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Prologue: http://www.catalyst-gaming.net/index.php?topic=3587.0 (http://www.catalyst-gaming.net/index.php?topic=3587.0)
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Text: First day as a Civil Protection Officer went as expected, to a point. We got through with Orientation with no problems, but our group had a hold up at Breach Training. We got through that eventually, 474 (the one training) was furious at us for a while. After that we had a little time to patrol and learn the city, I've teamed up with RCT.230 for the time being. He's competent.
There's been a slight... disturbance... in my bliss though. I was fine seeing a man be tortured, got to watch his eye get ripped out. That didn't bother me. It didn't even bother me that he was missing an arm and vomiting blood everywhere. What bothered me was having to preform my first Amputation.... I guess it's always hard the first time. It felt horrible, but the second time I had to do it, Assault Class 2 and Contraband Level 1 (Knife, used to stab someone), it was much easier. Maybe it just felt justified that time?
I met two of our City Administrators today. Nothing else could be said, though. They seemed rather nice, they even sat us down for lunch. Us being me and 230. 676 was there too, the Officer of GRID. I can't remember the other one's... he was Division Leader, though.
I got through a large amount of my training today, I was rather surprised.
I guess that's it for now, though... into Stasis I go.
---Guess not. Called for a specific duty... Level 1 Violation. Administered a brief beating and dunked him in the bathtub... my head hurts.
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// Who gave you the order to amputate?
// Croots arn't suppose be be doing that from my under standing because they a loyalist in suits.
// Also you really should have an issue to torture unless you have a good IC reason to.
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// From what I understood after reading the log... 887 didn't perform torture, he merely witnessed it.
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// Who gave you the order to amputate?
// Croots arn't suppose be be doing that from my under standing because they a loyalist in suits.
// Also you really should have an issue to torture unless you have a good IC reason to.
1. I forgot the numbers, but 01 of Uniform, I believe. The second one was from a DvL, I believe. Level 1 Contraband and Assault Class 2 (Stabbing a fellow civilian)
2. No one said he felt good about it after. :(
3. Only witness, no actual procedure.
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Text: I heavily debated leaving my Stasis Chamber this day. I really couldn't find a will to return to the streets. My actions from yesterday spent the entire time swimming in my head. Thankfully, an overactive imagination of mine took out most of the gore... but two Amputations in a day is something I hope to never have to do again. I will update this log through out the day...
I've decided to enter Stasis early. No new training, no new anything. We did a sweet of the Subway and Sewers, it was uneventful... Today was about like yesterday. The beatings don't bother me as much as it should, it's a necessity of the job... I can not stand the Amputations, still. Luckily, I wasn't part of any today.
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// One day I did three - six amputations it does't get better.
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// Shhhhh... I know it doesn't, but 887 doesn't need to know that. He might cry or something...
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Text: I came into service today during a rather interesting time. Right in the middle of a Judgement Waiver. I was told to keep civilians in the Apartment Block B. I must have made 6 searches that session. I ran out of ties afterwards. Only contraband was a single spraycan, no one would fess up to it. I just took it to the Contraband area without much complaint. Later we (all the Recruits) got called up to the Armory. We were asked repeatedly if anyone brought the bomb into the Nexus. I did not understand. No one told me it was a bomb that we were dealing with.
The first was disarmed, but I didn't hear about a second one. I guessed it was dealt with. Afterwards, I received Firearms training. It went easy enough, thankfully I'd been shooting at a Range constantly before the war. It went well but I felt like a failure afterwards... I missed a shot... Ugh. I would have felt horrible, but the person after me flat out failed the test... I didn't feel as bad after that.
After that, though. Things got strange for me. There was no verdict if anyone passed, except that one that failed. Out of curiosity, I checked up my digits into the console to see if I got awarded... It seems I haven't been getting verification for a lot of my training. The list was much smaller than what I had completed. I will raise this with the next Officer I am able to talk with, thankfully, there's quite a few of them.
At every turn was a Synthetic as well. I know they don't harm the CCA, but they still scare the hell out of me. I'm more scared of them than I am of anything else... Makes no sense. I don't want to know what happens if I come across an Overwatch.
I have sent forth my idea for upgrading the CCA authorized Kevlar suits we're given. They're excellently made, yes. But they can do with improvement. Nothing is perfect, but I can strengthen many things about it.
The list I want to implement is as follows:
-Upgrade the Gloves to include a rubber lining on the inside. This is just a personal preference, I've much experience with electricity and do not feel comfortable with THAT MUCH from the stunstick that close to my hand.
-Helmet Shock Absorbents. I got struck in the head today with a wrench. Of course, it did not hurt, I barely felt it. But the fact that I could still feel it worried me. If the citizen was a little stronger, it could cause neurological damage.
-Kevlar Vesting Upgrade (Stab Resistance). It's widely known, or was before the war, that Kevlar is mearly fabric and can be torn through with a piercing weapon. It takes quite a push, but is still able to happen. I want to implement a small layer of chainmail between the Vesting and the User's Undershirt. I can make the mail easily and will not add much to the overall weight.
I will pitch this to the GRID Officer the next time I am able to talk to him.
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Text: I... don't know the time. Nor the day. I went into stasis for a while and came out of it. After a little bit of a walk, there were few civilians, and I noticed a few Civilians run into the CWU square. I called it in and moved along. Suddenly, I had to dodge to the side for some reason... why you may ask? BECAUSE I WAS ALMOST HIT BY A CAR. How they got a car, I don't know. I followed it back to the CWU at the DvL's request, tied up a few civilians (//failed ICly...) except one. Before I could tie him up, another Citizen, high up in the CWU building, opened fire on us. I got struck a few times and was forced to take cover.
Everything else is in a blur of pain and annoyance. I know one of the CWU took the bullets out of me and patched me up. (//I botched that rp too. -.-) After that I helped carry the DvL to the Medical Bay after some sort of explosion...
All in all... sucky night. I really need to talk to the GRID Officer about those additions, it seems my suit could use a repair also.
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// You durped the entire time we were getting shot at lol, I was screaming to you to get into cover and you just stood there staring at the CWU's. :-\
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// Yeah... that night was derp-mode engage for me...
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Text: Nothing to report recently, I've spent a long time in stasis and even more time out on the street patrolling. I've seen fewer and fewer Civilians these days, I don't know why. Maybe they're all going underground? Or finding a way out of the city?
Well, they couldn't have been underground, 040 and I did a sweep of the Subway/Sewers. Found nothing, but I got to wade around in some nasty water and do a small breach. It was kind of nice, real quiet. I got to use a handgun again, too. No firing range, though. I still feel bad about the range. 5 targets and I used 7 bullets, it's depressing. My ribs are feeling a lot better, I don't know what's in the biogel, but I'm glad it's in there. I'll talk to the RnD leader of NOVA about upgrading the Biogel, agitating the molecules would increase their responsiveness when placed into a host... Faster acting.
