UNIT: 142
DIVISION:UNIFORM
CLEARANCE:RCT Enter Password: ************
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New Log Opened: <::|| *A loud sigh, followed by a short black haired male with long, define facial features comes into view on the video-feed. seemingly walking down a hallway.*
||::> Uh..432's log. First log. Um..it's kind of odd talking to a little rectangle. But...I used to Facetime with me auntie all the time...so whatever. So I'm not longer Jack. Not allowed to call myself that. It's just...423 now..so..whatever. The CCA is ruthless. Today I watched two units shot in the face while in the HCMR..why would they do that to their own kind, if they were just trying to help? I don't understand it. I guess that just means I can't mess up. One of the two that were executed got....cloned...some how? *The man sets down the datapad, several moments later, he is seen again, this time in metropolice uniform* I didn't even know the Union had /that/ kind of tech. Well, 10-100 is nearly done. And I have to finish the rest of my manifest. *Jack brings his index and Middle fingers together, raising them to press against an earpiece on the side of his helmet. Before the feed is cut, a deep, metallic voice is heard issuing from the RCT-Vocoder* "C45.CCA.UNIFORM-RCT.423 is 10-8. On duty."
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