[AL][EN]

GAME 2

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The Prologue
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Pain, Pain is all there is, your body is wracked with pain you try to scream out in agony but you are unable to use your vocal cords. You herd back in Meny that people say you see a white light before you die. Your surrounded by a white light, bathed in it you cant feel anything at all... but the pain. <Flicker>

Time, Time is all there is, Seconds stretch into minutes, Minutes to hours until eventually you loose all sensation of your surroundings you feel weightless, as if you are floating in the white light. There are voices in the light, Garbled, distant you cant really make out what there saying but the sound familiar. Everything is so confusing at the moment. <Flicker>.

And then there is a sensation against your skin and a tightening feeling. The pain begins to subside, the light begins to fade and the voices seem more clear now. Time passes at it does you couldn't say how long but you seem to be regaining some form of consciousness. enough to realize your floating in something. your head hurts and your ears are still ringing but at least for now it doesn't feel like your being put through a meat grinder. You try to lift your head but you cant. You hear a voice "Sir their waking up". It takes an eternity but you finally open your eyes, as your eyes begin to adjust to the harsh light reality comes crashing down on you. Something is in your mouth your not sure what and your bound with something. "what the hell happened" you think to yourself one minute you were in the Lower parking level of that shopping mall hunting carrions and then next your here? where ever that is. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??

You regain full consciousness now and you realize where you are. you are bound inside some sort of bio tank. Your floating in some sort of gell and there is a regulator in your mouth supplying you with oxygen. you can just about see through the gell into the lab where your being held but its like looking through frosted glass. You can make out the shapes of men and women in white coats and various lab equipment. And then you notice the other 3 bio tanks containing your squad mates. The 4 bio tanks seem to be the corner points that form a square and in the center of that square is your squads stormer. He's bound and chained pretty tightly on his knees. it looks to you like the person that unchains him better be a fit person because their going to have to run quite quickly.

You a female voice say "Sir the operatives are fully awake now they are healing quite nicely"
Another voice replies "Excellent and what of our guest has he arrived yet?"
The Female voice says "On his way sir he'll be here within the hour plenty of time to have them ready"

Just as your trying to figure out who these people are you notice the logo on the floor, it seems these people aren't without a sense of humor. The 4 bio tanks form each corner point to a square. In the middle of that square is the stormer bound and gagged. And he is right in the middle of the logo.

The logo ... says KARMA

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[AL][EN]

How long has it been since you've regained consciousness an hour? two? you have no idea. In all that time you have been floating in this gel like substance in total silence with nothing but your own thoughts to keep you company. The men and women in lab coats scurry around the lab your in carrying out tests, working on lab equipment, flipping switches and pressing dials. Its like watching a silent movie. Inevitably your mind keeps wandering back to the mall. Your last assignment, how did you get from there to here. You can't remember and every time you try you start to get a headache again. Some memories have bubbled to the surface of your mind. Still frame images, frozen moments in time. Fighting wave after wave of carrion in the parking levels. <Flicker> The shivers being attacked, swarmed on in fact by dozens of carrions in the sewers <Flicker> Sgt Johnson's head being ripped off by the carrion hive leader. <Flicker> You running towards the barricade of level P2, running away from the carrion nest <Flicker> And then the white light. <Flicker><Flicker> <Flicker>

The pain in your head hurts so much that there is a thudding noise in your ears and your vision is dazed. when you regain focus, there is a man standing in front of the tanks, it took you several minutes to even notice him standing their. The man is dressed in an immaculate sharp Grey suit with a briefcase in his hand and almost instantly you recognize him you've seen him before. It is Mr Smite, standing directly behind him is a tall man shrouded in a black cloak and long brimmed hat, you try to focus on the man but you cant see his face. Looking at him seems to fill you with fear, turns your bone marrow to ice. Mr Smite looks around and turns to inspect each tank and the occupant inside. Then Mr Smite turns to the nearest lab technician and says "drain the tanks, clean them up and process them. when there ready put them all in isolation room two i will meet them there" And with that both men walk off out of your line of sight. After a few moments there is a noise like a toilet flushing and the gel your floating in is sucked away through a small grate in the bottom of the tank you hit the floor of the tank with a thud. The tank opens and some of the technicians enter they unbind you, remove the regulator from your mouth and clean you up. As you look over the same thing is happening to your squad mates. The stormer seems to have been sedated and they are unchaining him now and lifting the hulking mass of muscle onto a movable trolley.