After a brief chat with the GRID Officer, I've decided that I will accept the promotion into APEX. I get promoted tomorrow, pretty late in the day, so I'm not terribly worried about it. It won't cure my urge for Science, but I guess there's always spare time. Maybe G.C. is going to continue the research, I hope he does.
Aside from all that.. boring day.
Not as fun as yesterday, with that Gas Leak and all, but still pretty interesting. It's strange how I was the only Unit actually working to clear the rubble.. maybe I'm too much for solving problems personally; I need to think like an overlord, not a peon, I guess.
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// Do NOT start thinking like RTLK :P
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// Do NOT start thinking like RTLK :P
// Lol... Nah. I was going to put "Slavedriver", but that I thought that might get flagged in the CCA database.
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Text: I woke up in my stasis pod, against the schedule. Something woke me up. Walking around the chamber, I didn't find anything unusual and attempted to return... no use. I walked out into the City to find it a Ghost town. All the lights off, no one on the streets. Looked in the complexes, empty. It only took a short moment after that to realize it was a dream. I walked around quietly, I still felt the need to stalk, and made my way to my old apartment. It was just as I left it, every thing was in place. The gel was setting, the batteries still running. I couldn't place what was wrong. Then I saw it... staring at me like a lost puppy. My Apex armband laying on the table, next to all my science equipment... next to all my notes and journals of creations... like I'd betrayed it.
...I need to find out a way to get back into a lab.
Patrol-Pod-Patrol-Pod-Training-Patrol-Pod... I wonder if we get downtime. If I do... I need to make friends with the GRID guys. But.. Mechanical constructs aren't really what I'm needing, I need a Lab... a real lab. The problem is, I don't know if NOVA has what I am looking for either. Can I put out an order for something if I'm not in the unit? Is there a way to transcend all 3 units? I'll talk to some of the High Command next time I can... they mentioned I COULD transfer out, but if I make it a daily occurance, I think they might get annoyed.
I mean, I've no problems being in APEX. Rule the streets and keep things safe... I've no problems with the beatings, it's part of the job. The amputations... I dunno if I'll get used to that.
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Subject: Yesterday's activies
<::|| New format for these messages, I am not a fan... Regardless, I will recount yesterday's activities...
I spent a long amount of time sheparding Citizens into their respective apartments and dealing with the issues associated with that.. It was a lot of parenting-like problems... "Oh, Officer, help me! This man touched me." "Oh, help me, it's an emergency! This guy's in my apartment." Even as a kid I didn't whine this much... I also had to preform something of a surgery myself. The NOVAs were not active... I got to remove a bullet and patch the wound. How he got shot, I didn't really care, I guessed it had something to do with a random shooting in the streets. Sadly, it is my job to maintain Sociostability, by any means necessary... which brings me to something else.
WHAT IS WITH ALL THE BLEACH!? I must have turned in 13 units of Bleach last night. Where does it keep coming from?! I did preform adequately and gave all of the insight I could to the Citizen, if they saw anything specific (like who was passing it out) to get their description and contact the CCA immediantly. I'd hate to have to beat him too for inaction.
I don't feel bad about beatings, like at all. In the morning, I sort of did, but doing more and more, it just became easier. I started to look at it as a kind of interpretive dance, as odd as that may sound, or a necessary evil. I did find out that my mask is good for more than just headbutting civilians then, because one of them got cheeky and came up behind me with a SHOVEL and banged me in the back of the head. My ears are still ringing from that... Lucky, I had been talking to a Loyalist when it happened and he called it on his Radio. The OfC came rather quickly and dispatched the Civilian. I am not sure if I've ever been that mad before, but I pounded the blade of the shovel through the dead body's back... it seemed fitting.
After that, you could say that things got interesting... There was a chemical leak in the Nexus. 399 was experimenting with Sulfur and different chemicals, it seems, and created a highly virulent gas that kill them. An Overwatch was called in, sealed the issue, and the scrubbers were introduced. We had to evacuate the Nexus while it was going down. That's... all I know about the situation, though.
But the worst thing... beyond anything else... it has truly made me respect the Citizen Population less. A woman asked me aside and asked for an Xray, not a big deal, the Officer took her through the scanners between Districts 2 and 3. (I didn't know they could do that... I always assumed, though) Only to find out there's a flashlight in her bunghole... she says she doesn't know how it happened... HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN?! ||::>
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<::|| I've come out of stasis in a strange room. I hadn't seen it before. Wandering a little, I've determined it's one of the Nexuses. Perhaps the old one I never saw...
I was right. We're back in City 18. I'm glad City 8 was just temporary, there was just too much ground to cover. It seems we've also lots quite a lot of our Citizen population in the transfer. I am thinking they were swapped elsewhere. But what's happened since then? Nothing. At. All.
Lots of patrolling and clamping the HAP/CEP... bit of a windstorm as well. I was not a fan of the latter, personally. While I'm glad we've returned to City 18, I will miss the activity and bustle of the city, as much as I hate to admit it.
Ah, I've also received my Mp7 Training. It was not as in-depth as I had expected, but I can field strip it once I get my own. Shooting it was easy, but it is horribly inaccurate when fired rapidly. 155 is very monotone, at the free-fire portion of the training, I couldn't tell if she was approving or annoyed at my target... I'm not even sure if I passed or failed the training, I was never told. I'll look up my Data-sheet in one of the terminals later... ||::>
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<::|| So... today was interesting.... I was fired upon, freaked out, looked up to, and judged. Not exactly in that order.
Called into the High Command room, sweating bullets. A Blackmark chance in the hands of the DvL... something smiled on me, though. I left with a Promotion to 03 instead. I will not question it in the least, but I'm on thin ice now with 155. I don't think she likes me very much... But she doesn't have to. 155 and I did a sweep of the Apartments, it went well. I didn't mess up. I can do breaches real easy if it's just me and the TL... more people, more chance for "human" error. I use quotes in this... I don't know the extend of Augmentations in the higher ranks.
Ah... can't think of anything else, I will edit this file later, maybe.
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Weeeell that got eventful real damn quick. After rationing, there was a request of a possible 647E that was armed. Me and an 02 joined me, we made it to the apartment to find a Recruit running around after a Citizen with his stunstick. The Citizen locked himself in the bathroom, when the recruit opened the door, there were gunshots and he was dead. The door closed again.
I pulled my pistol, ripped open the door and stood back. Opening fire on anything in the bathroom that moved... After the white passed, I found myself slumped on the wall and a very dead Anti-Citizen in the bathroom. Slipped away the gun when 155 came in... I don't know why she was there, probably because she's APEX, it's her job to oversee... but she wasn't Active when we injected the room. Regardless... maybe I was wrong about her. She was really nice when yanking the slug from my shoulder, she even patched it up real well. Maybe she's got medical experience... I pitched my idea of Electifying the Biogel before use. It will create a much faster healing process as the particles of the Gel will be able to rebuild tissue faster.
