CyberPunk III 2856A.D. MARS Be our protection against wickedness and the snares of the flesh; May the Omnissar rebuke all that is mortal, we humbly pray; And do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, By thy power of the Omnisaar, that takes the weakness of flesh from us Shall we forever be grateful to never feel the emotion of pain nor shall we feel emotion only logic let those with mind and body crumble let it be the vengence of the omnisaar that prevails us being born in human likeness. And being found in human is weakness. No Flesh Shall Be Spared. The Year: 2856 A.D. It all began back in 2766 A.D. When the Sekki Corporation began an alliance with Quaasar Corp who where later discovered as part of an organisation on Mars. Quaasar was closed down Earth side and had been forgotten. The chairman Michael Stern of Sekki disappeared leaving no trace of his whereabouts. Data had been hidden in one of these agents from the Mars Organisation. This data if retrieved would have shut down the main alliance from Mars. Some of the data had been retrieved from AG-Systems. The data was not retrieved easily the agent together with a group of freebooters were shot down from transit. Each of these agents were hunted down through the city of New Los Angeles ending in the destruction of 30% of the city after a nuclear warhead was detonated. The government ordered an investigation into Sekki Corporation. The trace fell silent. Twenty years later Michael Stern re-surfaced in 2786 A.D. Evidence came to light he’d entered a partnership with the known lord of the underworld of the city of corruption Las Vegas Seth Krokodil. Seth control all the drug cartels as well as the illegal import of weaponry, prostitution and the import of illegal bionics. The President of Joint America and Canada ordered the shut down of Seth Krokodil and capture of Michael Stern. The government responded by sending in Cyber Police. The Cyber police failed. An invasion from Mars shut down Seth Krokodil and destroyed the cartels of Las Vegas. It was later discovered one of the Cyber Police positioned in Las Vegas was in fact the Agent who’d been mind wiped by the organisation on Mars. It was also discovered the Data was still in the agents head. After seven Years one by one the agents involved in the Vegas incident were shut down. The Surviving Cyber police operatives were gunned down and killed. 2800 A.D. was when it everything changed. An organisation of Mars later discovered was a part of the Mechanicum. The Mechanicum are solely the ones who create the Bionic industry from limbs to gigantic war ships of the stars. A section of the Mechanicum had become corrupted and broke away later to be named the Cult Of Tech. It was in the birth of the next millennium that the civil war between the Mechanicum and the Cult of Tech began. Neither side reached a victory leaving only a stand off. Bt the year 2816 A.D. The Mechanicum was forced to begin building institutes off Mars beginning with Earth. However the Cult Of Tech also began spreading Off World. In the year 2836 A.D. A new war began the war of the A.I.s Artificial Intelligence. This war tore the Earth into a massive scaled war destroying much of the western and eastern continents. The Cult Of Tech allied themselves with the A.I.s adding to their technological advancements. 2846 A.D. Humanity found itself struggling to hold a victory and eventually abandoned all hope for Earth. (Home World.) However. 2852 A.D. The Cult Of Techs secret Operative was discovered in a cryogenic tube in a facility hidden deep in the American continents mountainside. The operative was awakened. The Data in this operatives head was eventually retrieved fully. 2856 A.D. Humanity now has a chance. Included in the Data was the blue prints to a device that enables the ability to walk between worlds without the need of space travel. A gate. This gate is on Mars. Mars is under the control by The Cult Of Tech and Sekki Alliance. The Mission. You are part of a Military special forces unit and must head through the underground of Mars and the now deserted dome cities, and locate this gate once located program the device to the Military Base of Saturn. Once a link has been established the military will be able to cross over with mass forces re-taking Mars and finally destroying the Cult Of Tech and the Sekki Alliance. Once you have reached the gate you must Hack into its systems before you’ll be able to take control. Should you fail you must at least destroy the gate. Profile. Military ranking will be given by the GM. Name: Sex: Military Occupation: Weapons: (Keep it realisitic two guns or one gun and another hand held weapon.) Age: Appearance: You must create a new character profile do not re-use an older character from the first two games. The GM (Me) will make posts creating situations to solve or fight through. All posts made in blue will be situations and all posts in red will be a death. And The Golden rule. Only the GM (Me) has the power to Kill off characters. Only the GM has the ability to take control of another player character or characters within the game. Posts that take on other characters without prior permission will be deleted.
