Invasion

P-Khan · April 2004

<div class="IPBDescription">For the love of God!!! Work!!</div> Work.... Work... WORK!!!

In the year 2040, Linkage was the greatest computer company in the world, taking out Microsoft from the market (VERY unrealistic <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /> ). Only a handful of people did not use Linkage programs. Even the military had their own personalised computer programs. With the great advance of the computer age, and with the monoppoly of Linkage, if you did not use Linkage, you were isolated from the world bascially. Linkage had complete control of the world. Everything and everyone rellied on them.

Linkage was controled by one single man, named Robert Hope. He wished to leave the company to his son, but he could not have a heir. He tried everything, but everything seemed to fail. After dieing at the age of 37, in a car accident, the company had no control. It was controled single handly by Hope, and without a heir, there was no control of the company. So, four men began a power struggle for the company. Each one of them were responsible for each of the main areas in the world, representing Linkage. David Heart, head of the Americas. Alfonso Giuliani, head of Europe and Russia. Iwo Keinji, responsible for Asia and Australia. Mark Thompson, responsible for Africa and the Middle East. These were the men struggling for power. Their struggle began at the year 2044, one year after Hope died.

Twisting the governments, each men took over their designated areas to try and destroy their oponents. This lead to a World War. However, their main struggle wasn't to invade each other, or to gain territory. The main struggle was at Antartica. Antartica grew to be the most important place for the development of new computer hardware and new weapons, due to its extreme cold, and relative cheap cost. Several cities were extabalished there, under the protection of huge glass bubble, to prevent the cold. These cities could not be bombarded, as this was the main target of the countries. If they were destroyed by bombing, then it would be useless to take over the place, as factories were already estabalished. Instead, they would take over with man to man combat, and few explosions. Hacking was also a way of battling the companies.

Antartica grew to be a place of death. Antarticans began their own resistances, refusing to be taken over by anyone. Mercenaries also began to appear, working for the person who would give the greatest amount of money. Hackers also appeared, working exactly like he mercenaries. And of course, there were the soldiers, each one working for their leader. Heart, Giuliani, Keinji, and Thompson.

There has been constant threat by all four leaders that they will attack the Aeris Dome. It has been said that the Resistance is trying their best to halt any attacks, by sending in more troops there. However, this is not seen, as it is completely underground. Until now, all is quiet. Nothing new has happened. Citizens are living their lives normaly. That is, until the incasions begin.

This is where you start. You can be a normal citizen of the Aeris Dome, or a mercenary searching for a job. You cannot, however, start as a soldier of the four leaders, as they still haven't invaded. If you want so, you may do later. Only restriction about characters.

Just tell me your name, color, gender, height, area and background.

What I mean by area is what you are. The following are listed bellow:
<ul><li>Civilian</li><li>Soldier</li><li>Merc</li><li>Hacker</li></ul>
-You can start as a civilian, ans then chose what path to go. To be of the Resistance, you need to be a civilian first.
-As a soldier, you start as a Pvt., and you need to chose whom you support.
-Mercs can be any side you want, and do anything you want. You just need to respect the authorities of the soldiers when you are not working.
-Hackers don't need to be officialy part of any group. They can be paid for hacking, or they can hack in for their own reasons. You just don't do a lot of fighting, as you need prefer hack instead of fight.

You have 20 points to separate between the following:

Strength: How much damage you do in melee combats, and what you can or cannot lift up/carry.
Agility: Evading attack increases
Charisma:How well you can talk to people and be convincing
Intelligence: How well you learn new things and how well you adapt.

Here, you have 50 points to separate:

Sneaking: How well you move quietly
Hacking: How well you can hack into coputer terminals and doors
Interogation: How well you can extract information from someone
Sniping: The higher, the better aim. How well you manage sniping weapons.
Melee: How good you are with melee weapons
Medical: How much and how fast you heal someone
Small weapons: How well you manage small weapons (SMG, Pistols)
Large weapons: How well you manage big guns (Machine guns, rifles)
Exposives: How well you manage explosives (C4, granades, etc)
Shotty: How well you manage the shotgun
Mechanical: How well you can manage mechanical units (non-computerized)
Vehicles: How well you can pilot a vehicle.

Please note that certain things will have to be done together with others. For example: To start a certain broken robot you need to program it (hacker) and to fix it (mechanical).

As for weapons, I"ll leave it up to you. They just have to be realisitc, like the guns we have today. So no plasma cannons, or laser pistols.

Also, see that it fits your character.
* If you are a civilian, you might have a pistol, tops.
* As a soldier, you won't have so powerful weapons (rememebr, you start as Pvt), but you can show off your guns in public, meaning more guns.
* As a merc, you might have more powerful guns, but you want to be descrete. Don't call much attention. You might leave them, however, inside a truck or soemthing
* Hackers use their brain over weapons. Uzi like gun max.
* Resistance people (later on, when join it) will have powerful guns, but very few.