Of course, she didn't think it was appropriate at the time to test it, I half agreed. It's not like I hadn't tested it before myself, but that was before I was a Civil Protection Unit... It rebuilds Tissue damage and actually strengthens muscle fibers, the second effect is... Interesting, to say the least. I'll pitch it to the GRID-DvL, maybe he could use the information.... probably better to tell the NOVA, though. It is medical after all... ||::>
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// These are interesting. Post more. It's like a book.
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// Still trying to figure out WHY the hell the croot breached with out backup. Oh and who gave him the auth...
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// I think he just did it out of revenge, it was the 2 Blackmark recruit (990), so he may still be irritated that he's got 'em. Regardless, it's no excuse.
// Ah, thank ya Qwahchees. If I can get authorization to be in the UA-squad it will be very detailed because I'll be adding NOVA and GRID experiences as well as APEX. But that is going to take some doing to get into.
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<::|| I found a little bit of spare time, sitting on the District Two-HAP while a Recruit watched the doorway... A brief bit of tunneling and I was able to access these files through the console; I will, of course, be delaying the initial upload of this file to the home-server by a few days.
Today was rather eventful. I'd met another one of the 01's today... GRID, I believe. We had a very Malcompliant young lady who though it was very amusing to pelt a Recruit with cans while making false requests with the Request Device... that was quelled rather rapidly. The administrative Unit was having difficulties with her Radio, I had to make the request for Amputation multiple times, causing me to get... agitated. I administered a Level Two Verdict while waiting, puncturing her thigh with my knife while we waited. Eventually, the call got through and we went to Treatment.
Halfway to Treatment, the Malcompliant (Referred to as "Subject" from here out) was very apologetic and tried pleaing with me to let her go. I explained why that was not possible and she kept begging. It's strange, no one's ever begged me before, I imagined it would feel better. But all I could do was remember that she did it to herself and she was fully aware of what she was doing... deserving. Assault Class 3C, Sociocide Lv. 3, Multiple Audio Violations, Mobility Violation, Evading Capture, only to name a few of her charges. There was no chance for rehabilitation. We got to the Room and there stood the GRID, she was nice, oddly pleasant, or maybe I'm just used to the Females of High Command... We had a little chat with the Subject, and I clamped her in without much restraint from her as she was very weak from her leg.
The GRID stepped out with a happy sounding laugh and came back with a Hammer and a fist full of nails... This GRID woman must be after my heart. She asked me to do the "Honors" and apply where I thought fitting... I am not a monster, at least, I don't think so... and I've been called terrible things in my existence, but never took them to heart. Perhaps I should, because I scared myself at how easy it was. I'd used four nails before directed to move to the other-side where I got sidetracked...
-First nail was hammered through the second and third metacarples in the Subject's Left hand. Effectively stapling it to the chair.
-Second nail was pinned between her Radius and Ulna of the Left forearm.
-Third nail was used to pierce through her Radius and Humerus on her Left Arm, disabling the joint entirely and piercing the nerve cluster in her elbow, I imagine it was extremely painful.
-Fourth nail was used to pin her Clavical and her Humerus in a downward motion, effectively stopping all movement from her Left Arm as it pierced the main tendons that function as movement.
-Finally, I used my knife to reopen the wound in her thigh and pierce her Femur. It took a moment, but with a twist it splintered and shattered like a piece of dried driftwood.
The Subject had blacked out by this point. I could tell the Female GRID had enjoyed the performance, I even thought about bowing, but I felt it was in poor spirit. Had we'd gone with my plan, it would've taken substantially longer of a time-frame to complete. Regardless, the Superior ended the Subject's torment with a round of buckshot and left leaving me with an order to clean the Cell and display the corpse in the Plaza.... Easily done.
I've decided to withhold this event from the Recruits. They seem to look at me like the last ties to their Humanity, I will not tell them of this event of inhumanity, lest they lose their will and slip into madness.
At the end of the day... I ask "Why?"
Why do I allow myself to do these things? Why am I not back in the Lab? Why am I still APEX, because I enjoy tormenting the Citizens on some obscure level? Why can I not tell the difference between the "Special" and the "Smooth" Breen's Waters?
I enjoy asking myself nonsensical questions, reminds me of a time when I had an interest in Social Interaction. ||::>
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// Because if I remember right what you did was borderline of hacking CCA computers...
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<::|| I am absolutely thankful for having multiple Units active... but it is getting to the point that I am very annoyed about being the only one around with Medical or Technological backgrounds. GRID and NOVA need to be active more often. Just me and a fist full of Recruits with the occasional High Command thrown in is getting very tiresome. I fixed the HAP, stitched someone's hand, detained MANY citizens and reworked Sociostability all in a matter of hours.
Just me. One Unit. This is very troublesome to me, APEX is not meeting what I'd expected, GRID and NOVA do not follow the paths either. There must be a Fourth option. I am going to try and get in contact with the Sectorial Commander, perhaps he and I can decide something more fitting. I'd seen shadows of a fourth Division. UA? Not sure what that is, but it seems to be the Wild Card group... I'll look into it. ||::>
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// You do know that OfCs+ can view this right?
// Because if I remember right what you did was borderline of hacking CCA computers...
// Yeah, I am aware. :D 887 is too, to a varied degree. Not exactly Hacking, all the consoles are intra-connected, as far as I understand. It's just opening through another filepath.
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You do realise that UA stands for Unassigned...
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You do realise that UA stands for Unassigned...
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// I am aware. 887 is not. I can not use OOC information ICly, that's Metagaming.
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// Fuck you should know that IC :P dum dum
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// Fuck you should know that IC :P dum dum
// UA isn't exactly advertised, you know. lol.
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<::|| Pretty good day, nothing out of the ordinary, up until the end...
Came out of stasis, called down to do an Interrogation and Amputation with 155; no hitches. Knife in the man's hand, split the metacarples, knife in the man's esophagus, he drowned in his blood and a slash through the jugular for good measure. Afterwards, second Interrogation. Bent the metal chair across the man's chest... he started talking quickly after that. No important information
Lots of clamping... oh always with the clamping. Since we came back to City 18 that's all I've done. Clamp, clamp and more clamp. I'm going to talk to the High Command about the number of Reserve units we have, they're always in stasis, reaping the benefits of our labor.
Last off... a man turned in Contraband; standard format, he walked up and said he had something I might like. I inquired, then I think my jaw banged against the bottom of my mask. The man turned in one of the Spas-12 Shotguns that 01+ uses. No ammunition, but you could tell it had been fired recently. Semi-Automatic variant, not the Pump that the CCA employs. Bore for 12 gauge rounds, customized hairpin trigger... It was not a Civilian's weapon.... As far as I know, that man that told me about it died in Interrogation, I didn't see him for the rest of the night. It was death in Interrogation or Amputation. He wasn't going to leave that room alive.
