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Elena Centro

GI Joe Intelligence Operative.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Zarhara

Description

Name: Elena Centro (cover name)
Race: Black
Sex: Female
Age: 26
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Occupation: GI Joe Intelligence Operative
Weight:120
Height:5'7"
Hair color and style: Black shoulder length.
Eye color: Hazel
Clothing: Usually seen in her Jacket Jacket that goes down to about mid thigh.
Piercings/Tatoos/markings (if any): Ears are pierced
Personality: Upbeat and always willing offer advice but can turn completely cold.
Habits: Fixing her hair and listening on others conversations.
Likes: Men, Weapons, science fiction, history
Dislikes: People who try to correct her.
Skills: Trained in espionage. Very adept in fitting in often wearing disguises and using code names.

Equipment

Dual baby Browning pistols.
Steel strikers with rubber grips electrically charged and can twist together to form a club like weapon.
Wrist computer
Data pad
Purse
C4 disguised as gum along with a pen detonator
3 throwing knives.
Poisoned Mints
Emp disguised as a cell phone
Camera earrings/sunglasses.
FiveSeveN with laser sight and suppressor.
FN2K With sniper attachment.

History

-Classified-

So begins...

Elena Centro's Story

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Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Kianna Character Portrait: Lawrence Anderson Character Portrait: Confederation Protection Force Character Portrait: Lochlyn Haley Character Portrait: Varden Expeditionary Fleet
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The ship remained still, it seemed to be waiting for something or the people inside were preparing something. As the Aschen attempted to make contact with the ship, the ship began to ascend slowly. One would probably assume it was getting ready to leave due to being contacted, but the ship stopped moving after a few seconds.

A hatch on the bottom of the ship opened up. But, the ship did nothing else. The open hatch led to darkness from below, the only thing seen inside were several mechanical arms seeming to grab and move things. Maybe it was a cargo ship, the ship didn't seem to have any immediately noticeable weapons on it.

That was until the mechanical arms began to lower from the hatch, they held a large egg-shaped object.

Soon the object began to drop from the mechanical arms, falling to the ground below. Upon contact with the surface it would explode, the effects of the explosion seemed to be devastating to a good portion of the city directly.

The shockwave from the explosion possibly flipping vehicles, compromising the foundations of buildings, sending people flying or bursting eardrums.

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Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Kianna Character Portrait: Lawrence Anderson Character Portrait: Confederation Protection Force Character Portrait: Lochlyn Haley Character Portrait: Varden Expeditionary Fleet
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The Military response was swift once the initial explosion rocked the city. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of lives were suddenly extinguished. The City was suddenly rocked to it's foundation as the explosion blasted out buildings and flattened skyscrapers near the epicenter.

McKenna and the others near the Police station would be privy to the explosion. The dull thundering in the distance before the CPF Officer screamed. "Get down!" Before he grabbed the group and threw them to the floor as the shock-wave blew through windows and threw debris and papers all through the Police station.

It wasn't long before a second crack echoed through the city. But this one was different. In an automatic response, Van Graff Missile Base had responded to the sudden attack, diverting it's Anti-Orbital Magnetic Acceleration Cannon perched on a mountaintop it had locked onto the strange ship and it had opened fire, hurling a single high-caliber slug of ferric-tungsten towards the vessel. The speed was astonishing, and approaching light speeds, the projectile left a contrail of superheated plasma in it's wake, cutting slap through most shields and armor, and reducing the ship to slag in mere seconds.

The Sheer Kinetic energy of the projectile would enable it not only to cripple the ship, but punch a hole clean through the center. Afterall stopping a projectile with this much kinetic energy required near infinite energy and the thermodynamic energy released would vaporize the ship, and half the planet.

The Military of course watched and waited to see if the dust cleared and they would need to fire another shot.

Inviere watched the interference on the DRADIS, before she opened a Channel to Admiral Harkin. "Maintain approach, hopefully this did the trick."

Shortly after the initial blast, fires began to dot the city, and the wail of sirens echoed in the distance as First Responders mobilized to mitigate the damage.




Shortly after the attack, Televisions across the Aschen Empire were tuned into the Minister of Defense, Helene Chaska as she delivered her address to the Quorum, and the Aschen People;

Good evening.

Today, our fellow citizens, our way of life, our very society came under attack in a deliberate and deadly terrorist act.