Vehicles are the same as guns. No flying cars. You might have a pick-up truck, or a bike for starters. No flying stuff also. You don't own them. The military does. But you can steal them <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' />

If you guys need any clearing up, tell me. I'm trying to do this right now. Any contructive criticism would also be appreciated by everyone.

Mantrid · April 2004

Name: Mantrid Bross
Color: HTML color code #009966
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1''
Class: Hacker
Area: ?
Background: Mantrid grew up in the city, as a normal person. Deciding to better himself through less-than-legal means, he quickly took to the art of hacking. Making a generous profit, he went into hiding from the authorities. Because of the intellect-intensive way in which he steals, he considers himself above the common mugger, classifying himself as a "Gentleman Thief".

Stats:

Strength: 2
Agility: 3
Charisma: 6
Intelligence: 9

Sneaking: 10
Hacking: 12
Interogation: 7
Sniping: 2
Melee: 8
Medical: 0
Small weapons: 2
Large weapons: 0
Exposives: 3
Shotty: 0
Mechanical: 1
Vehicles: 5

Weapons:

1 2'' Blade (Concealed; Attached to right ankle)
1 Glock (Shoulder Holster)
2 1'' Razor blades (1 in each shoe)

Vehicle:

My feet.

xect · April 2004

Just a word of warning on the skill system. With no limit on starting skill, and with a linear skill progression, you are likely to encounter "extreme characters". Nuub ran into the same problem in the black ravens, with the first two characters pumping their main weapon skill above 30 (with 70 points to split between 10 or so skills). You might want to either impose a limit (say, 10 or 15 points at most in a single skill from the beginning), or use a non-linear skill (so a skill of 4 costs more than twice that of a skill rating of 2).

Name: "Wraith"

Peter Steele was born in Antarctica 16 years ago. He grew up in the sprawls, trying to survive, and trying to make a name for himself. He did. His parents died when he was 11, probably because of some gang assasination. The police told him, but as they were trying to find a place for him, he ran away. Living in the shadows, he's gained some sort of a reputation (more like one that's discussed over a beer than an actual form of respect), because few people can find him when he does not want to be found (but then again, few people care to try and find the kid). He maintains several safehouses around the city, using the money he can earn, never stealing from single persons when he has no reason to (never stays out of corporate warehouses when he has no reason to either). He never tells anyone his name, giving them a fake name if it's a legal job, and introducing himself as "Wraith" if it's not.

Strength: 3
Agility: 5
Charisma:6
Intelligence: 6

Here, you have 50 points to separate:

Sneaking: 12
Hacking: 2
Interogation: 1
Sniping: 0
Melee: 5
Medical: 2
Small weapons: 9
Large weapons: 2
Exposives: 5
Shotty: 3
Mechanical: 5
Vehicles: 4

Equipment (most of it from ripping the storage of an 'underground' weapons dealer, rest snatched off store shelves):
- Sunglasses and dark jacket.
- Bit of food.
- Basic tools (wrench, screwdriver, crowbar, that stuff)
- Uzi with a few mags of ammo.
- Cheap pistol hidden under jacket.
- Block of C4.
- Backpack for carrying the whole thing.

Nuub · April 2004

Name: Pontikka
Color: Gold
Gender: Male
Height: 184cm
Area: Civilian
Background: Pontikka was born in a small city in finland. As a child, he moved to antarctica with his family. When he filled the age on 16, he started working on small office jobs. After 6 years of dedicated working, the office went bankcrupt, and everyone was fired, even Pontikka.

Strength: 6
Agility: 4
Charisma: 7
Intelligence: 3

Sneaking: 8
Hacking: 2
Interrigation: 12
Sniping: 0
Melee: 2
Medical: 4
Small weapons: 6
Large weapons: 8
Explosives: 0
Shotguns: 6
Mechanical: 2
Vehicles: 0

Equipment:
Desert Eagle
Wrench, screwdriver etc.
Small knife

P-Khan · April 2004

Think we'll start now. Just to clear some things up on your characters:
Everyone is fine, but just remember how real world would be. There is no current threat now, so you won't be walking around with a whole bunch of weapons showing off to the public.

The city is like a normal city, so don't expect ruins everywhere...

Only threats are being made by the leaders. They say they will start the invasion this month. Several different people are arriving. Resistance memebrs most likely, and mercenaries, looking for jobs. Until now, people are trying to live their normal lives.

xect · April 2004

No threats? Uh, how does having a whole bunch of people who'd shoot your head off if they knew you were the one stealing from their warehouses sound to you? <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif' />

Currently, my weapons are in the backpack, along with just about everything else my character owns, since the safehouses are mostly kept empty.