Rank: Lieutenant Name: Ash Pyrrhus Sex: Female Military Occupation: Sniper Weapons: Plasma sniper rifle, and duel plasma pistols Age: 25 Appearance: Short black hair, dark blue eyes, optical camoflauge armor (makers her nearly invisible to all types of light, however, she will show up if she's moving), five foot eight inches tall, a lean athletic build.
Rank: Private Name: Karasu (It means crow in Japanese) Sex: Male Military Occupation: (???) Weapons: Handguns Age: 20 Appearance: http://i415.photobucket.com/albums/pp235/Tom_Pickle/hmmmtorture.jpg?t=1220547249
Rank: Private Name: Jack Cyrus Sex: Male Military Occupation: Computer Systems Technician Weapons: Pistol, and training in various martial arts techniques Age: 22 Appearance: Jack stands 5'11" and is well-proportioned, if a little thin. He has shaggy brown hair and green eyes. He has a faint mustache and goatee. He moves quickly and confidently, and is centered, but has an air of quiet humor about him as well. He is most excited and talkative while jacked into Cyberspace, or even sitting at an access terminal.
Rank: Private Name: Angel Rey Sex: Female Military Occupation: Communications Specialist (Includes computers and translator capabilities among other communications talents) Weapons: Plasma pistol, collapsible stun baton Age: 27 Appearance: about 5'4" , slender and athletic, cropped black hair worn smooth and chic, Violet eyes, pale skin. Makes the uniform look good. Angel has an air of elegant dignity about her that tends to calm minor 'situations' simply by her expectation that everyone will behave well. She is self-contained, serious, and independent enough that people who don't know her tend to think she's cold or unfriendly. However, she is fiercely loyal and not without the occasional flash of humor.
Rank: Private Name: Bull Thompson Sex: Male Military Occupation: Assault trooper Weapons: Military grade shotgun, Pulse rifle w/explosive rounds and grenade launcher. Age: 29 Appearance: Bull stands 6'2" and is strongly built from his years in the military. Bald with gray eyes. He wears military issue heavy armor on his head, shoulders, body, and knees. His arms, thighs, and shins are covered with lighter military issue armor to allow mobility. Despite his weighed down appearance, he is surprisingly agile and quick having grown accustomed to the added weight.
Rank: Sergeant Name: Nero Castillene Sex: Male Weapon: Silenced assault rifle, Silenced pistol. Military Occupation: Stealth Operator, excelling in infiltration and is good at bribes, subterfuge, behind enemy lines assassinations and information retrieval. Age: 23 Appearance: Standing 6 feet tall and weighing 190, he has curved jet black hair down to his chin, piercing brown eyes and copper skin. Is highly intelligent and can smoothly word his way out of situations. A seasoned manipulator, he always has an elaborate plan ahead of time, and holds friends and comrades more dearly than anything, although he is not entirely trustworthy. [Deceased]
Rank: Private Name: Midori Sex: female Military occupation: Tank recon Weapons: Military edition cameo shotgun, Grenade launcher. Age: 25 Appearance: Midori wears her hair in a wispy short bob her hair colour is sand blonde. She has teal coloured eyes. Midori is about 5.6 in height. Her body language and attitude shows the spirit of a care free person, yet also that of a hard worker.
Rank: Corporal Name: Flint Sex: Male Military Occupation: Assault Weapons: Back loading pulse gun automatic and single fire with grenade launcher. Double headed axe. Age: 35 Appearance: Black night uniform with breast plate light armour. Flint also wears a black beret and carries his double heaed axe strapped across his back. His hair is black and his face carries a scar down the right side of his cheek. He also carries a packet of cigarettes.