The victims were in the streets, or in their offices -- secretaries, businessmen and women, military and federal workers. Moms and dads. Friends and neighbors.

Thousands of lives were suddenly ended by evil, despicable acts of terror.

The pictures of alien starships dropping bombs, fires burning, huge structures collapsing, have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness and a quiet, unyielding anger.

These acts of mass murder were intended to frighten our nation into chaos and retreat. But they have failed. Our country is strong. A great people has been moved to defend a great nation.

Terrorist attacks can shake the foundations of our biggest buildings, but they cannot touch the foundation of This Empire. These acts shatter steel, but they cannot dent the steel of Aschen resolve.

The United Aschen Empire was targeted for attack because we're the brightest beacon for order, prosperity and opportunity in the galaxy. And no one will keep that light from shining.

Today, our nation saw evil, the very worst of human nature, and we responded with the best of the Empire, with the daring of our rescue workers, with the caring for strangers and neighbors who came to give blood and help in any way they could.

Immediately following the attack, I implemented our government's emergency response plans. Our military is powerful, and it's prepared. Our emergency teams are working in Caprica City and Delphi, to help with local rescue efforts.

Our first priority is to get help to those who have been injured and to take every precaution to protect our citizens at home and around the galaxy from further attacks.

The functions of our government continue without interruption. Imperial agencies in Caprica which had to be evacuated today are reopening for essential personnel tonight and will be open for business tomorrow.

Our financial institutions remain strong, and the Aschen economy will be open for business as well.

The search is underway for those who are behind these evil acts. I've directed the full resources for our intelligence and law enforcement communities to find those responsible and bring them to justice. We will make no distinction between the terrorists who committed these acts and those who harbor them.

I appreciate so very much the members of Quorum who have joined me in strongly condemning these attacks. And on behalf of the Aschen people, I thank the many galactic leaders who have called to offer their condolences and assistance.

The Aschen Empire and our friends and allies join with all those who want peace and security in the galaxy and we stand together to win the war against terrorism.

Tonight I ask for your prayers for all those who grieve, for the children whose worlds have been shattered, for all whose sense of safety and security has been threatened. And I pray they will be comforted by a power greater than any of us spoken through the ages in Zeus; 21:3: "Even though I walk through the valley of the impending doom, verily, i shall fear no evil, for You are with me."

This is a day when all Aschen from every walk of life unite in our resolve for justice and peace. The Aschen have stood down enemies before, and we will do so this time.

None of us will ever forget this day, yet we go forward to defend freedom and all that is good and just in our world.

Thank you. Good night and may his Merciful shadow, fall upon you.

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Nothing looked good in the skies. A large, unfamiliar vessel loomed at large, casting a bleak shadow over everything. Other ships had begun to occupy the atmosphere, many shuttles were departing, many fires lined the horizon. Roana waited as Kelby cleared her way through the thick line of riot cops surrounding the building. They argued with Kelby at first, but thankfully she had presented her ID before actions were taken. They hadn't cleared Roana. She would need a pass, which was Kelby's top priority. The main atrium was crowded, but there was an easy path to the door. Eyebrows were raised, a co-worker waved, many were suprised she had made it at all it seemed. With a set jaw, she all but slammed her I.D. on the receptionist's desk.

"Need a guest pass."
The receptionist didn't look pleased at her phone conversation being interrupted. Her eyelids closed and wrinkled in an exagerated fashion as she reached slowly for the guest ID card. Sliding it across the counter, the woman tapped it twice before returning full attention to the phone call. It was her sister, by the sound of it. Kelby didn't care: she had to get back to Roana.

Outside, Roana waited impatiently in the crowd. They were mulling about, chanting of riots, while she stood in the mix of people between those spitting in the face of the assembled police. She was one of the people ready to fade through their ranks if the rioters did strike: ready to be protected. Her phone made a noise, indicating she had a message. That's right!

Roana fumbled her phone from her purse, slinging it back over her shoulder and tapping through the lock screens.

_Where r u

Braxton. Her heart skipped a beat, grasping the device in both hands and sweeping in a reply.

Graystone Indst. u safe? _

There she waited, staring at the phone, while inside Kelby fought through a crowd that had thickened while the receptionist recieved her. Where had this crowd come from? With a frustrated sigh she pulled out her research badge and began elbowing through. Had to get Roana, who outside was fully attended by her phone. Braxton had replied quickly; a good sign if there ever was one.

