Project Freelancer: The Freelancer's Sins

Project Freelancer: The Freelancer's Sins

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What happens when the 7 best freelancers are torn apart by the 7 deadly sins? Will they be able to stay friends? (Based off of Red vs. Blue)

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http://rvb.wikia.com/wiki/project_freelancer this is based off of red vs. blue but i'm gonna mix it up a bit. you don't have to watch it to join.

Introduction

"We met two months ago.... We changed a month and a half ago.... I didn't know a will to help our world would cause so much destruction." She stopped for a long pause as she collected her thoughts.
"Please forgive me as I try to tell you OUR sins as to make up for them in some way or to maybe steer you away from us.... My name... What was it again?... Oh! Ah yes, my real name is Artemis Rune. It surprises me that I even went by that name at some point... No! I can't get side tracked again! It'll take over again! It's made this way... The seven deadly sins.... I.... I have Wrath... I didn't mean to do any of it!!.... I'm so sorry... I didn't want this to happen at all... We all met two months ago. We became friends easily. We all wanted to help our world... We didn't know we were the enemies... We were issued our own armor and after a bit of training, we were ranked. I didn't expect to come out on top... I thought it was great at the time... Turned out that I would be the first one affected by this "Amazing" Artificial Intelligence... The AI that makes you stronger everyday but has a "minor" side affect of one of the seven deadly sins.... As I said before, I got Wrath.... This was when it got complicated.... The first sign of our struggle to stay together.... They ranked us... They tore us apart by that one sign... How sad that we could be so easily manipulated... If we-.... Maybe if we-.... I don't know... All I know now is that I'm not letting them get away with this. Me and Greed are the first ones to get out.... Greed helped me see the light.... Hopefully we can save the others and maybe, just maybe, I could f@#$%^* gut that god d#%$ director!!"

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If you guys didn't get it from the intro, this RP is about 7 random people who were picked to join project freelancer. After a month and a half, Artemis was operated on and was given an AI named Wrath. After awhile, they slowly start to feel the sin starting to take over their lives and not do anything else but follow it. These sins also start ripping apart their friendships and trust. Freelancers go by a state name (Excluding Florida) instead of a real name.

There is also the Director and Counselor. The Director is the leader of Project Freelancer. He/she is the one who gives the orders and he/she is the one you'll be talking to if you make mistakes. The Counselor is the voice of reason sometimes and helps the Director. He/she is also the one who interrogates people. He/she may even interrogate his/her own people.

For those of you who watch Red vs. Blue, the other Project Freelancer didn't happen. We are project freelancer. The director has taken his gift from the chairman and abused it to give himself power. The Chairman and The Insurrection are working together to try and take us down. Who will you choose?

Characters:

Project Freelancer

The Director - (Reserved by MaliceinWonderland)
(Is addicted to the thought of power. He has a goal that he/she has only kept to himself. Favorites Wrath because of her strength. PM me if your going to reserve him/her and reserve in OOC)

The Counselor - (Open)
(Helps The Director as much as he/she can. Is the interrogator and gives the run downs on missions.)

Wrath - Alaska - Artemis Rune - Taken by Kaire23
(A sweet girl who turned out to be the strongest in the group. She wouldn't do anything to hurt her friends and wouldn't even think of fighting them.... Before she was given Wrath.)

Envy - (Reserved by MaliceinWonderland)
(After Envy starts to affect them, they are envious of everyone. They especially hate Wrath for staying number 1 once it starts to affect them)

Greed - California - Amy Negrino - Taken by Rougeshadow
(After greed started to affect them, he started selling info for money. They later find out which side is good and tries to help their friends see the truth)

Pride - Michigan - Sierra Aryos - Taken by Tsukiakari
(After Pride started to affect them, they feel that they are the best and is infuriated once they notice they aren't. They also take Envy's side and hate Wrath. They also feel The Director favors Wrath.)