* Rank: Private * Name: Holly McShayne * Sex: female * Military Occupation: Military Police * Weapons: standard plasma sidearm, and a heavy-duty multi-function combat knife * Age: 30 * Appearance: blonde-streaked red hair, worn short and normally spiked straight up. Medium blue-grey eyes, pale skin. Athletic build. 5'5". Wears her issued uniform: slate grey one-piece jumpsuit with a high neck, zip front, and plenty of pockets, and a pair of black polished combat boots. [Deceased]
Rank: private Name: Oscar (Hot Dog) Johnson Dumont Sex:Male Military Occupation: Computer Translation Technician (IE: Code Breaker) Weapons: Standard issue Colt Pulse-78 Peacemaker. (His skill with these weapons in game is legendary, out side of a game, well.... this is the first time he has even held a gun) Age: 32 Appearance: A towering five feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at an astounding 128 pounds wet, Oscar is a geeks geek. With near bulletproof thick glasses and pale faced with long scraggly dark blond hair (Because he can't find the time to get around to cutting it) with long slender and every agile fingers, he defines and is the living icon of "White and Nerdy" [Deceased]
CYBERPUNK III: MARS No Flesh Shall Be Spared The Past March 15th, 2670 A.D. The station drifted lifeless in the surrounding darkness above the planet of Venus the only sign of life were the hundreds of lights coming from the windows. The Falkland carrier sped through the night racing towards the slowly turning station Echo Primus. As the Falkland began to slow it slowly turned using a series of thrusters from its belly to manoeuvre it round. Its rear thrusters cut power and slowly the vessel moved into a boarding action. With a soundless clang the Falkland banged into the side of Echo Primus and a series of cutters started to cut a hole in the Hull. Once the hole had been established the piece of Hull fell forwards onto the metal floor inside with a clang that echoed through the empty corridor. One by one soldiers attired in black combat uniforms with light breast plate armour covering them, and holding sub machine guns forwards with back loading magazines emerged from the Falkland. The first four shuffled forwards to the first hatch inside the station. Four more quickly followed by a further four. “Captain we’ve breached. There’s no sign of life on this deck.” Said Sergeant Mortif. Four more soldiers emerged from the Falkland and began to head down the corridors. The soldiers all had muzzles and visors covering their faces. The Captain more a black beret were as the others wore black caps atop of their heads. “Head for the stair well. My scanner tells me we’ve X-rays top side around and in the operations centre.” Said the Captain. The sixteen soldiers swiftly moved through the dimly let corridors of the Station keeping their guns aimed forwards and occasionally bobbing down as they pass T junctions. As they moved up the stairwells the moved in two by two covering formation until they reached the higher level of the Station. The Operations centre. Sergeant Mortif was the first to see the red cloaks for five figures carrying a tube like object. “Cappun.” He called in a low voice through the micro bead fed from his ear to his mouth. The Captain approached looking through the doorway at a side glance and keeping close to the wall. Inside the operations centre five hooded figures were moving a large silve tube with a trail of wires following. Across from them were some of the crew pinned naked to the walls. They’d been spread eagled and some of them had, had their skin removed left dripping blood to the metallic floor. The Captain dared a look above and saw what looked like dirty rags hanging from the ceiling. It was when he glanced further he’d realised it was skin cut from the hanging crew at the far end of the operations centre. They’d had their skin shed and were left groaning. Mortif nearly hurled vomit into his muzzle at the mere sight. He winced at the blood still dropping down. “What the frag are these Bastards.” He muttered. “Dead.” Said the Captain. Using his hands to signal his men they began moving into an attack position using some over turned consoles for cover. The Captain removed his muzzle but left his yellow visor over his eyes for a better targeting system. He took careful aim with his sub machine gun and opened fire killing the first hooded figure. The other soldiers followed suite. Soon enough the hooded men had all been slain. Sergeant Mortif moved towards the crew pinned naked to the walls and made an attempt to set them free. He unhooked his short knife from his belt and began to cut through one of the straps holding the woman’s wrist. As the Sergeant looked on the woman’s eyes had been plucked from her skull leaving a trail of blood tears leaking down her face. “I’m so sorry.” Said Mortif. She dropped to her knees after a minute passed and Mortif managed to cut her free. Behind him stood two other soldiers covering the operations centre. When they heard the sound of something crashing. The Captain moved towards the sound followed by the other soldiers leaving Mortif and his squad of four. Markus dashed around the corner to find a bright purple flame coming towards him. The Captain was the first to witness Markus’s head turn into a puff of blood and brain. “Firing Positions now.” He yelled before the headless body slumped to the ground. +++++ Mortif heard the gun fire in the distance blazing violently and echoing through the centre. “Taff take the door cover us in or out.” He ordered. The gun fire lessened shots still fired but the violence of the fight had died out. Mortif began cutting another crewman free from his restraints when he heard screaming of an inhuman nature. “Captain whats going on.” He called into his bead. No reply. “Frag.” He mumbled as he called again. “Ok were getting these out.” He said bending to pick on of the eyeless