155 did some training for one of the 04's. Training I wasn't required to get though, I asked about joining to receive it too, but she only called the other Unit down. I did feel a little dejected, but everything has it's place. I will talk with her when I am out of Stasis again... I also need to talk to the NOVA-DvL... or OfC. Either/or. ||::>
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<::|| I... this day... damn. If any other tired me out, it's this one. I got mauled by an Infected, did LOTS of training, Interrogations upon Interrogations, killed 5 people, beat one to a pulp, spent time in the Medbay and... It was actually fun.
First off, came out of Stasis and fell, unable to breath for a minute. Gladly, that passed. I think something became out of sync when I came from Stasis. Wandered for a little bit "Patrolling", and getting my head straight. Everything was pretty uneventful and I get contacted for Training from 155... but something is different about this one. It's just her and me in a barely lit room. A stack of ammunition crates next to her an a happy tone in her... vocoder. It was Marksmanship Training... so... much... fun. I am not a fan of the Rinky-dinky Mp7, but the Handgun... amazing! Very accurate, large clip standard... worth using. Training was a little more difficult than expected, a lot of the targets were in the dark and I had to guess. I think I did okay, I got a "Good Job" out of 155, which is more praise than I've ever heard from a High Command, so I must have done something right. Nothing much I can say... Private APEX training...
After that... The city went to hell... Routine clamping of the Nexus HAP; man comes up, claiming to have been bitten by a Necrotic. Not knowing what to expect, I sent him on his way the first time (because I got no radio response). He came back in a full sprint and vomited blood on me. Bewildered, I just stood there in shock as he threw up more on a Citizen near him. The man then starting to bleed from his eyes, nose and ears.... Absolutely appalling. Then the mongrel bit me! My kevlar stopped it and I put a bullet through him before he could bite down harder, but still! I was rushed to the Medbay, took an Emergency Shower to detox... Last I heard, there was panic in the streets. Went up to Status Red for a minute, but it was contained. Thankfully. It seemed to be a Mixture of Rabies and some sort of Virulent Hysteria... Recommended cure? Evacuation of the brain by lead.
Interrogations... that was something. Never have I found out this much information on a group of subjects... very exhausting work, pretending to care. Maybe next time I'll take to beating them with random items I come across on the way to Interrogation. Nothing I can really say about the contents of the Interrogation, everything is still under-wraps until I hear back from 155. I preformed three formal amputations and two involving runners in District Two.
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New development... I was advised to meet with the Sectorial Commander, I did so, and he started telling me about something great... it's utterly classified at the minute, even from the High Command. I am really excited about it, though. Time will tell on this one... Time. Will. Tell. ||::>
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<::|| I must have done something amazing, I've been promoted to 02 today.... It's odd having a little bit more power and I am not pleased about being saluted to...
I did well in my training, it was very difficult and 155 is a VERY good shot... Skulking from cover to cover, I did learn that she reloads at 12 shots, not at the clip's 18. Grenade practice was disgustingly simple, once I learned the angle it flies and the timer, it was easy to master. What I did learn though... rubber bullets still hurt... a lot. Especially when your training instructor aims for the head.
Clamped for a few HOURS because the Recruits were either receiving training or on the Nexus HAP. They're no longer allowed to Clamp the District Two HAP, not without an 04+. I will be contacting 155 and the Sectorial Commander about a sweep of District Two and possible usage of explosives to collapse the Subway. I am assuming that's how Rebels are getting in and out of the City. Everything else is sealed. ||::>
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// I had to respawn you about 5 times from "Rubber" bullets. <_<
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// I had to respawn you about 5 times from "Rubber" bullets. <_<
// Yeah! No fuckin' fair putting me against OTA-classed Unit. -.-
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<::|| I was standing in a field, it was nice, warm. Looking around seeing a sea of golden grain. I could see trees in the distance, but walking I could never reach it. It didn't take long for me to realize I was in a dream, mostly when I looked down and saw my hands painted red. My subconscious is very adamant against me being in the Civil Protection, it seems. Strange, I've never seen a wheat field, but I assumed they would look like in my dream.
But that has nothing to do with my day, I came out of stasis with slight nausea; I was assured this is no real issue. And started my patrolling route. No issues for a long time before there was a calling of a man who had a network between cities that he used for mail. Naturally, the trained Unit in me saw this could be used for Resistance purposes or even escape (As it connected multiple cities, apparently). It did not take long to crack the man and make him tell me everything. The Mine is collapsed, I will have GRID do a sonar of the area beneath the city, just in-case it is real. If it is real, it needs to be sealed as soon as humanly possible.
After dealing with the Citizen-Miner, I was called to the Nexus Balcony by the SeC. I'd never seen the Balcony, but I was able to see the whole city. I knew why I was there. He and I talked on end about it. I am proud to say that I am part of HELIX, the Multifaceted group of extremely educated misfits... There was me (02 at the time), 725 (01 of Uniform), 602 (EpU of APEX, former SeC), 189 (OfC of GRID), 129 (01 of Unassigned) and another Unit... the new Officer. We were all standing there, we knew why we were there. The extra GRID was scared, it seemed... Regardless, we were all called up, one at a time and assigned roles: My role was HELIX-01, I enjoy it. 725 became an 01 as well. 602 is our DvL and 189 is the OfC. I never saw 129 come in, but he is 01 as well.
Then the training started... oh god... the training. Rapid fire through GRID lower ranks. I'm qualified GRID-02 now. We were made to fix a radio... something I could have done asleep. Very unappealing work. But, that ended quickly. Few hours later, though... 602 calls me into the Medical Bay. Extreme NOVA training. Just me, him and the OfC (Who just stood there staring at the wall it seemed like); he started going through all these low-leveled NOVA things... DRABC, 5P... Simple stuff. Even went into Injuries. But what interested me.... Augmentations. He and I went through all of the types (up to my Clearance Level) to learn about the Combine Technology. He told me of many enhancements, but I was able to deduce all of them myself. I find it disturbing that I knew so much about everything. Maybe I was right choosing APEX the first time around, to learn something new.
HELIX is able to specialize. As I am already deep into APEX, I've decided to specialize into NOVA. GRID, once again, does not meet what I expected. With the NOVA training, I became NOVA-01 Certified. I can also train ANYONE with less training than myself. In any of the Divisions. It also seems I have the most training out of the HELIX units. I guess starting as APEX was a double-good idea. I must remember to thank 155 when I see her again.
New OfC(A) of NOVA came around as well. 160 is manning it. Good. He's smart, but a bit unknowing. After a few more calls from disturbances in the UCH, it was decided to lock it down and search. He and I went room to room, breaching and searching. Not too terribly much was found. Two pieces of Contraband Lv. 2 (Food) and that's it. But... then the call that there was a Citizen on the Catwalks. He and I went out, but he hesitated. I shot down the Citizen and scolded 160 slightly. I know he is OfC(A), but hesitation in the field gets people killed. We were then fired upon by small arms (9mm). Instant pursuit and buckshot took down the Anti-citizen, though. Through a window, I must commend 160 there, it was a nice shot. The weapon was never found, however. Even after an all-out search from me and 160. (// He unequipped his pistol before he died)
All in all... great day. I'm glad the SeC decided to make this group. I don't think we'll be recruiting any time soon, but I have the ability to Recommend Units into it for 602's advisement. I will have to remember to do that. ||::>
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// 160 is OfC(A) not DvL(A)
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// How did he get 01 again...?
