost communication three days ago. Today, it disappeared off of the maps. Search and rescue haven't foun..."
"Double the manpower! We've invested too much into recovering that data. Do you realize how much those blueprints are worth?" Spittle flies from Mr. Anthony Irving's mouth. The primary shareholder for Titan Industries. Rumor claims that he has a boss, but no one has ever met or heard him speak of one. Something seems to drive the man other than sheer hunger for money and power. "Well? Get moving!"
Carl Ide moves into action, running from the room. As the rest of the shareholders avoid direct eye contact. Anthony grins to the rest of them. "And now, for my last item of business." his grin turns sinister as pulls out an old fashioned Zippo lighter from his front pocket, places a cigarette into his mouth and begins lighting it. He gazes down his nose, past the orange glow of the front of his smoke, as he flips his lighter shut, towards Matthew Conrick, one of his most trusted partners. He raises his hand as a metal sliding door opens to brandish four well built and armed mercenaries. "Matthew, my trusted friend," Matthew's face loses all color as the men pull Matt out of his comfortable leather conference chair and hoist him to a standing position. "You are guilty of informing agents of the Coalition States of our acquisition of the plans and therefor you are guilty of treason." his twinkling smile is reminiscent of a maniac's expression, "The
punishment is death by slow torture. Get him out of here. Make sure he gets full treatment from 'the scream machine.'"
"No, Tony! You don't under..." Matt's pleas are interrupted by Mr. Irving flicking his cigarette into Matt's face. Matt does his best to shield his eyes from it, only to see a pair of powerful hands reach in between them. Matt flinches, feels a hand on his forehead and a second hand grab his lower jaw and yank down. Matt hears nothing but ringing and a cold feeling. His vision goes blank as a sense of terror emanates from the room. Anthony backs up as Matt's inhuman grunts and gurgles originate from the lower part of his missing face. Matt's jaw hanging from a few strands of muscle and skin. The liquid sounds of blood begin to spatter across the floor . The rest of the meeting room either in shock, staring in disbelief or whimpering cries of horror. Matt collapses and is drug from the room by the four mercenaries. "Does anyone else feel that I was unfair?" Tony says in an irritated voice, eyes scanning the long table. His gaze meets a unanimous round of
shaking heads. "Good! Meeting adjourned!" He smiles as he goes to watch the handiwork of the 'scream machine'.
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Elsewhere...
Dr. Raymond Hack reads over the report.
"Female subject has finally been released into the regular populace as a special agent. Private Kaytlynn Roeh is to infiltrate any mid-continental mercenary squad and travel northerly towards Kingsdale if possible. Her mission is to gather intelligence and do her best to prove herself invaluable as a working operative within their ranks. In approximately 1 week, her orders are to rendezvous with the HellCat Squad from George Company and report her findings. From there, she is to await further orders. If this experiment proves successful for three missions with no genetic or behavioral hangups, then I suggest a full production of this new human augmented variant for our special combat forces.
"Extended reports from Col. Lyboc indicate that Titan Robotic industries has come across pre-cataclysm blueprints of unknown origins. It may be a strong possibility that Pvt Roeh accompany 'The Hellcats' in tracking and liberating this data from the current mercenary group, which is suspected to have disappeared somewhere in the South Pacific.
"Other reports indicate that our pacific research team disappeared roughly the same time as the mercenary ship. The nature of the research teams work is classified and crucial to another current project in case of another war with the 'Federation'.
"Lastly, there has been a recent surge in supernatural activity near the St. Louis Gateway and several other known dimensional anomalies.
"This is report 1206, dated April 2, 105 P.A.
"Dr. Desmond Bradford
"CS Lone Star"
Raymond frowns, "Kaytlynn, what have I done?" tears well up and stream down his aged face.
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Chi Town News Broadcast:
"Greetings good citizens of Chi-Town. Weather today is partly cloudy with a 20% chance of rain. Tomorrow we are expecting light showers throughout the day and a slight chance of thunderstorms.
"With the recent excursion and dissipation of the juicer uprisings from Kingsdale, army and mechanized patrols have increased by 50%. The remnants of the juicer army spread out has been a concern for the increased mercenary activity all throughout our beloved homeland. If anyone has any information on these d-bee loving marauders, please contact your local army recruitment officer with details.
"In related news, a recent raid on a mercenary group, only known to most as the Syndicate, was met with success as they were left completely spread out and their forces knocked down by a stunning 80% casualties. Only three of our brave soldiers were injured. Score one for humanity!
"In sports news, talks of a possible competition between Northern Gun's athletic teams versus our Chi-Town sports League has been initiated. We will have more on those news later.
"This is Aaron Danielson, and this has been your daily news report."
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OOC: Do not reply to this, it is a teaser of some of the stuff going on in other parts of the world. Mainly in the Coalition arena.