crew up. The naked woman he took hold off head butted him as she came level to him. Mortif stunned and shocked staggered back. As he looked up he saw a purple plasma flame disintegrate Taff's stomach and chest leaving a pool of red blood at his feet. He looked at the woman. And watched as she staggered towards him as though her eyeless sockets could see him at a glance he watched another of the crew turn one of his soldier Knifes on him and slashed his mans throat. The last soldier fired and fired dropping tow of the crew but another ripped his throat out leaving a spray of blood vomiting across the deck. Mortif took a firm hold of his gun to open fire but wasn’t quick enough as the woman ripped his head from his shoulders. A spray of blood covered her and he was dead with his head still in her hands. The Captain was the last man standing and had managed to make his way back to the operations centre in time to see Mortif beheaded. He turned his gun on the female killed and downed her in a spray of gun fire as he turned to leave he felt a blow to his right temple which knocked his yellow visor from his head. +++++ The Captain awoke to find himself strapped to a steal slab his arms and legs and been spread out. Slowly he lifted his head to see his bruised naked body feeling the cold steel of the slab Vornn placed his head back down and watched as a cybernetic man approach. Though his vision was still hazy he could make out the red cloak and strange looking face. The man had, had half his face replaced with an androids. “What are you going to do to me?” He said still gazing on the approaching man. “Well Captain Thomas Vornn we have something very special for you. You’re going to be our first soldier of an enhanced capability. A Prototype if you like.” “I won’t serve you.” Vornn spat. A sound of razor blades whirring began to echo in the chamber Vornn realised he was in as his vision began to return. Above him on crane like arms four razor blades whirred down on him cutting his legs and arms from his body. Pain breached Vornn like he’d never known before and yet something prevented him from blacking out. A fifth razor came down and began slicing his chest wide open. Blood covered the Captain while his limbs were hacked away from him. He screamed and the scream was inhuman he found himself wishing death take him. Though his hands and legs had been severed it was as though he could still feel them. Then he felt his organs ripped out of his chest as five adepts removed them leaving more pain. Vornn bellowed begging for Death until his voice was numb from shouting. He felt cables been plugged into his served sockets when a drill came down to claim his eyes. He felt every piece of the pain and yet some kind of drugs prevented him blacking out and some kind of machine kept his body alive. All he could do was beg with a silent voice.
The Present September 2856 A.D. General Carter had given the order for the shuttles to launch. Five Dragonfly carriers screeched through the atmosphere of the red skies of Mars leaving a trail of smoke in their wake. The soldiers felt the juddering of planet fall while they sat strapped in their harnesses. Above the sound of the roaring engines they could hear explosions spreading through the sky aimed at them. Cowboy looked at his squad all the men were ready for combat all eager to shut this gate down and reclaim Earth. Yet they new this mission would be one way for many of them. Something heavy slammed into the side of the Dragonfly carrier forcing the vessel into a spin. “Hold on.” Called the pilot. Minutes later the Dragonfly crashed into the red desert kicking up sand and rock as it slid finally slamming into a series of Rocks. An explosion blew out part of the vessel leaving it dead in the desert vomiting smoke from any cracks made. Two more vessels were blown apart before the could reach land level. Two remained one of them took a hit blowing the left wing from the vessel leaving it trailing down followed by its own black smoke the vessel slammed into a small dome crashing through the glass and destroying the small watch tower within The vessel came to a sudden end its rear engines blew apart creating a backdraft of flames spreading outwards. Karasu, Jack Cyrus, Angel Rey, Nero Castillene, emerged from the burning vessel. Each of them wore a visor and re-breather mask they looked up to see the other vessel gunned down also somewhere in the distance it crashed. Team Alpha surveyed their surroundings and after checking the others for life they looked down the long domed tunnel it lead under ground while the other side lead in the opposite direction they needed to be. Nero Castillene lead Alpha Squad the way down the tunnel leading underground. The alarms ringing were what woke Midori whole turned to wake Flint. The two of them dropped from the vessel looking around the desert they’d landed in. “Oh Frag.” Said Midori. Beta Squad was only two. Three more shuttles began a descent dodging the large guns from the ground blazing on at them. Another was blown apart and the second lost its rear engines spiralling the vessel down into a mountain side. The ship came down with such force it slammed through the rock ending its descent inside a cavern. After several minutes Holly McShayne and Oscar (Hot Dog) Johnson Dumont emerged first. Oscar (Hot Dog) Johnson Dumont went across the waterfall that came from the cavern and took a drink. “Aaah that’s good.” He said refreshing his dry lips. Behind them dropped Bull Thompson the other two looked at each other with a sigh of relief. More movement came from the vessel as Ash Pyrrhus dropped out. “OK team lock and load and move out. The others are lost so lets make do with what we have.” He said Charlie Squad began to move down the darkness of the caverns tunnels the sound of water dripping constantly there. And So It begins Check Your profiles to find out what rank you all carry. .