Gluttony - (Open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Sloth - Rhode Island (Rhode) - Matt Chesterfield - Taken by AceofSpade
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Lust - Vermont - Cody Skeem - Taken by Bugbuster
(After Lust starts to affect them, they hit on any person in the group and may even take it farther. They are a real charmer and always gets their way.)

UNSC

The Chairman - (Open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Soilder 1 - (Open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Soilder 2 - (open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Insurrection

Leader - (Open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Soilder 1 - (Open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

Soilder 2 - (Open)
(No description. Completely up to you.)

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        [b]State:[/b] (If applicable. This is going to be your nickname. It is one out of the 49 states (Florida is NOT included)
        [b]Age:[/b] (18 and up)
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        [b]Sin:[/b](If applicable)

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        [b]Picture:[/b]

        [b]Sexual Orientation:[/b] (Straight? Homosexual?)
        [b]Likes:[/b] (at least 3)
        [b]Dislikes:[/b](At least 3)
        [b]Fears:[/b]
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        [b]Armor Enhancement[/b]
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        [b]A.I. Attribute:[/b] (Lust may make you a good schmoozer, Wrath, a better fighter, Envy, a great stealer.)

        [b]Appearance:[/b]
        [b]Personality:[/b]
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(If you have any ideas for this RP, they can be said in the OOC. I promise I'll read each one.)

Toggle Rules

1) No God Modding.
2) What I say goes.
3) Know how to spell and NO TEXT TALK!
4) Violence is supposed to happen.
5) Don't overdue swearing. (Starred the intro because who knows who reading. don't have to star it when posting.)
6) We have Lust in the group. There will be romance, just fade to black and make sure it's fine with the other. Don't force anything.
7) Please, at least 3 lines in a post.
8) Be active and if you're going to be gone, PM or tell me in the OOC so I know what to do with your character.
9) No cannons
10) HAVE FUN!!!
P.S. If you read the rules, put Alaska at the bottom of your character sheet.

The Story So Far... Write a Post » as written by 5 authors

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune

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Artemis walked out of the ship. She smiled as she looked around. This place was huge!
'This is just one step closer to getting to you... Leon' Artemis thought as she walked in. She wondered what she'd find in this place and who'd she meet. Walking in, she saw a big, blue leader board that was numbered one through seven.

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune Character Portrait: Cody Skeem

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Cody stretched and opened his eye's, he yawned and smiled as he had taken a little nap on the ride over. He glanced around before walking around to find this place was fairly large. He then stopped and took a few steps back and poked his head in staring at the large blue leader board. "I wonder what that's for..." He said rubbing the back of his neck.

His eye's then moved to a girl looking at the leader board aswell... Cody raised his eyebrow as he considered saying hello.

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Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos

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At the back of the Pelican-class troop transport, a small shape clad in a form-fitting black jumpsuit meant for armor-mounting slowly rose and glanced about, brushing her bright orange hair from her eyes as she scanned the hangar around her. Although her features were composed, dignified, and calm, there was a certain light in her eyes that suggested a deep, intense excitement that belied her outer placidity. But, then again, why shouldn't she be excited? She, Sierra Aryos, had finally been selected as a candidate for an Agent's commission in Project Freelancer, one of the most reputed super soldier institutions in the UNSC. But that prestige wasn't the reason she was here. No, the reason was, quite simply, that this most elite soldier corps was the purpose that had redefined her life, given her existence meaning after her innocent, carefree self had been broken and shattered on the battlefields of the far reaches of the UNSC's colonized space.

This force was the very same one that had saved her life all those years ago. And, ever since that time, she had striven relentlessly to prepare herself, to train until she became worthy of joining the soldiery she so admired.