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// How did he get 01 again...?
Helix is "01s only and on if sec says so1!1!!!!!!!"
They say they aren't an elite division but some of the fools in it are disgusting.
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// How did he get 01 again...?
Helix is "01s only and on if sec says so1!1!!!!!!!"
They say they aren't an elite division but some of the fools in it are disgusting.
// 01 because it was required for ME to be in HELIX, I met all the criteria but was hyper-promoted.
// Not an elite division, there's only 5 of us and we all know that one guy who's the Elitists about it... >.>
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// 01 because it was required to be in HELIX, I met all the criteria but was hyper-promoted.
01 was and is not a requirement of being in HELIX, it is just smart when starting a new division bring in the high ranks to begin so that things can be seen as what the new people can be seen as. Give it a couple days and there will be a new flow of recruits coming into HELIX. The reason that you were given it was due to you being an 02, and meeting the criteria to join and get the training required once in to become the 01 rank.
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// 01 because it was required for ME to be in HELIX, I met all the criteria but was hyper-promoted.
01 was and is not a requirement of being in HELIX, it is just smart when starting a new division bring in the high ranks to begin so that things can be seen as what the new people can be seen as. Give it a couple days and there will be a new flow of recruits coming into HELIX. The reason that you were given it was due to you being an 02, and meeting the criteria to join and get the training required once in to become the 01 rank.
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// does that mean i can be helix dierujdeureuder
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<::|| Woke up... nausea again. Felt like the room was spinning for my first step, but it evened out as the night continued...
I am going to have a quick and rapid discussion with 160 regarding his treatment of Recruits... and his inability to record proper logs for medical evaluation in the Recruit.
What else I have to say, it slightly classified... I preformed brain surgery on Recruit.568, he now has a new Left-Side to his brain. I've confiscated the remains of the Recruit's brain for evaluation, I've also removed a blood sample from him while he was under. What he replaced his brain with... that's something new. Well, not really new. They've been used for sometime. Emotional manipulation on the most basic of scales. Unfortunately, I am not sure if it could've been solved without the new manipulation or not. I will look into it. I do have his portion of brain left over. I will run studies as well as screen his blood for any sort of foreign materials. Should anything arise... I would not want to be the most recent person to give him aid.
WELL! Division Leader decided that Mandatory Training was required. Me, APEX-02.481, and UNIFORM-RCT.803 My performance was really bad...
It started in the center plaza. We were having a brief chat when we were fired upon. 02 and RCT dashed off to cover and I walked nonchalantly to the water machine. I've been shot at a lot, and it was small arms fire at a long range. It would not have pierced my armor. After regrouping at the Water Machines, I had the two units dash for the Change Shop. It was very efficient and I ran myself. 02 provided covering fire afterwards for the Recruit as he ran to the Nexus block. 02 followed. Their new position made them unable to provide covering fire, so I shot one of the doors off it's hinges and uses that to block bullets as I made my own rush to the Nexus. It was very effective, I might add. Sweeping of the Nexus commenced. Through deductive reasoning, we determined that the shooter was on the upper levels and proceeded slowly in pursuit of the "Unknown" shooter.
Upon clearing the lower levels, the City Administrator's sky-bridge and the Overwatch Room were the likely places. Both were searched and it came to the CA's Office. We all knew what would be inside, but we weren't prepared. We all rushed in, immediantly behind pillars, providing fire where we could when there was a few clangs and a tinging of a grenade. I knew what it was... It was a Flashbang. After the effects wore off, the shooter was missing, he fled into the inner room... the Broadcasting Room. Prepping and injecting... 117 stood in the corner looking rather pleased with himself. I saw what was slung on his back and knew... Dark Matter Orb.
He explained we did very well in our surprise training, but we had failed ultimately because of his Orb. I agreed fully in my head, even if we avoided the bouncing, the Orb releases massive amounts of radiation upon detonation... Cleaners would have had to sweep out our remains. Then he asked us to rate ourselves. I followed up with our honest ratings: 7 for myself, 7 for the 02 and 8 for the Recruit.
I acted poorly while under-fire. Being very reckless with myself and thus my squad mates.
02 did well, but was slow on the draw an inexperienced.
Recruit did rather well, he kept calm under pressure and handled himself correctly.
That's all for now.||::>
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// So, you decided that the best course of action was to replace his brain? I was going to keep it monitored and have daily exams to make sure it didn't effect him, but I suppose that that makes it easier. I'm sorry that I forgot to log the treatment, but my brain was at less than half capacity at the moment. I'll make sure to keep it logged in the future, and if I feel like I am not performing at 100%, then I will call for another unit who is to help me. I am still prepared to defend my self over the course of action I took, though.
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<::|| Today... oh my today....
Well. 160 was dealt with. Amputation, I assume... or "Off World Relocation". I'm not sure the difference between the two. The video evidence against him was MASSIVE.... not to mention a first hand account from a "Steve Blugger". His mouth was stitched shut, voice box removed. Large amounts of blood loss caused nausea when he awoke, also light-headed. And... obviously unable to talk. He was issued a Recruit Vocoder for the time being while he told me his story. I removed it at the end and sent him on his way. 160 was called into the HCMR, there was a gunshot, then silence. Blissful silence. Unsanctioned manipulation of the Citizen and Recruit population is not acceptable by any means.
Halfway into training 619, I was ordered into the HCMR by the Sectorial Commander. When I'd gotten there, I knew what was going to happen. Promotions. Me, 602, 803, and 935. The latter two were inducted into HELIX as 04. I was promoted to the EpU position as well, my heart skipped a beat for a moment though, 602 mixed up the pockets and pulled out a fist full of blackmarks instead... I'm glad it was only an accident. I don't know what I could have done to get blackmarked... Regardless, the 04's, I was instructed to teach them so I taught them everything they needed to know and more. They were given Combat Training by me as well, a higher grade than 155 gives her Units. It also incorporated squad based interaction. It was very effective, thus far. My Auto-guns were VERY effective, even loaded with a very low powered bullet. Felt like a hornet sting when it hit you. I superseded 155's training because these are the Units watching MY back. I want them to be up to my standards, which are, sadly, higher than hers.
602 and I also constructed what he called the "Croot Crusher". It was very effective. 803 never made it to the end, 129 did complete the course, though. We had an unexpected guest towards the end. The Sectorial Commander (Not the one giving the Amputation for 160, the other one) decided to awaken. Not a big deal, we were engaged in clean up anyways.... I've packed up my auto-guns and put them in storage. I don't think I'll be using them for training for a while.