Nero Castillene walked sleekly out of the Dragonfly, almost ignoring the increasingly raging flame that was their transport. Rolling his shoulders to adjust his body glove stealth suit. Turning on his earpiece, he led his trained squad of Special Forces. "Alpha squad, disperse and secure the perimeter. Once we have a foothold in this tunnel, Karasu will scout ahead and bring us some details on the where we are standing exactly." Nero ordered. "Angel, Cyrus, if you can, get those computers up and running and tell command why did we just get two transports shot to hell?" Looking out into the damp and dark tunnel, he spun the silencer onto his Hydra Class assault rifle and wondered what he had gotten into.
Angel shot Nero a silent look of acquiesce and then raked the computer bank with a look as she approached it. There were wires hanging loose, dirt had fallen thickly here and there...it was a technician's nightmare. Kneeling she quickly began to inspect the wires, draw small tools from her uniform pockets, and reconnect a machine. Within a minute she had some indicator lights glowing softly and a screen flickering on. Angel nodded Cyrus toward the newly awakened machine and kept working.
Bull shook off his daze. "When's the Space Fleet going to recruit people who can actually fly," he said, "not ones that just get shot down all the time." He looked at his squad mates and gave a smile. Popping open a small tin of tobacco, he tucked a pinch of it under his bottom lip. He turned to Ash. "What's the plan, ma'am."
Karasu calmly started walking towards his objective. He had his game face on and there was nothing to distract him. He understood his condition maybe even more then everyone else understood their own condition. Karasu breathed in deeply.
As soon as Ash gets out of the crashed vessel, Bull asks her "What's the plan, sir." "Hot Dog, get into the ship and see if the computer is salvageable. If it is, I want you to make contact with the other teams, see how many people we have and their locations. Also, I want a sattellite image of the area. The rest of us will stand guard. Be on the look out for surveillance drones. If you see one, destroy it immediately." orders Ash.
As soon as Angel got a piece of the hardware working, Jack took his place in front of the console, taking a look through the capabilities. "Heavily brain-damaged, sir. And not just from the broken hardware. Parts of secondary storage have been corrupted, and we only got about half the core working properly. I think I can breathe some life into it, though. Enough for a message, anyway." He quickly rerouted the terminal to gain admin access, then browsed through the Comm code, assimilating it almost as fast as he read it. In the end, of all the damaged files, he was able to write up a quick hack that laced together all the essentials. "A brute force solution, mostly, sir. But when in doubt, use brute force!"
Suddenly in the distance the sound of hundreds of chattering feet could be heard. It was almost like the sound of fleeing rodents. Nero Castillene spun his gun around to the long narrow tunnel looking down with his torch. His eyes widened from the sight of hundreds of foot sized mechanical spiders heading towards them. Karasu looked up too see three of them jump down onto his shoulders. He dropped to his knees with the spiders trying to stab him. Both Jack Cyrus and Angel Rey stepped back watching as the spiders came from the darkness. One thing was certain they were not friendly Nero wondered if they were some kind of defence against intruders. Whatever they were they were nasty and carried a nipping kind of sound Karasu rolled to his back trying to remove the spiders before they wither bit into his skin or stabbed him with their pincers.