"The ship was lost at sea, somewhere in the Pacific. We lost communication three days ago. Today, it disappeared off of the maps. Search and rescue haven't foun..."
"Double the manpower! We've invested too much into recovering that data. Do you realize how much those blueprints are worth?" Spittle flies from Mr. Anthony Irving's mouth. The primary shareholder for Titan Industries. Rumor claims that he has a boss, but no one has ever met or heard him speak of one. Something seems to drive the man other than sheer hunger for money and power. "Well? Get moving!"
Carl Ide moves into action, running from the room. As the rest of the shareholders avoid direct eye contact. Anthony grins to the rest of them. "And now, for my last item of business." his grin turns sinister as pulls out an old fashioned Zippo lighter from his front pocket, places a cigarette into his mouth and begins lighting it. He gazes down his nose, past the orange glow of the front of his smoke, as he flips his lighter shut, towards Matthew Conrick, one of his most trusted partners. He raises his hand as a metal sliding door opens to brandish four well built and armed mercenaries. "Matthew, my trusted friend," Matthew's face loses all color as the men pull Matt out of his comfortable leather conference chair and hoist him to a standing position. "You are guilty of informing agents of the Coalition States of our acquisition of the plans and therefor you are guilty of treason." his twinkling smile is reminiscent of a maniac's expression, "The
punishment is death by slow torture. Get him out of here. Make sure he gets full treatment from 'the scream machine.'"
"No, Tony! You don't under..." Matt's pleas are interrupted by Mr. Irving flicking his cigarette into Matt's face. Matt does his best to shield his eyes from it, only to see a pair of powerful hands reach in between them. Matt flinches, feels a hand on his forehead and a second hand grab his lower jaw and yank down. Matt hears nothing but ringing and a cold feeling. His vision goes blank as a sense of terror emanates from the room. Anthony backs up as Matt's inhuman grunts and gurgles originate from the lower part of his missing face. Matt's jaw hanging from a few strands of muscle and skin. The liquid sounds of blood begin to spatter across the floor . The rest of the meeting room either in shock, staring in disbelief or whimpering cries of horror. Matt collapses and is drug from the room by the four mercenaries. "Does anyone else feel that I was unfair?" Tony says in an irritated voice, eyes scanning the long table. His gaze meets a unanimous round of
shaking heads. "Good! Meeting adjourned!" He smiles as he goes to watch the handiwork of the 'scream machine'.
********************************
Elsewhere...
Dr. Raymond Hack reads over the report.
"Female subject has finally been released into the regular populace as a special agent. Private Kaytlynn Roeh is to infiltrate any mid-continental mercenary squad and travel northerly towards Kingsdale if possible. Her mission is to gather intelligence and do her best to prove herself invaluable as a working operative within their ranks. In approximately 1 week, her orders are to rendezvous with the HellCat Squad from George Company and report her findings. From there, she is to await further orders. If this experiment proves successful for three missions with no genetic or behavioral hangups, then I suggest a full production of this new human augmented variant for our special combat forces.
"Extended reports from Col. Lyboc indicate that Titan Robotic industries has come across pre-cataclysm blueprints of unknown origins. It may be a strong possibility that Pvt Roeh accompany 'The Hellcats' in tracking and liberating this data from the current mercenary group, which is suspected to have disappeared somewhere in the South Pacific.
"Other reports indicate that our pacific research team disappeared roughly the same time as the mercenary ship. The nature of the research teams work is classified and crucial to another current project in case of another war with the 'Federation'.
"Lastly, there has been a recent surge in supernatural activity near the St. Louis Gateway and several other known dimensional anomalies.
"This is report 1206, dated April 2, 105 P.A.
"Dr. Desmond Bradford
"CS Lone Star"
Raymond frowns, "Kaytlynn, what have I done?" tears well up and stream down his aged face.
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Chi Town News Broadcast:
"Greetings good citizens of Chi-Town. Weather today is partly cloudy with a 20% chance of rain. Tomorrow we are expecting light showers throughout the day and a slight chance of thunderstorms.
"With the recent excursion and dissipation of the juicer uprisings from Kingsdale, army and mechanized patrols have increased by 50%. The remnants of the juicer army spread out has been a concern for the increased mercenary activity all throughout our beloved homeland. If anyone has any information on these d-bee loving marauders, please contact your local army recruitment officer with details.
"In related news, a recent raid on a mercenary group, only known to most as the Syndicate, was met with success as they were left completely spread out and their forces knocked down by a stunning 80% casualties. Only three of our brave soldiers were injured. Score one for humanity!
"In sports news, talks of a possible competition between Northern Gun's athletic teams versus our Chi-Town sports League has been initiated. We will have more on those news later.
"This is Aaron Danielson, and this has been your daily news report."
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OOC: Do not reply to this, it is a teaser of some of the stuff going on in other parts of the world. Mainly in the Coalition arena.
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