Recruit.568 is still missing. I am expecting him to be inducted into the Overwatch program, though. Lacking the creative side of his brain, he's literally useless to the CCA. You need the imagination in GRID, NOVA requires it to preform Critical Thinking and APEX definitely needs it to deal with SocioInstability. If he can not be inducted, I assume he will be terminated. ||::>
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// I have felt a bunch of stress to always be on due to my CCA unit. That stress has been lifted. So its kind of a good thing 160 was OWRed, becuase I feel I can sleep earlier now. On another note, I can't believe the SeC actually messed up. Not that it matters, because he has the power to eliminate anyone that knows. Of course 129 would be able to get through the course, he's an 01. I do remember saying something about replacing 568's brain, now don't I? - The thoughts of The Mighty cookiemonstur
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// I have felt a bunch of stress to always be on due to my CCA unit. That stress has been lifted. So its kind of a good thing 160 was OWRed, becuase I feel I can sleep earlier now. On another note, I can't believe the SeC actually messed up. Not that it matters, because he has the power to eliminate anyone that knows. Of course 129 would be able to get through the course, he's an 01. I do remember saying something about replacing 568's brain, now don't I? - The thoughts of The Mighty cookiemonstur
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// Umm... I believe it was medical experimentation without authorization. I am also thinking grievous maltreatment of a citizen, but I could be wrong about that. All in all 160 fucked up, and that's the important thing.
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// I have felt a bunch of stress to always be on due to my CCA unit. That stress has been lifted. So its kind of a good thing 160 was OWRed, becuase I feel I can sleep earlier now. On another note, I can't believe the SeC actually messed up. Not that it matters, because he has the power to eliminate anyone that knows. Of course 129 would be able to get through the course, he's an 01. I do remember saying something about replacing 568's brain, now don't I? - The thoughts of The Mighty cookiemonstur
// You didn't have to tell us about 568. He was very sick during patrolling and was spoutting babble while in the medbay until he collapsed. He told us you did it. :D
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// Bullshit. I did nothing to his brain.
// Oh! No. I did something with his brain. It's actually in 887's storage... It replaced with a CyberNET
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// Thanks a lot. So I get blamed for that. Well, I was going to be amputated anyway, do to the carnal maltreatment of a citizen and the unauthorized medical experimentation.
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// Thanks a lot. So I get blamed for that. Well, I was going to be amputated anyway, do to the carnal maltreatment of a citizen and the unauthorized medical experimentation.
You made out like a bandit, though. Lost your requirement to stick around with CCA and got your OTA
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<::|| Combat Training will now be mandatory for all Recruits and CCA units. Hand-to-hand combat will also be taught to all Recruits.
Two new changes I've gotten through one of the Sectorial Commanders. I now have to get a hold of UNIFORM's DvL to tell him... I don't even know who is holding that position anymore.
I've provided training for NOVA Units lately. I need to get a hold of their DvL, but he's more elusive than the escaped Unit.... Which did happen. Why he was not outfitted with a tracking beacon, I'll never know. I'm going to pitch the idea of a Bioscanner placed under the skin that has a locator beacon so this never happens again. Poor bastard, I can only assume he's escaped into Outlands. Overwatch will most likely have him as high-priority. He knows CCA secrets up to 01's clearance... that's a good bit. He also is able to open any biolock while out there... Disgusting.
I have yet to get in contact with APEX High Command, they're still missing as far as I can tell. ||::>
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<::|| HELIX-OfC.887 I kind of like that. I wish I was told ahead of time that it was going to happen, but you can't have everything. My day had started with me getting out of stasis feeling my suit on awkwardly. My suit had been changed in my sleep, nothing was sized correctly, but hey. It's a Promotion. Whoop, about time to start training the Units. I'll get back to this log later... maybe.
Got a foot out of the Stasis Pod to see 305 standing by an open vent. Odd, so I went over to look and a damned Headcrab launched itself from the ventilation shaft. I mean what the hell is going on with this place? It must have gotten loose after Kill House training the other day... who knows how many more might be lurking in the vents. It scratched my mask up somethin' fierce, but it's manageable. Between trainings, I think I worked out one or two of the issues in my Auto-Guns. They don't need Cooled down nearly as long and I've increased the fire rate by 150%. They work amazingly well!
I've also started my recent weaponized project. Electrical Gas Grenades. It sounds endlessly more complicate than it really is. It sounds difficult to make, but not very. There are certain gels that can be created that are very conductive of electricity. I can make a device that ejects the gels out in every direction and send an electric charge to them. My hoped use for these? To be able to disable an entire room without major issue. Pop the door, throw one in and POW... everything is stunned. All electronics affected will be shorted out as well, that's a.... unique version.
I also plan to start my Scanner soon I don't expect much difficulty from it, it's rather straight-forward..., I got the go-ahead from 676... but he's... uh... yeah. Turns out he had a brother! Who's now a Recruit. 767 are his brother's digits, rather strange to have the inverse. Maybe this new recruit will be less temperamental. I didn't know the old DvL personally, but rumors spread even in the CCA.
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*Annoyed yell and slam of machinery* Not ten minutes... TEN DAMN MINUTES did one of my Units get out on the street before he got jumped and near killed. 803 was promoted today, I gave it to him, he seemed happy. A call came in, I dismissed him so he could go take it and then there's an 11-99 on the damn radio. I left the Nexus with stretcher in hand, found him broken and bleeding outside of the Nexus Airlock with 117 standing over him.... I uncollapsed the stretcher, we got him on it and then him into the Medical Bay. I couldn't watch, I had to go. I had to do something. Let it be known, staring out at the City from the top of that watch tower is kind of nice... ||::>
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<::|| Necrotics, Infection, and what the hell was that in the Cell?
Many, many Necrotics. Many, many tears in my suit. I've gone through two in the past week. It's pathetic. How do they keep getting into the City? And where do they keep getting hosts from? Headcrabs don't just sprout bodies like that. Once again, I was unable to collect many samples. I have been processing them in the time that I am due in the Stasis Chambers.. Regardless, I shall recount my "adventures" during these... eh.. Invasions.
First night: Climbed out of my pod and hit the ground immediately. I could sense something was off, but I couldn't quite tell what it was. Tearing off my mask when I felt a wave of nausea was a great plan. It seems they took my advice and changed the Antibiotics they give us. Sadly, I made my way down to the Nexus Airlock with my mask back on. When opening the door I was met with a strange sight, a line of Citizens on the wall and two Units standing at the HAP, guns in hand. I tried asking what happened, no one said anything. I felt invisible for a minute but that really quickly subsided when I found my ol' buddy 117. He said my HELIX Unit lost his gun. Well, my units, my responsibility. The Unit (935) said he lost it in Apartment C2. No biggie, I headed that way to deal with it myself. Pushing my way into the Lobby of the UCH I was met with an eerie silence. It wouldn't have taken a biologist to know the building was infected. The walls were starting to blacken from the corpsely vapors and I could feel my migraine getting worse. Skipping the first two floors, I went straight to C. I felt jumpy, looking behind myself often when hearing light scratching on the wooden floors. APEX training had taught me to move in dead silence, no pun intended, which seemed to do very well as when I reached the room it pushed open with ease. The lock had been shot off, it seemed someone had breached it already, but inside the room was probably the reason as to WHY it was breached. There were dozens of Necrotics packed into the small apartment. I hadn't sooner tried to shut the door than did one turn to me. I stared where it's eyes should have been and it felt like it was staring back. I could feel my body tense up and my every fiber of my being screaming "RUN!" And I did run... but not out. I ran into the crowd. Pulling my knife and pistol out, there was a flurry of action and gunshots.