And now, she finally had. A slight smile playing upon her lips, she quickly dismounted. This facility was one she knew well, even if she hadn't been on base since she was a child. But, even still, during the brief period where the Freelancer program had taken her in prior to transfer to a military orphanage, this place had been her home, and it had left its mark on her. The scoreboard she knew so well had been wiped blank, the old names of the famous Agents in her day removed to make way for a new generation of seven, the party who had just arrived along with her. Raising her hands, she covered her eyes against the bright lights of the hangar while at the same time pointing directly at the scoreboard, uncaring of the people around her who very well might not understand her gesture. Then, miming a gun with her hand, she fired, aiming straight for the top in more ways than one.

That spot there. She had claimed it. And one day, it would belong to her, Sierra Aryos, the one who would become the greatest Agent of Project Freelancer!

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: Cody Skeem Character Portrait: Matt Chesterfield

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Matt shuffled himself out of the troop transport and into the hanger bay, his dull eyes peeling open reluctantly to regard the gray world around him with casual indifference. His entrance was heralded by the soft whirring of gears as his mechanical arm calibrated and adjusted expertly to minute movements, seamlessly integrating itself with his own thoughts. The harsh contrast in light which cascaded down from the roofs to greet his vision forced him blink as he stepped down with a soft thud, his black boots rasping against the metal formwork of the deck. Falling in behind a lithe yet curvaceous soldier whose form was accentuated by her figure hugging jumpsuit, Matt looked well constructed, his head planted high enough to observe the view beyond her fiery red hair.

As he waited courteously for her to pace ahead, she form a pistol with her hand before aiming it. Matt followed her aim to the blank scoreboards which taunted them with the promise of competition and empty praise. The young woman's gesture likewise caused him to raise an eyebrow, such notions of ranking didn't matter to him, so long as he completed the mission successfully. He heaved a sigh and duly glanced upon the others, another young woman and man whose gazes had likewise been drawn to the scoreboard before craning his next back to the woman in front of him.

"You're awfully eager, is the scoreboard that important to you?" he asked cluelessly, curling a finger around his fringe in contemplation. Beneath the stoic facade, Matt could feel her bustling excitement like a blaze burning everything around her. A certain adaptedness in terms of reading people came to him when you were as apathetic as someone like he was, like the other young man with barely contained lust and silver haired woman who smell sweet. He didn't understand people like this, where they really fit to be soldiers?

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: Cody Skeem Character Portrait: Matt Chesterfield Character Portrait: The Director

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A small smile grew on Cody's lips as he chuckled a little, he didn't care about the ranking on a 1 to 7 he knew they were some of the best and Cody had his own agenda for joining the program. Cody glanced over his shoulder at the other two, he felt a little insecure without his knife. He was always used to feeling it's weight. He'd wait a little longer before he could get it back.

Cody eye's turned back to the silver haired women as he still smiled, he wondered how all this would turn out.

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A women in a gray uniform stood in a black room watching some moniters, she had one of her rare smile appear as she watched the new recruits disembark from the shuttle, she turned to her assistant, "They look promising. Don't they." she then turned on her heel and walking out of before the other women could say a word.

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Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: Matt Chesterfield

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A voice from behind Sierra attracted her attention, drawing her out of her reverie. It seemed another of the new trainees had noticed her actions and was questioning her about them. She hadn't exactly socialized with any of the others on the shuttle, nor did she particularly intend to, so she didn't know nor really care about the name of the young man speaking to her. But, she supposed, now that she had been addressed, she would have to respond. And so, she did so, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone that suggested a statement of the obvious as she turned to face the one just emerging from the docked Pelican. A sardonic, self-assured smirk on her face, she replied coolly.

"Of course I'm interested in it. That scoreboard is more than just a prestige system. Didn't you know? The higher your rank on the board, the more independent action you are allowed to. For an Agent, being trusted to act instantly without having to lose time consulting superiors for new orders allows you a higher possibility of success in the field. Independent action is everything on a mission. Thus, the higher your rank, the higher your chance of success. With an advantage like that, who wouldn't be interested?"