You feel weak for some reason your not sure why. Your arms and legs are really acting the way you'd like them too (which is to say punch the living daylights out of everyone here). You are separated from the rest of the squad and dressed in basic blue lab garments. A blood sample, fingerprint identification and a retinal scan are taken of you. You are taken to a med lab and are given a full medical (think warm happy thoughts). Finally your are given a hypodermic needle injection and are taken to a room, The room is large with a huge mirror covering one wall, there is a large table in the center of the room with the stormer lying on top of it, you take a seat in one of the several chairs scattered throughout the room. One by One your fellow squad mates are lead into the room and left with you. until the 5 of you are left in the room alone.

There's about a 15 second uncomfortable silence where it looks like someone is trying to think of something to say. Fed up with it all your about to break the silence and say something when the stormer growls to himself, shudders and sits bolt upright, after what seems to be a few seconds of confusion the stormer blinks, roars loudly and promptly falls off the table smashing a chair in the process.

[END OF PROLOGUE]

[COMS CHANNEL NOW OPEN]

Comms channel now open post to your hearts content

Once all players have been given character sheets i'll post game turn 1 and we can start then. Until then please dont post in this thread
Cheers

[AL][EN]

Game Turn 1

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The Stinging sensation in you neck is nothing but a distant memory now there is still a large red mark where they injected you and as you look around the room you notice all your squad mates have the same red mark on their necks. Well all but the stormer anyway The Stormer looks like he's in perfect health. Why wouldn't he be you think to yourself, He's even healed the cuts and bruises he got from falling off the table already. After a few moments the door slides open revealing Mr Smite and his associate into the room. Mr Smite takes a seat at the head of the table opens his briefcase and takes out an oyster laptop and some documents. looking over the rim of his round spectacles he simply says "let us begin shall we".

He Addresses the squad: "Vigo Vance, Ro'weena, Tobias Bernard Atol, qwertz and eglon, It is my duty to inform you that from this moment forward your Operative Status has been revoked until such time that a full investigation from SLA Industries can be carried out. Your SCL Level have been been frozen at SCL 10 until further notice pending the charge of terrorism which has been entered into the records" He pauses for a moment and takes a breath, Looking at the complete dumbfounded shock on your faces he continues "By the looks on your faces you have no idea whats going on do you?, Well then i think at the very least i'll bring you up to speed on the events of the past 96 hours", he pauses for a moment and collects some documents in a pile he has and shows them too you. The first picture is of the Hill-springs shopping mall the place of your last assignment. "This" says mr Smite "is a photo of the hill-springs shopping mall taken by an aerial shiver unit 21 hours before your mission began" He then shows you a 2nd picture. It is a picture of utter devastation. The buildings you are looking at are in ruins. Thick Black Smoke is rising from the ashes and fire crews are battling multiple fires all around the complex your looking at. "AND THIS" says Mr smite "is a photo of the hill-springs shopping mall 40 mins after your team entered the complex. It was taken by a 3rd eye media chopper. 24 mins into mission time it seems we lost contact with your squad. All COMS chatter went dead and the 3rd eye media crew that was with you their camera went offline" Mr Smite Puts another picture on the table in front of you along with an official SLA Industries contract The Picture is of Sgt johnson "Mr johnson was part of an experimental program designed to chip shiver personal".

"We here at SLA found an increasing trend among younger operatives not to ellect to take the chip so we turned to the shivers for help. With the promise of a better assignment locations such as central and better pay deals we found a large number of shivers willing to sign up for the program. Sgt Johnson was one of those men." He pauses for a moment and types something into his laptop "We have Sgt Johnson's live feed from his chip right up until you arrived to assist him, 24 mins into your BPN We have it recorded on his chip that you arrived at the barricade on Level P2 of the parking facility. Drove back the carriens and then he joined your squad. You started to enter the sewer system from the hole that the carriens had made from the sewers into P2 of the parking facility and then Mr Johnsons chip stopped transmitting, We lost contact with your team for a full 12 mins at which point the complex exploded. With 150 million credits worth of damage and the loss of 1000 lives let us say that SLA industries is VERY disappointed with you" again he pauses to type some more data into the laptop "Now the only reason the 5 of you haven't been executed at this very moment is that we are not sure what happened for those 12 minutes. Nothing can block a chips signal. It is a organically grown bio implanted chip in the brain of an operative and for the 600 years that the chip has been in production nothing has ever blocked it .... until now. If you are wondering at this point how you actually survived such an ordeal we found your squad, the 3rd eye media team and what was left of the shiver unit in a guard hut on level P1 of the parking facility. The shivers were all dead, Crushed by the debris when the complex collapsed they didnt make it inside the hut in time, the 3rd eye media cameraman was found dead inside the hut from what looked like carrion attack marks. The reporter a Ms Lane died of her injuries a short time later in hospital, you were all medi-vac'ed to this Karma facility where you have been given aggressive healing treatment in Bio Vats where you have been recovering for the past 72 hours"