Nero observed the tunnels structure, it was either a tactical nightmare, or a godsend. We can use the channeling advantage if we get hit straight forward, but if they get us from the flanks or rear.. He dispatched the thought from his head. He wasn't just leading ordinary troops, these were the elite and he was damn sure they would live up to that status. He turned his vox-earpiece on, the static was harsh and communications in the tunnel would be near impossible, they needed to stay in hearings reach. "Hows that tech going squad?" "Heavily brain-damaged, sir. And not just from the broken hardware. Parts of secondary storage have been corrupted, and we only got about half the core working properly. I think I can breathe some life into it, though. Enough for a message, anyway." Cyrus responded. Nero knew if the main computer was dead High Command couldn't help them. They were stranded now, like a beached whale, without comms. A tactical nightmare indeed. Then a sound caught his acute hearing. Scuffling, like tiny legs pitter pattering. Lots of them. "What the bloody f-" Nero was cut off abruptly by Karasu's shadowy figure, who had two foot-sized mechanical spiders on his shoulders appearing into his view. Nero turned to Cyrus "Get a weapon NOW!" he yelled, shooting his silenced rifle in muffled bursts of two. Manageing to get the spiders off Karasu, who rolled expertly and unholstered his pistol. He saw a flaw in them, the spiders were purely mechanical, which meant his tech expert Angel might be able to help them dam the metal river. "Angel! Find a way to shut them down, there must be an energy source!" Nero exclaimed, making three other spiders shutter and explode from the wall, a screeching sound resonated as Nero pumped ammo into the wave. There seemed to be no end to the tide..
As Bull walked his patrol he thought he heard something coming from the nearby cavern. He spat out a brown wad of saliva and went to investigate. Flipping on his helm-lamp he peered as far as the light allowed him too. He didn't see anything, but he heard it. The noise sounded like scurrying or scratching on the planet's surface. Suddenly he saw it, his eyes widening. He grabbed his rifle and started to open fire on the small spider's while backing up towards the crashed ship. "You best get that computer working," Bull said, firing some more. "And fast!"
Angel gasped at the unnerving sight and sound of the mech spiders. Whatever sick imagination had made them spider-shaped knew that form would go straight to the psyche and a common human fear of the insects. They made small tic tic tic noises as they scurried and by the sound of it there were hundreds, maybe thousands of the damned things. Each one was almost the size of a shoebox. Pulling the plasma pistol, Angel dropped to one knee and fired into the swarm, her angle lower so that she could knock out many at once. Still, it wasn’t enough. In the light bursts she saw the interior of the tunnel more clearly and saw the snaking shapes of conduits and wires on the wall. She fired a few more bursts almost absently before yelling, “Cover me!” and firing at one particularly thick cable. It responded to the plasma burst with a blinding white light and she leapt for it, avoiding the sparking end, thanking the powers that be for insulation, and beating at the mechanical insects with a ‘Zzt!’ sound every time the cable fell. The mech spiders squealed, the ones hit by the powerful electric jolts turning over and kicking their feet spasmodically before they didn’t move anymore. “Water…if we just had water to run under them,” panted Angel as she beat at them.
"Damn it!" Ash's plasma pistols go off, one spider after the other melted as the plasma charge hit it. Though there seemed to be no end to them. "Either these drones were here gathering minerals, or something spotted where our ship landed. Screw the computer! We need to find a way out of this cavern and fast. Bull, take the lead going the other way, I'll watch our back." Charlie squad takes off running through the dark cavern, looking for an exit.
Bull slung his rifle behind his back and unholstered his combat shotgun from his back. He didn't bother to set the stock, he just pointed at the ground, blasting anything that came at him. The spiders were seemingly everywhere. The soft clattering of their legs on the cavern surface, paired with the squealing they made every time they did, was enough to make Bull want to get out of there. The squad continued running, Bull at the front. They came to a fork and Bull looked back and forth. "Maybe we should've waited for that schematic," he yelled back. "Anybody have a preference which way we go?"