Mantrid · April 2004

Um... where exactly in the city are we, and whats going on around us?

P-Khan · April 2004

Where you are is up to you. You can be sleeping at home. Or you can be arriving, lookig for a job (if you are a merc). Or returning from work.

And around you is that, first, it's morning. And that there have been threats of an invasion of the city. So, more and more strange people arrive into town, probably Resistance soldiers.

And Xect... in that case... there would be a threat. Won't try and coach you through, as you have more experience than me <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' />

Frosty · April 2004

Name: "Frosty"
Color: Blue
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11.5''
Class: Merc
Area: Antartic
Background: Long time master of manipulation, Frosty is a smuggler by trade, though has been known to take up jobs as a hired gun. Often taking things through the front door, adept at disquise. Though prefering to avoid combat whenever posible he tends to be touph as nails, with an iron will. His ability to acuratly read peoples subtle nuances has been one of his most usefull atributes. An avid reader, cuasing him to develope minor nearsightedness.

Stats:

Strength: 2
Agility: 6
Charisma: 8
Intelligence: 4

Sneaking: 3
Hacking: 2
Interogation: 8
Sniping: 4
Melee: 5
Medical: 2
Small weapons: 10
Large weapons: 1
Exposives: 0
Shotty: 9
Mechanical: 2
Vehicles: 5

Weapons:

1 12 guage double barel break shotgun (with permit)
1 Military grade 12 guage repeating shotgun (no permit)
2 Custom combat knives (they have snowmen engraved on them) (one concealed in boot, on holstered at waiste)
1 Heavy penitration revolver (6 shooter) (with permit to conceal) Concealed at waiste)
1 box of 12 guage double ot buck shells
1/2 Box of 12 guage buckshot
1 shogun slug
1/4 box of revolver munitions

Other items:

Prescription sunglasses (nearsighted)
standard glasses (nearsighted)
Long Jacket
light armored vest (concealable) currently not worn, darn things maked detectors go off <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif' />
Metal pocket cigar case (with hiden compartment)
Cigars x4
minor contraband (some computer chips of some sort) (hidden in cigar case)
1 days rations
pocket change (aka broke)

Vehicle:

Old surplus jeep, extremely reliable, if none to pretty, or very fast, and poor gas milage (hidden compartment straped to underside). (3/4 tank)

if i have too much stuff tell me and ill cull some of it down

Mantrid · April 2004

*Steps out of apartment building*
*Looks out over snowy horizon*
"*Under his breath* I'm sure I had a good reason to come to this god-forsaken continent. Now if only I could remember what it was."
*Spies a bill sticking out of someone's coat in front of him*
"Ah, thats why."
*Starts to reach for it*

xect · April 2004

*Running out of money, wraith is sitting at one of the local merc bars, sunglasses and all, listening to people's conversations and trying to pick up some way to earn money; Some empty warehouse, someone needing help, such stuff*

Frosty · April 2004

*Drives down a highway, looking for one of the local hacker hangouts. His supplier gave him the passward, 1337. With any luck those he'll be able to get enouph from those chips to last till he finds a job worth doing.*
(Mumble) "You would think with this upcoming war gun trafficing would be profitable, but no, they all have there own factories. I dont even have any contacts in this godforsaken bubble." (/Mumble)

P-Khan · April 2004

Mantrid:
The man suddenly turns, and sees your hand, almost reaching the pocket. "What the?" He grabs you by your hand, and brings you closer. You can almost smell his breath.

Xect:
You hear the bartender speaking to another man, "Heard there was a job proposition made by one of the corporations. Something about stealing a micro ship, or something like that"

Frosty:
You continue to drive down the highway, until you reach a dark neighbourhood. Looks like there should be some info on the place you need to go.

Mantrid · April 2004

*Smiles Gingerly*
"Excuse me, sir, but if it wouldn't be to much trouble, might I have my hand back?"

Frosty · April 2004

*pulls in next to a hole in the wall cyber cafe*
"A little obvious maybe, but then again, i always hide things in plain sight too"
*takes of sunglasses and puts on the regular ones, musses hair a little*
"Bit too tan, but i shoudl blend in well enouph"
*checks revolver, knife, and that the chips are still in the cigar case*
*locks jeep and walks into the cafe*

xect · April 2004

"Listens to the conversation, and if there's nothing more to it, tries to enquire the person about which corporation and where the job offer was made."

Nuub · April 2004

*His sitting in a corner table at the near bar, looking for some job or resistance connection*

Nuub · April 2004

La-lalala. Khan, we are waiting.