Mr Smite motions to the man behind him and says "send him in" the man in black leaves the room for a moment and returns with another SLA operative. He's a male human. he takes a seat at the table with you. "This SLA operative is called Calm. He and his squad were on the 3rd level of the hill-springs shopping mall when it exploded. They were on a White BPN Chasing a serial Killer, and I'm afraid Calm is the only survivor of his squad when the building collapsed, Until further notice he has been assigned to your team by order of SLA. Since both your squads were in the mall when it was destroyed it could have been anyone one of you at this table or all of you that destroyed the mall"

"OR NONE OF THEM" rasps a thick creepy voice from behind Mr Smite, "ah yes Mr Hand you are quite correct i do apologize" says Mr Smite. he continues "Here is the situation then, You are all suspects in the largest terror attack to hit central this year and SLA industries wants answers. With your operative status revoked you will find it next to impossible to live, work or travel anywhere on mort so as and from this moment SLA has re-assigned you to my dept. If you work for me you can regain your operative status after you have proved you are trust worthy during the course of your employment with me we will discover what really happened in that mall".

He pauses for a moment takes a FEN-603 pistol from the briefcase and puts it on the table in front of him.

"If you refuse there are of course other arrangements that can be made, you could take the honorable way out right now and use that FEN on yourself. Or im sure we could ship you off to one of the many front line war worlds that SLA is fighting over at the moment, We can have you on a starship and have you fighting for your very life on another planet within 6 hours" Mr Smite Smiles an evil smile "well then, what will it be?"


[END TURN 1]

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OK Sarky your officially in game now welcome aboard. Remember everyone only one post per turn in the games thread of what your going to do IE actions etc,

Cheers

[Sarky]

Grey eyes flickering across each face beside him, appraising, Calm shrugs slightly and turns back to Mr. Smite.

"I hear those war worlds are just lousy for sightseeing this time of year, I think I'll go with that redemption option. I lost friends in that mall. Well, they owed me money. Count me in, sir."

Calm turns to look at the others, waiting.

[qwertz]

Quertz rises slowly and walks up to the desk where the bureaucrats are seated. He picks up the FEN, inspects it thoroughly and begins to roar with laughter.

"This toy won't even make it past my epidermial layer."

He leans forward, carefully reaches for Mr. Smites hand and places the gun in it. With a smirk he says, "I can't speak for the others but I won't take the easy way out. I am in till my name has been cleared of these bogus charges."

With that he turns and walks back to his seat.

[tba]

I stand up, steadying myself on the chair as I rise...

"...let me get this straight Smite, you have another team in the building with us and didn't even bother to fill us in. Add onto that their BPN gets away, and most of them don't get out, and you blame us for a explosion?"

I smell a giant **** up thats getting pinned on us, the real question is what the hell is going on, so why don't you fill us in, I suspect that I won't get an answer from you, not because you won't give us a security check that far but because I think you are as clueless as the rest of us"

I glance over smites shoulder

"so why don't I ask you Mr Hand, since you seem to be pulling this puppets stings?"?

I pull on my blue front of my blue medical garment...

"By the way wheres my gear? I have a crime scene to get to"

[Raphael]

Eglon keeps his eyes low, staring firmly at Mr. Smites feet while he speaks to him.

"Someone blew me up. I want to know why, and I want to tear bits of them off until they stop screaming. You can count me in."

[Nevyn]

Ro is still dealing with the fact she has a clean system from the first time she was about 4 years old or younger, when ever it was she learned to love a sugcrose high and how to neck the ending of her aunts bottles of slosh.

She listens to Mr smug Smite drone on while chewing on the inside of her cheek,
war world would mean no drugs, no drink, she starts to rock back and forth slightly.
Not having Ops status mean no going to the crib and no being able to get her drugs,
it would mean working as a slave or scab for second rate street 'drugs'.
Last time she did one of them for a bet she ended up blind for 12 hours.