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Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: Matt Chesterfield

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"Of course I'm interested in it. That scoreboard is more than just a prestige system. Didn't you know? The higher your rank on the board, the more independent action you are allowed to. For an Agent, being trusted to act instantly without having to lose time consulting superiors for new orders allows you a higher possibility of success in the field. Independent action is everything on a mission. Thus, the higher your rank, the higher your chance of success. With an advantage like that, who wouldn't be interested?"

The young woman paused and glanced at Matt with an icy expression, like he’d disrupted her from something important. She turned to him then, looking at him with a measure of scorn reflected in her cold, blue eyes, as though he was a cockroach at the end of her boot. As ever, Matt’s only reply could be silky impassiveness, apparently immune to the leering sentiment of her condescending tone.

He heaved a sigh eventually, his own dark eyes wandering aimlessly into the depths of the hanger for a moment. Briefly, he regretted opening dialogue with her. When it came to dealing with people like this he was a clueless as a child. His gaze glided back to her, noticing the self confidence seemingly oozing from her figure. Something else felt hidden behind her thinly veiled practical reasoning though. It made sense if you wanted leadership over the mission, but she hadn’t even mentioned leadership, she’d talked about trust instead. To Matt, it almost sounded like the scoreboard was her mission.

“Every agent is already trusted with the measure of independence necessary to complete their mission. Once out in the field, we’ll have to be, radio contact with HQ won’t always be available. Additional thoughts on ranking are a distraction and wasted effort,” Matt replied despondently, a placid expression seemingly etched into his creamy skin, “Complete the mission effectively above all else, that's enough for people like me.”

The soft whirring of gears continued in the background as his mechanical arm bent up and scratched the side of his cheek. A smile without any mirth parted his lips then, Matt having long since lost ability to smirk normally, "Best of luck with your endeavours though."

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune Character Portrait: Cody Skeem

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Artemis looked to the side and was suprised this guy was looking at her. She then noticed on closer inspection (Not that close) that he was smiling too so she smiled warmly back.
"Oh! Hi. My name is Artemis." She said happily and extended her hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you."

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Cody eye's blinked a little rapidly as Artemis had spoken to Cody. His eye's then looked down at Artemis's hand extended towards him, he then looked up his smile growing a little.

"My name's Cody," he said shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you Artemis."

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Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: Matt Chesterfield

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"True. We're to be entrusted with the authority to complete our missions as is. But, there's something to be said for a blank check, isn't there? The independent action to improvise at will is above and beyond the simple command 'Do what is nessecary, within limits.'" Sierra emphasized the final words as she responded, seeming both aggravated and yet stimulated by the attitude of the other recruit. Being contradicted served to both provide her both with the nuisance of not being believed and the activity of explaining her position and overthrowing the arguments leveled against it, making it both a burden and a pleasure. It was complicated. "Mission completion is always to be our foremost goal, but that doesn't mean there aren't other things to strive for, especially when those things provide advantages toward our main objective. Simply relying on the most basic resources available without aiming for the highest chance of success possible is just laziness, and we who, as Agents, will be expected to be nothing short of perfection, can't be weighed down by disregard of that sort," She concluded matter-of-factly, placing a hand on her hip for emphasis and titling her head slightly as though to ask "Don't you agree? Or is there something else I can explain for you?" It wasn't an expression of outright hostility, but there was something cold and dismissive about it, to be sure.