_4now. U?

Roana hammered in a reply, looking up as there was a noise. A strange noise. She nearly dropped her phone, but instead typed something else in and hit send. She then shoved the phone back into her bag. All around her, everyone else had taken to staring at the sky. Out of the large unfamiliar vessel descended arms. At least, they would be arms if they had been human. Fear and disgust crossed her face, the crowds began to grow silent. In the strange mechanical arms was an egg. It could be nothing good, for it was nothing familiar. Inside, many hiders by the window had gone silent at a child's shouts to "LOOK!" Kelby had made it to the door, and was negociating passage when they turned to observe the arms, the egg. Kelby screamed in horror.

The silent crowd raged at once, surging towards the Graystone Industries main building. Roana was caught in the shuffle, her bag at some point becoming detached from her. A heavily armed officer, possibly an army guy, grabbed her and flung to the ground with Roana. She had been far too busy watching, forever imprinting into her mind, what it looked like when a bomb was dropped.

The claw had let go.

Inside, everyone spilled into back rooms, downstairs, anywhere but where they were. Kelby managed to wrestle through two doors and find a spot in a toilet stall. The bomb was dropped and, for both girls, all turned to darkness.



Down the hall, as Kelby drifted to consciousness, there was activity. Why was she asleep, and why was she wet? It was cold and echoey where ever she was, and it was awfully dark...and her foot was asleep. In a...toilet? Yes, in a toilet. Her location had been identified, when she noticed she was surrounded in rubble. Bricks of some sort, and plaster possibly?

It all rushed back to her as someone sobbing not ten feet away was heard. They choked on their moans, babbling nonsense and shuffling around. The sobs turned to shrieks, shrieks with words and a name. Accusing shrieks that somehow sounded farther than she knew they were. Kelby cringed, as memories took place of irritation and wet shoes. There had been something large, they had all be staring outside at...

Roana.

Kelby scrambled, climbing under the fallen bathroom stall wall and over rubble from the collapsed corner of the room. Apparently she had chosen her safety place wisely. Rushing water began to mix with the sobs, as she realized her shoes were more than just wet. Her shoes were soaked. Had a sink...exploded? The cries morphed into wails. Kelby felt her way around the wall to the door, as the sounds of someone losing their sanity with their dead friend in their arms droned on. In the hall, low lights had activated along the floor in beans. People rushed by, but they still sounded far away. Had her hearing gone? She was slightly dizzy... It was dusty here...Not a good sign. Kelby pulled her shirt over her mouth. Mournfully, she thought of her friend.

Roana.

As she came to the main atrium lobby of the building, the breath left Kelby completely. Dust caked everything, and the air. Glass was shattered, people were strewn about. Corpses. She pulled her shirt over her mouth again. A broadcast could just be heard, she wobbled forth and angled an ear, as other survivors straggled to life. Kelby reached a grave conclusion, a single tear pushed a shining trail down her cheek. Through the dust, in silence, she grieved her loss.

Roana...was surely dead out there.

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Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Kianna Character Portrait: Lawrence Anderson Character Portrait: Confederation Protection Force Character Portrait: Lochlyn Haley Character Portrait: Varden Expeditionary Fleet
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The ship was split by the shots that came towards, each one tearing part of the sip rather easily. This showed that the ship may have been made from an extremely weak metal or alloy. It was clear to the more seasoned soldiers and intelligence agents that the ship wasn't part of an invasion. It was the suicide bomber. The distraction.

One had to wonder what they were being distracted from. A group of enemy soldiers finding another way? Domestic terrorism looking to cease the opportunity presented by the rioting? It would be nothing but speculation for now.

The alien ship remained in the air for as long as it could, chunks of debris falling to the city below. Eventually the ship began to descend, it lost any power it had remaining and was on a crash course with Caprica. Debris continued to fall, the ship's bridge and most of it's front half descending towards the outer regions of the city.

Upon contact with the city buildings, people, vehicles, wildlife were all mowed down by the ship,.Pieces of metal tearing apart from the spacecraft, littering much of the area with debris. It was safe to say that the rioters were being given a chance to prolong their dissent.