The horror of never being able to get another real fix makes her bite down on her
cheek and her mouth fills up with the taste of her blood, but it didn't even taste like her blood it was too sweet, too clean, too wrong.

Just as she is about to spit it out in disgust Mr Hand's hand melts into a gore cannon,
and instead of spitting she splutters blood and saliva all over her face and it drips off her
chin as she stares. Psychotic laughter bubbles up from inside her as she gestures in Mr Hand direction laughing hard she can't talk, she rocks back and forth in hysterics until tears start streaking down her face to mingle with the blood.

Eventually she seems to get it under control, closing her eyes she breaths deeper and deeper, then she wipes her mouth and chin with the back of her right forearm and she fixes her gaze on Mr Smite. "Get me the drugs I need to survive and function and you have got a deal other wise getting killed by Mr Hand here after mooning him is a glorious way to die".

She goes back to hugging herself while roaring laughing silently and rocking ever so slightly.

[Hivemind187]

*Looking at each of the assembled in turn trying to gauge them ... not impressed with lack of recall ...

"Aye, fine. Where's my kit? As much as I trust the staff on hand [sarcasm] I'd like to give myself and the others here a once over. [looking at pistol] And you know what you can do with that, Sir."

[AL][EN]

Turn 2

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Mr Smite address the group before him: "And now let us move onto the matter at hand shall we, I'm afraid we are racing against time as I've been informed that the SLA inquiry into your squad and the events at the mall have already started. We do however have several days possibly a week before the inquiry comes up with a definite line of answers. you have from now until then to explain those missing 12 mins and what exactly happened at the mall. In order to do that you have a choice of 2 assignments. Both of which are possible leads.

The first is that we have confirmation that the suspect Mr calm was chasing in the mall is still alive. The serial Killer has struck again this time downtown in a gauze rail transit system in on of the underground stations. The area has been sealed off. We can either hand the investigation over to you and see if you can track down the killer and see if he knows anything about the mall, Or assign it to another SLA operative squad and hand their findings over to you when their done.

The second lead is that we lost contact with another squad 10 mins ago in similar circumstances. The only chipped operative on the squad has stopped transmitting. Their COMS channel is dead and there is no sign of the shiver team sent to investigate. If something happens in the next 2 mins such as an explosion, or loss of life then we know you are innocent and something else is causing this and all charges will be dropped. If nothing happens you could investigate the area for clues."


120 long seconds pass and Mr Smites personal COMs channel bleeps, "go ahead" barks Smite. "hmm yes i see" he replies "thank you".

he addresses you again "well im afraid there's still no contact with the operative squad however nothing bad has happened no explosions of any kind. so you now have the choice of either the rail system or the lost squad which will it be? The choice is as always yours"

Mr smite buzzes the intercom "Dr Lang would you please bring in the gear that was recovered from site A please. Also if you could bring the gear belonging to Mr Calm thank you" .

After a moment a small skinny man appears pulling an anti-grav trolley with 6 storage lockers on them. The trolley is placed in the office and the 6 storage lockers each with a name tag relating to each person sitting at the table. the lockers are placed on the table in front of you. they are all electronically locked and it appears a thumb print scan is required to open the locker.

"as promised" says mr smite "your gear"

Mr Smite sits back and starts keying in data to the oyster laptop, he seems to be waiting for you to gear up and decide on a course of action. The rail station or the missing operative team.

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[END OF TURN 2]

[Hivemind187]

*Begin unpacking my kit and examining it for damage.

[Sarky]

Calm begins sorting through his gear, donning armour and slotting slotting weapons and gadgets back into place, talking as he goes.

"Information on the killer, eh?"

[qwertz]

Joins the other two to check what they managed to recover. "Hey, what happened to my rocket launcher?" he says to nobody in particular and finished off with a chuckle.

[Raphael]

Eglon kits up, checking his weapon and armour as he does, and keeping his eyes firmly focused on his kit. He doesn't speak unless spoken to directly.

[Nevyn]

Ro takes her gear to a corner, she checks her sword for damage, checks to see all her drugs are there, accounted for and undamaged, she then roots out a caffeinated confection from a tin and starts sucking on it loudly as she put on her armor and girds her loins with her kilt. She monitors how the sugar and caffeine effect her system.

I've had enough of tunnels for a while, let go after that killer.