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Amy huffed softly as she opened up the door that lead from the cockpit of the Pelican transport, hiding in there as the ship landed. She preferred to be out of the spotlight as much as possible and away from the rest of the new recruits...ammeters she called them. The woman flicked her hair back and followed behind them silently with her head low and listening to the conversations. When they went into the room, she would take a move towards the corner and watched from a distance. She was trying to piece all of the parts of the puzzle together

The woman's armor held up in her inspection, her hands checking over the plates of her armor looking like they had taken some fire in the past but was never fully repaired. Mementos she thought. The people around her were talking but she wasn't really paying attention. She just watched and thought to herself. If she had to work with them, she had to try and get into their heads

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The Director strode in followed by two guards who were in step with her and a assistant jogging after them, she stopped under the score board and turned to the group assembled. "Hello, please call me the Director, with pleasantries aside, time to get started. You all were chosen for your skills which have been better then others in your fields. This program will help you surpass any boundaries you may have. However in turn I need your absolute cooperation." her voice was cold and calculating as her eye's moved over each of them as if judging them already.

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As the Director walked in he snapped a salute and stood at attention, he listened intently throughout her small speech but Cody felt a shivered as she looked straight at him no almost through him he thought.

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"Well, I guess that ends the discussion," Sierra said matter-of-factly as the door opened opposite the hangar from them, and they were called to attention. She immediately straightened, assuming an air of military professionalism and discipline, and striking a salute, although she lowered it when the Director said "with pleasantries aside," which was basically shorthand for "At ease." And then, the Director began to speak, and welcomed them to the project. If Sierra was a less convicted person, she might have had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. This was it... she had finally made it to the main ranks of Project Freelancer! For too long she had trained on the sidelines, a mere potential candidate, or, at best, an enforcer for the Project in which she wished to become the foremost and ultimate soldier. And now, finally, here she was, one of seven who would compete for that honor. Where once her potential enemies numbered in the hundreds, now she had only to worry about six people and the scoreboard that now towered above her like the judgement seat of God. And, soon enough, it would be her name that was placed at the very highest point of that edifice, for all to see and know that she had finally overcome herself and achieved her dreams.

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: The Director

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Artemis was about to answer back to Cody before the Director walked in. She quickly stiffened and saluted as she entered.
'This is it Artemis. Your say has come.' She thought to herself as she felt happiness rush through her. Project Freelancer would help her achieve her dreams and find her brother. For this, she would do anything.

"Hello, please call me the Director, with pleasantries aside, time to get started. You all were chosen for your skills which have been better then others in your fields. This program will help you surpass any boundaries you may have. However in turn I need your absolute cooperation." The Director said to which another agent relaxed so she did too. The Director than moved on to inspect them.

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Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos Character Portrait: Matt Chesterfield Character Portrait: The Director

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"Mission completion is always to be our foremost goal, but that doesn't mean there aren't other things to strive for, especially when those things provide advantages toward our main objective. Simply relying on the most basic resources available without aiming for the highest chance of success possible is just laziness, and we who, as Agents, will be expected to be nothing short of perfection, can't be weighed down by disregard of that sort,"

Matt's mouth pursed, drawing across his cheeks in an expressionless fashion as he formulated the words to counter her earlier response. Before he could proceed however, she halted him, her eyes directing his attention to the doorway.

"Well, I guess that ends the discussion," the young woman stated.

No sooner had the words left her mouth did the double doors open with a crack which echoed across the hanger bay. Matt's eyes narrowed in the location of the approaching woman flanked by two guards and another lithe woman. The figure at the head of the group strode swiftly and purposefully, taking powerful strides as she approached the collection of soldiers. She came to a halt underneath the scoreboard, the soft light falling from the screen and highlighting her sharp, yet youthful features. Despite this she held an undeniable air of authority about her, sending her blue eyes roaming over their mottley congregation and measuring every inch of them without restraint. Matt righted himself swiftly and stood to attention in favour of showing good courtesy, imitating the lessons he'd been taught in all his years of basic training. Her lips parted as she caught their attention fully, "Hello, please call me the Director, with pleasantries aside, time to get started. You all were chosen for your skills which have been better then others in your fields. This program will help you surpass any boundaries you may have. However in turn I need your absolute cooperation."