The military, CPF and local law enforcement were going to have a lot to deal with.

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El heard something falling, she knew this couldn't be good. She had been sending a transmition back to Terra when the bomb hit. She was near the epicenter maybe a few blocks away. The result was catastrophic, she was not instantly killed though, her leg was pinned under a slab of fallen concrete and a metal pipe was lodged in her side. She looked around phone in hand and sighed. She decided with a grimace of pain and weariness to send the message. As he texted as fast as she could she felt water closing in around her but knew she would be dead long before she drowned.

Priority Message Clearance Level Alpha, Caprica City seems to have come under some form of attack. Wounded in attack, wounds are fatal Agent Clara Holms Switching duty to inactive. She wrote and pushed the send button where it would be piggybacked by an informant on a secure channel off world. It could be a few days or weeks before the message was sent as the informant would have instructions to wait until things cooled down.

El Sighed as the water closed in around her. The pain was grimacing but then she decided to look up There was a hole in the ground and through the smoke and rubble she could see the sunset. It was a deep purple tonight and to her it seemed a fitting sight, she managed a smile and a tear rolled down her eye before she slipped into unconsciousness and eventually bled out she would most likely to be found a few days later. What would they think finding this unidentifiable woman down here? Who knew but this was another persons worry and for El her story was over.

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Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Gina Inviere Character Portrait: Sire Mollem McGregor Character Portrait: UCON Character Portrait: Kianna Character Portrait: Elena Centro
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The Parliament building of the Aschen Confederation.

Inside the derelict halls of the Aschen Parliament building, a restructuring of the government was taking place, with new orders being disseminated out to the Aschen fleet.

Televisions had been turned as the people watched with bated breath...

"Mr. Kane if you would raise your right hand, and place your left on the book." Priestess Elosha, a Kobollian Priestess said, as she prepared to administer the oath.

Jarrod Kane nodded slowly, before he raised his right hand, and he placed his left on the book.

Elosha nodded. "Repeat after me..." She said.

"I... Jarrod Kane, Do avow and affirm to faithfully execute the office of the President of the Aschen Confederation of Planets..."

Kane took a breath.

"I... Jarrod Kane, do avow and affirm to faithfully execute the office of the President of the Aschen Confederation of Planets."

..."To Protect and defend the Articles of Confederation."

"To Protect and Defend the Articles of Confederation."

..."From Enemies both foreign and domestic."

"From Enemies both foreign and domestic."

..."With every fiber of my being."

"With every fiber of my being."

..."So say we all."

"So say we all."

Following the swearing in, thundering applause erupted in the Parliament building, and the Quorum building, and began to spill out into the streets as a bell began to chime. The Rioting, the destruction, and the death took a brief and festive pause, thundering through the city's ruins as the people began to tear down the statue of the Divine Shadow. Screaming and chanting in the streets.

"Freedom!" They called out, as energy weapons fire streaked into the sky from small arms across the city. It was a bittersweet moment across the Empire as mothers embraced their children.

From the streets of Tal'dor, to the towering buildings of Molecay, people poured into the streets to celebrate, as the Empire began to crumble, and collapse around them. Roving bands tore propaganda from the walls, and statues toppled one by one.

For anyone tuning in, a festive atmosphere began to spread like wildfire across the Aschen Empire.

However, despite the celebration across the Empire, those hurt and dying in Caprica City had an immediate issue to face, as Emergency workers moved through the rubble and debris, and the occasional celebratory mob. Those that emerged were taken to hospitals across the Caprican Province.

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Character Portrait: Rei Harkov Character Portrait: Casey Delancy Character Portrait: Dominic Hagan Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Character Portrait: Randin Kaye Character Portrait: Confederation Protection Force
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Ean Falcor yawns and stretches as he walks along the streets, looking for a decent place to eat

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High above Langara, and Caprica City, thousands of small satellites began to come online, somewhere between low orbit, and the thermosphere, a Hard Light Shield began to form electro-quantum mechanics similar to a Watchtower's Aegis field. A Top secret Aschen project dubbed 'Lunatea's Veil' Which was incorporated into Langara's defenses sometime following the Galactic War.

Shimmering like sunlight on water across Langara's sky, the barrier began to stretch as far as the eye could see.