Sooner or later I found myself half buried in dead(-er) Necrotics, spent clips of ammunition littered the room and I could feel the warm night's air on my back, my suit had been breached. I looked out the window, seeing 935 down at the Nexus HAP. I couldn't let him down, it would betray everything I had taught the Recruits of his Class and my own HELIX Units... the gun needed to be found. I sifted through the bodies, plunging my knife through dead Headcrab after dead Headcrab. I had been jumped by one in the past and didn't want a repeat experience. I thought I had seen a glint of metal near the Refrigerator and moving to it I abruptly felt paralyzed by fear as a heard the horrid rattling sound of the Black Headcrabs. Making a quick scan of the room, I did not see it, but every time I got near the fridge, the rattling sound would go off. Dropping the clip in my sidearm and replacing it, I slipped my knife away, there was no way in hell that I was going to get THAT close to those creatures. I'd known them to bring down much stronger men than I. With a shaky hand, I opened the fridge and jumped back to see the Black Beast "staring" at me, it's long legs wrapped around what looked to be a limb of sorts, maybe an arm. I emptied the clip into it, even it's tough hide wouldn't have been able to take all of the shots. Staring down at my prize, the glinting metal at the foot of the refrigerator, picking it up... it was a kitchen knife. Disappointment and rage started to rock my body and I slid the knife into my belt, kicking the bathroom door open harshly to search there as well, I was met with a gruesome sight. A headcrab was coupling with a citizen, the poor sap was still trying to struggle, I knew I couldn't do anything for them, so I unclipped one of my HE grenads, pulled the pin and left it clenched in the Citizen's hand. Hustling out back to the hallway to catch my breath, I heard the tell-tale crack of the grenade going off... I may not like these Citizens... but they don't deserve a "life" like that.
Peeking my head around to the stairway, I started to get curious. Maybe in all the hustle, the Unit got the number wrong. I raced up the stairs, happy to get the hell out of the Apartments if I could, I turned the corner blindly to get into the Floor D hallway and was met with a strike that almost threw me back down the stairs. A behemoth of a Zombie was staring at me. I hadn't come across this before, FOUR black headcrabs were latched to the poor being. Gasping for air briefly, I pointed my pistol at it and squeezed to hear a sound that froze my blood... Empty Clicking. Ripping my knife out, and the kitchen knife, I made the lunge for the beast. The inferior Citizen's blade snapped off in one of the Headcrabs, nailing it to the fiend. I stabbed up with my hunting knife, and felt the familiar squish of brain matter pouring down my hand as I nailed the monstrosity through the jaw. I shoved the behemoth back and felt warmth in my suit again. Skin was ruptured. I knew it was a matter of time before their infected claws had their necrotic virus in me. Even with the new Antibiotics, I knew how it would go... burning pain, like someone lit your bones on fire followed my hemorrhaging and death. I didn't want that. What message would that send to the others? Some a-hole lone wolfing it into unknown territory to be taken down by a damned virus.
I pushed into the Floor D, feeling exhaustion setting on. Normal Headcrab "Zombies", nothing. I was able to dispatch a dozen of them unarmed. The skinny-boney ones that jump, though... Terrors. They can rip through even my ELITE graded Kevlar. I shudder to think what happens to a Recruit, their armor is basically wet paper. I may be getting sidetracked, though. With the now useless pistol of mine in a pocket, I moved to the first door and felt mentally defected for a minute as I unslung my shotgun. Blowing the door off the hinges, I kept firing, not wanting a repeat of the floor below me. I pumped and squeezed until the gun clicked, everything felt so fluid, like it was a movie. I swung the gun up, grabbed it by the smoking barrel and used it like a club, bashing apart a couple of the Necrotics. I'd beaten at least nine down before I calmed and looked at the situation. It looked like someone had rammed the bodies into a meat grinder. There was blood and chunks of rotting flesh everywhere. I could feel the almost slimy gore drip onto my skin... I had lost my sleeve in the ordeal. I searched the room thoroughly... nothing again. Bits of meat and claws hung to what was left of my suit as I trudged to the next room. I looked behind me in another bout of paranoia and startled myself. There was a line of fresh blood following behind me, I couldn't feel the injury, but I knew it was there. Clean cut, the worst kind of laceration you can get. Reaching the second door on the Floor, I heard the familiar chain-like patter of footsteps rushing up the stairs. Overwatch had been called in. I quickly ducked back into the first room, stripped down and bandaged myself as much as possible.
I hadn't ever been happy to see the Overwatch before. I always regarded them as mindless bags of metal... but one of the KING actually seemed to show compassion. He held out his hand, we shook. It was crazy... he motioned for me to leave and I did just that. No excuses. I trudged back to the Nexus HAP, walked by both 117 and 935. Holding my head high, even in my mission's failure. I felt like a god. I've told no one about what went on in that Apartment Complex. Somehow I think they would believe me weak to have been overcome. I ducked into the Training Room, it's become my haven. I repaired my armor briefly, but left the mask scarred... it seems fitting somehow.
I will write about the Second and Third nights another time. It's time for me to hit Stasis. ||::>
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// is one of those other stories me chocking the shit out of your RCT?
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// 'Couldn't let him down..' What?
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<::|| **AUDIO LOG**
I haven't much felt like typing so I've implemented an old speech-to-text program to my Datapad and routed it to access these logs. Rather simple. I find myself to be the only Unit active, well only visible one, and find myself greatly bored. I've hit my glass-ceiling, nothing left to strive for. But now I command a small army. They're all rather loyal, out of respect or fear... either is acceptable. I also find myself to be rather alone on my island. Finding intelligent conversation is next to impossible in the recent days. The closest thing to intelligence I found was in an Anti-Citizen. We were able to talk on end about our differing philosophies, and I actually converted him to the Combine World before I amputated him. It was rather amusing. I've also stopped harming the Subjects in interrogation. Why? Hurt someone enough and they'll tell you how Stonehenge was built. They'll tell you anything to make the pain stop.