The Director. Matt mulled. The Director's words were spoken without a trace of sympathy or warmth, instead she oozed of cold pragmatism. Upright, proud and uncompromising where Matt's initial impressions as he returned her gaze with the ease, his face painted with a placid expression which seemed permanently fixed. To show his cooperation he nodded simply, a single motion wrapped within his determination.

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A small smile grew on her lips, barely noticible. "Good," she glanced at the man standing beside her writing some things on a clip board. "Get them preped and ready. Training begin's now." she then walked out of the room followed by the two guards.

Her assistant looked up missing that her boss had left and quickly scrambled after her. The man turned to the group assembled, "Your armor and weapons are in the next room, this will act as your 'Locker Room' aswell. Welcome to Project Freelancer." He finished and pointed to the door on his left opposite the one the director exited.

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Cody watched her leave as he turned his attention to the man now speaking. He smirked as the mention of armor and weapons, he'd be getting his knive's back then. He just nodded and bgan his way into the other room, a determined look in his eye's.

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Amy huffed softly and watched the Director's little speech. What a prissy little bitch...she thought as she sped quickly off towards the next room. She wanted to try and get to her gear ahead of the others, crowds right now werent really her thing. She would turn and head through the doors towards her new found armor and life while an eye turned behind her to watch everything...

She didnt trust them as of this point

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Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos

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Sierra grinned competitively as the Director concluded in just a few words, and the group was instructed to move into the armory adjoined to the hangar area to gather their equipment and prepare for training. The young Freelancer had to admit, this was one of the things she had looked forward to with the most eagerness. Their new equipment... in training, the suits and auxiliary gear they had used were all mostly leftover, outdated models from the UNSC, refurbished for use as training systems. The armor waiting for them now, however, was worlds apart from this shoddy beginner's kit. These were the advanced, prototype MJOLNIR suits used by Project Freelancer: the best of the best. And now, Sierra was about to get her own.

She wasted no time in quickly entering the armory, and, locating a large case labeled with her name and service number, quickly hastened over to it and, opening it, began to examine her new gear with an approving air.

Clearly modeled on the Scout series of MJOLNIR suits, the armor nevertheless had a clear amount of personalization that had been done to it. Alterations done to the armor plates, new systems affixed to improve performance, camoflage strips and ammunition slots, overhauled energy shielding systems, and what looked to be several pieces of built-in weaponry in its various joints all became visible upon a quick examination, and Sierra smiled, very pleased with the unit she was about to receive. Although its color, a bluish-green shade that seemed to shimmer and change slightly as unfamiliar light struck it - probably an adaptive paint coating meant to serve as passive camoflage in grassland, forested, and aquatic environments - wasn't exactly her usual - her training suit had been bright scarlet, earning her the nickname of "Scarlet Meteor" (totally not a Char reference...) - it would give her yet another tactical advantage, which made it superior to the original regardless of silly things such as personal preference.

Finishing her inspection of her new kit, she quickly set about donning it to give it a trial run, stepping into the container and preparing for automated assembly. The armor was, for the most part, far too heavy for a Human being to lift, requiring the assistance of machinery instead. But, as she was already clad in the undersuit meant for exactly this sort of gear, it was a simple matter to quickly slide into the complex mesh of interlocking plates, as though she had just stepped into a dragon's scales. Countless soft clicks rang through the air as, piece by piece, the greaves, leggings, chestplate, pauldrons, and bracers were all swiftly attached to their owner. And then, finally, brushing back her twin tails of orange hair, the young Freelancer took up her helmet, and slid it over her head, the seals making a satisfying hiss as they engaged around her neck, locking down the suit completely and finally.

For an instant, her world was engulfed in darkness, the powerless helmet allowing in no light from the outside world. But in the blink of an eye, countless lights flared to life across her view as the HUD powered up and engaged, an image of the view beyond her metallic shell projected by electronic eyes, with vital statistics, motion tracker data, communications and squad status, and countless other bits of miscellaneous, relevant data projected around its edges.