P-Khan · April 2004

Mantrid:
The man slowly puts you down. "Hah! Like your attitude kid, here take this and give me a call. Might have something for you." He throws a piece of paper with a phone number.

Xect:
You ask about the job to the bartender. "Looks like Keinji Corp. is needing a chip from one of the factories. Says he wants that before the invasions start. That is, if an invasion will ever happen..."

Frosty:
The cafe is different from what you would expect from a cyber cafe. There seems to be few people using the computers. In fact, there are few people inside. Only the host, and some geek looking people. With the exception of one person focused on a palm...

Nuub:
You keep waiting, but no one talks about nothing. Only that they don't think an invasion will happen. Everyone jokes about this, with the exception of one person, who keeps looking back at them with a mixture of fright, disapointment and anger.

xect · April 2004

You might want to post more often. This thing isn't going to stay alive if you keep taking such breaks

"Well, I need a job. Who's "he"?

Frosty · April 2004

agreed

*Walks by the guy with the palm, quickly glancing at the screen*
"Morning freind, or is it afternoon, you can never realy tell in these god forsaken domes."
*pretends to just notice the palm*
"Hmm, haven't seen that build before, what model is it?"

P-Khan · April 2004

Xect -
"Who's Keinji from Keinji Corp.?! What? Have you been asleep for the last few years? He's the head of one of the corporations who are fighting for this icy land." The barman looks very supprised at you, but gives you a paper "And if you still need a job, you can find him here"

Frosty -
The man looks at you, with a cold look "I built it myself. And who are you anyways?". It seems that everyone else inside the bar looks at you in an awkward manner, scared almost, when you spoke to the man.

xect · April 2004

"Of cause I know who he is, who doesn't? You just didn't mention his name. Thanks for the tip"

Nuub · April 2004

*Closes to the nervoused person*
"Seems like youre not joking about the situation... So what do you think about it?"

Frosty · April 2004

"Me? 'Frosty' most often, though they call me many things, 'The Cold One', 'You Lucky ****', 'The General'. But thats not important. However, if you build things like that regularly, I might have something for you."
*pulls out cigar case and flashes a winning smile*

did i notice anything on the palms screen when i glanced at it

Mantrid · April 2004

*Catches the paper*
"Perhaps I will."
*Glances at the number, then pockets the paper*
*Walks briskly away, and when I'm sure no one is around, uses a pay-phone to call the number*

P-Khan · April 2004

Nuub:
The man turns to you. "What do I think about it? I think that I might' not survive until tommorow. There is a heavy line of defences you know...." He stops sudenly and looks up, noticing the crap he just did.

Frosty:
You just saw the palm was alive. And the man's face comes alive also. He looks at the cigar case, hoping there are some goods in there. "What is it?"

Mantrid:
You press the phone numbers quickly, and a female voice appears on the other side. "Keinji Corp. How may I help you?"

Nuub · April 2004

"Where? Trust me, im not going to tell anyone. Or if i would, i could yell to everyone what you just said."

xect · April 2004

*Goes to the adress he was told about*

/assuming no complications/

*Approaches Keinji about the job.*

Frosty · April 2004

*Opens top of cigar case and slides out a cigar, while his atention is at the hand pulling out the cigar my other hand slipes one of the chips out of the hidden compartment on the underside and palms it*
"For some reason, people tend to frown on bringing these across boarders, no clue why."
*shows the palmed chip to the man and winks*
"True they are very potent, and they're fairly hard to get, especialy down here."
*Smiles broadly*
" But to people who want the best, who like things personalized, people like you and I, thats what makes them vallueble. Yes no?"

hidden_snper · April 2004

Name Alexander Bolshevick
Class Merc
Str 7
Agi 3
Cha 3
Int 7
Sneaking 10
Hacking 2
Interrogation 2
Sniping 16
Melee 2
Medical 2
Small Weapons 2
Large Weapons 4
Explosives 2
Shotty 2
Mechanical 3
Vehicles 3
Bio:
Born in northwestern europe, Alex had a very hard young life. At the age of 16 he left home to train with the remains of the Soviet Army. Through natural skill and years of training, he has become a professional sniper. Although mainly versed in high-powerd rifles, he has another natural talent for mechanical things such as vehicles and machinery. He currently resides in a small apartment working on government and private comany contracts.
Relavent Inventory:
Backpack:
Limited tool kit
Medium ammount of currency
Several anti-detection gadgets
Rifle Case:
High-caliber, scoped sniper rifle
9mm Beretta pistol
High-caliber ammo (4 clips)
9mm ammo (6 clips)
Gun cleaning and repair kit


// nuthing happening, I am quitting

Invasion

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