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Feidlimid made a request across the beleaguered engineering through damage control comms, "Damage control, Critical, please assess transit support field systems in sector tau-psi-6. Possible tampering. It is not aligned correctly with neighboring sectors and it would be good not to explode right now."

The temperature was rapidly rising in the primary coolant crucibles for the engine and he had to keep enough head-end for the shockpoint jump to initiate cleanly. The ship was already starting to hum with the load on inertial dampening systems attempting to keep rei from turning the crew into red paste.

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As the Cobalt Glaive gained altitude from the spaceport, several ground based emplacements that dotted Caprica City's towering skyscrapers, and the surrounding mountains swiveled to life, they almost immediately began to garner firing solutions, as dozens of heavy anti-orbital gun batteries fired, causing deafening booms to reverberate all throughout the city, as school bus sized ferric-tungsten slugs were hurled up at the ship, calculated for trajectory at near relativistic velocities, igniting the atmosphere into a white hot plasma as they screamed through Langara's atmosphere.

Raid sirens began to blare through Caprica City's streets, as Langara's defense fleet began to move in for a star-side intercept.

Leading the charge was the Reverence II 'Esteem' But there was little they could do on the other side of the Aegis field, so the fleet moved with coordination, and haste only Aschen ships seemed to be able to pull off, they moved into position.

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Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Ean Falcor says,
 “ "Everyone brace" ”

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Ean called this out just as one of the Tungsten slugs from the orbital defense arrays clipped across the ships shields, shearing off the starboard side. No damage was done to the ship itself, but the shields would not be able to hold that bombardment for long.

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 “ Feidlimid is hurriedly shifting transit network shielding as he moves some carriages to the ends of tubes to give him more space to dump hot plasma coolant. The threads laid by that weaver were everywhere and he was finding evidence of failures still. He likely would be for weeks. He'd only lost the one cargo compartment but partly as damage control showed up to put out the resulting blaze. They had weapons fire erupting everywhere around them. A few external apertures prepped for him to flash dump. Hoping to make a small buffer for incoming pressure waves by making his own small explosion of expanding air. ”

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Feidlimid busies himself with trying to keep the ship from melting as he replies, "I have an option if there is a breach. Thin then shift the shield and throw hot plasma at it. Hot metal at least will puncture less armor. It will cost us core health and fuel but needs must."

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Character Portrait: Ean Falcor Ean Falcor says,
 “ Make it happen Berri. ”

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Rei grit her teeth and poured as much power as she dared into the ship to evade the defense arrays, and push them further away from the planet. "Crazy bitch... I did not want Aschen Rim 2.0.." She muttered as she continued their ascent towards the rapidly closing shield. Rei just hoped they could make it far enough before having to resort to other matters.

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Dozens of Type 100 'Pilum' Orbital defense guns fired their second salvo in unison, sending each magnetically accelerated projectile upwards and into the sky.

The first time these weapons installations had been fired since the Great War and the subsequent Strategic bombing suffered at the hands of the Coalition, the well maintained defense installations were intended to destroy capital ships in low orbit. While incredibly accurate, they weren't supposed to be deployed against a ship the size of the Cobalt Glaive. With Targeting data piped in from EVE, they kept on, with their only limitations being the hydraulic servos that gave them movement.

They cracked their terrible report once more, and it reverberated through the skyscrapers, and the mountain valleys below.

The shimmering barrier continued to expand across the horizon, their escape avenue directly to orbit had been cut off, they would need to adjust trajectory for one of the other closing holes further on the horizon, or risk being trapped.

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Ean Falcor smiles brightly as the shields close. "Rei, Keep us running straight up to that barrier."

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Ean Falcor began accessing systems via his console and called out over comms. "Berri, leave the cooling systems to Feid for a minute, Load up the null cannon, and get ready to fire. Feid, start the Shockpoint drive, hold the final discharge until I say"

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Feidlimid didn't know quite what the Captain had planned but decided the best thread he could pull would be to have the shockpoint engines warmed up. Rei had everything engineering could throw at her but with the one down coolant line isolated from the system it left a loose thread to tether. A quick pelt of tentacles repathed some coolant lines to get a direct shunt between the isolated thermal dissipator and the shock point hardware. It likely caused Rei's control to hitch just slightly but the shockpoint engines on the console entered warm-up mode in spite of the load from main engines. Though there were several critical warnings erupting on her console.