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I am in the process of improving my armor. Ceramic plating, inner-chainmails and biogel injection systems. Now that I am Division Leader, I can do such things. My only hangup is weight. I have no augmentations that I know of... unless they've been slipping me them while I am in stasis, which I rarely am... I sit in a backroom of the Nexus and build. All of my projects... insanity. Mixtures of mechanics, biologicals and combat techniques. Thinking of new courses to run my Units through. The constant reoccurring factor is the Unit's mortality. Just a pesky thing. Maybe I can just weaponize the Necrotics better. It wouldn't be too difficult. 913 had a fairly good idea... Canisters filled with Headcrabs to be launched into Anti-Citizen areas... but I would really rather remove the facts of Friendly Fire. I don't want the Necrotics coming back after me if we go to view the progress. ||::>
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<::|| Daybreak, five days ago... I emerged from my Pod with a feeling of Order, Clarity, and... oddly sore. I stood, waiting for the nausea of Stasis to hit me, but it never did. Confused, I bumbled around, adjusting to the waking-world when I realized nothing was fitting correctly. Upon further examination of myself, I'd found that someone had changed my suit and taken my armband. I no longer had a welcoming Orange HELIX armband with a Division Leader emblem on it... There was no armband. Shoulder marks on my suit were Orange, still are. Emblem on my chest matched the shoulder stripes.... and that's about when it hit me.
I'd been promoted again. My first emotions were in this sequence: Rage, Denial, Uncertainty, Joy, then... nothing. I went about the day normally, trying not to think about what might happen to my Division. I may not have founded it, but I was the most promising of the Units chosen. With only Five of us that night, I rose to the top for a reason... but I guess the Benefactors had better plans for me. I have left command in the hands of 117. He is the only Unit to EVER match me in wit, or even hold a halfway legitimate argument with me... I hope HELIX fares better than NOVA did. I will miss my "Children" of HELIX, though... I guess in a way, all of the Divisions are now my children. They will start looking to me for Guidance, and I will be obligated to give it to them....
I was reading back in my old Logs. I used to be a nice young man... not so young, I suppose. I guess now that I have endless resources at my disposal, I shall return to my original project.... at my rank, I no longer have to shade it, I suppose. Electro-magnetic Weapons. Specifically targeting augmented Units, radios, and even a Vortigaunt's vortessence... to a degree. I will be making a device to input into the Overwatch. A small EMP-bomb that will completely short-circuit the Unit, stopping all functions, not just vitals. We do not need a repeat of Outlands.
Evening, four days ago... I've collected quite a congregation of Citizens. They come to me in the Plaza, questioning me about the Union. I guess it is because of my new stature that they see me as a Beacon of the Union. I am asked many questions, I answer them all. It seems to give them hope. Like I am what they could attain by being in the Union. Not a quivering heap of flesh, scrounging for their next meal... but a solider for the Benefactors. Easily passing judgement upon any that require it. One of the Citizens was very questioning. I answered all of her questions, she seemed to be the spokesperson for the "mob". It's a shame one of her eyes was removed, she would have made an amazing Unit. Very loyal and driven. I almost envy her, I wish I was that strong when I was a Citizen. I will recommend her for the Civil Worker's Union. It is a more fitting place for her.
The City was abnormally quiet after my questionings. All of the Citizens were moved along and I felt pride again. I very much enjoy it, it's a warmth in my chest that I never got before joining the UCA. While I was around, there was no real issue, the city was actually still and serene for once... then... the Recruits started questioning me... even worse, Oh-Fours. Telling me that their Leaders had not been active. Or that they hadn't received their training. Or even to the level of Recruits not having partners to patrol with. This WILL change. Even if the whole system needs to be torn down and rebuilt... we will fix this. ||::>
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//Wow, I am impressed. I have never seen a CCA such as yourself be so active in the logs. I don't do logs... well not yet and because of you I am inspired to do so. I hope I get a chance to RP with you : )
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// Log. Log all you can. It creates a good light from the community. If they see the cool shit we do on a daily basis, more people will join. :D
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// I will think of logging now, you know what, gonna start up a log : ) brb logs.
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<::|| I woke up and heard something I hadn't in a long time... Music. Singing, specifically. There was a citizen in detainment singing, loudly at that. I hadn't even gotten to the Elevator from the Staging Room (where my new Pod is, I like it) when it had stopped. I wrote it up to Stasis Madness or something, like the nightmares when I was "younger", because none of the other Units seemed to notice. On the way out of the Airlock, I noticed a Recruit. 522 was standing alone in the Airlock, not doing anything productive and asking into the Radio about a partner. I wanted to stretch my legs anyways, so I took him under my wing. I've been dealing with this Recruit a lot, may as well help him along. I remember when I was a Recruit, it was difficult times.
About an hour into the Patrol, all of the lights in the Plaza started to flicker. Looking around, my eyes jerked to one portion of the Plaza where lights were starting to burst. Too much power, something in the Nexus had failed, maybe the floodgates for limiting power to the City... Regardless, it happened. 117 jumped protectively infront of me and 522 leaped to my side. It was odd being protected... 522 took glass in the arm and 117 in the torso. Thick Divisional Leader armor protected him, but the Recruit needed stitches. I threw him a bandage and told him we'll get him patch up later...
During the power outage, some joker decided to start a Religious Sermon in the middle of the Plaza. Needless to say, that was quelled. He was grounded, after being on a Box, and talked to... up to a point. He called me a Demon, which, needless to say, I was not pleased about. I felt something new at that time too, it felt like a jolt of electricity went through my body and I could feel a slight tremble in my hands. It was my first surge of adrenaline since becoming augmentated, I guess it would go without saying to say that the Citizen had a very bad last few moments of life.... Bullrushed him with my shoulder down, knocked him into the wall. He staggered forwards and between breaths offered a prayer to his "God". Noticing the Lightpost next to me, I found it was a perfect time to make an example of him and I grabbed him by his collar and belt, turned in horizontally in the air and broke his back with the lamppost. Throwing him to the ground while he writhed, I took the moment to stare blankly at the Citizen crowd the attention had drawn. Last thing I felt was his skull crunching under my boot.
Afterwards, the Power was returned when the Recruit and I went into the Generator room, I showed him the nice lights and rebooted the power while we were there. I will make report for GRID later to update their security measures, but I've got no drive to do so now.
I am requesting logs from a neighboring City. Apparently, they had a little bit of an uprising... I have not decided if I will input them into my Logs, or hold them on my Datapad. I am curious as to know what really happened, it's a very strange situation, uprisings. We've had riots in the past, but not a full-scale assault on the Civil Protection. Maybe knowing more about a failed attempt will help to better understand it if it ever happens here. ||::>
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I remember when I was a Recruit, it was difficult times.
You remember being a recruit? As CmD? That is impressive seeing while you got augmented, you also lost your memory.
Not to mention you already did lose most of your memory while growing in the ranks before CmD.
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I remember when I was a Recruit, it was difficult times.
You remember being a recruit? As CmD? That is impressive seeing while you got augmented, you also lost your memory.
Not to mention you already did lose most of your memory while growing in the ranks before CmD.
// Kinda nice when you can read everything you've already written. :D
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// If you could get some good rp'ers together, you could actually try rp'ing an uprising(that fails)
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// I'd be up to that
set a standard
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// I'd be up to that
set a standard
// lets go, then?
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