Raising her arm, Sierra grinned at the feeling of power that flowed through her as countless tiny motors acquiesced to her motion in an instant, raising even the incomprehensible weight that now encased her being with the ease of raising a single finger. Turning her head, she began to glance about, readjusting to the feel of the new interface as her view shifted about her. It might have been daunting to a novice, so many complex systems flashing and glowing before one's eyes, one's view showing only a steady, motionless field of vision that only shifted with the movements of one's head, no matter where one's eyes actually looked... But to her, an experienced veteran of similar, if less advanced systems, it was as natural as breathing to her, and in an instant, she had already gotten a fairly good feel for her new armor. Now there was just one more thing to do.

Searching about herself, Sierra's eyes swiftly fell upon the weapons palette beneath her, and, stooping down, she snatched up the familiar arsenal before her. Twin magnums were swiftly strapped to her sides, one to each leg, while the familiar shape of her customized Designated Marksman Rifle was slung over her back with a practiced, professional attitude. And then, with the force of a stampeding elephant, she took a step forward, her impossibly heavy, armored body dropping from the equipment case with an unnatural fluidity. A loud clang rang through the air as the extra-thick floor plating contacted her metal boot, a satisfying echo sounding out even after she had landed. Then, she slowly glanced about her at the others who, like herself had begun to don their gear. Once the others had finished getting into their suits, Sierra activated her suit's external speaker system as well as squad communications, and, after checking the status of each of the other Freelancers to ensure she was linked up, spoke out of habit, going through standard procedure for equipment checks and unit synchronization - or "synch" - before an op.

"Sierra Aryos, testing systems. I hope you all read me. Synch, confirm?"

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By creating Collectibles, you can reward your players with unique items that accentuate their character sheets.


Once an Item has been created, it can be spawned in the IC using /spawn Item Name (case-sensitive, as usual) — this can be followed with /take Item Name to retrieve the item into the current character's inventory.

Mobs

Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!

Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!

Current Mobs

No mobs have been created yet.

Spawns

Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.

Events

You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.

Permissions

Add and remove other people from your Universe.

Orphanage

By marking a character as abandoned, you can offer them to your players as pre-made character sheets.

Character Portrait: The Director
3 sightings The Director played by Bugbuster
"Failure is not a option."

The Forge

Use your INK to craft new artifacts in Project Freelancer: The Freelancer's Sins. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.

Notable Items

No items have been created yet!

The Market

Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.

Market Data

Market conditions are unknown. Use caution when trading.

Quick Buy (Items Most Recently Listed for Sale)

Open Stores

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Character Portrait: Artemis Rune
Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos
Character Portrait: Cody Skeem
Character Portrait: California

Newest

Character Portrait: California
California

"I love things that fly"

Character Portrait: Cody Skeem
Cody Skeem

Lust

Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos
Sierra Aryos

"Oi, oi... I may not have much to be proud of, but if there's one thing I have confidence in, it's my aim. Don't get cocky, or you might find yourself missing a few important parts."

Character Portrait: Artemis Rune
Artemis Rune

Wrath

Trending

Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos
Sierra Aryos

"Oi, oi... I may not have much to be proud of, but if there's one thing I have confidence in, it's my aim. Don't get cocky, or you might find yourself missing a few important parts."

Character Portrait: Cody Skeem
Cody Skeem

Lust

Character Portrait: California
California

"I love things that fly"

Character Portrait: Artemis Rune
Artemis Rune

Wrath

Most Followed

Character Portrait: Sierra Aryos
Sierra Aryos

"Oi, oi... I may not have much to be proud of, but if there's one thing I have confidence in, it's my aim. Don't get cocky, or you might find yourself missing a few important parts."

Character Portrait: Artemis Rune
Artemis Rune

Wrath

Character Portrait: Cody Skeem
Cody Skeem

Lust

Character Portrait: California
California

"I love things that fly"


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