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Ereb Alpha Troopers

A regiment of highly trained supersoldiers created by Ereb Industries. They are armed with powerful dark matter weapons and clad in high tech nanosuits

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

Description

EREB INDUSTRIES

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<< WARNING: ACCESSING CLASSIFIED INFORMATION. PLEASE ENTER PASS PHRASE >>

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<< PROCESSING... >>

<< WELCOME, MR. EREB! >>

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<< RETRIEVING INFORMATION ON PROJECT "LEGION"... >>

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<< INFORMATION RETRIEVED! >>




<< EREB ALPHA TROOPER REGIMENT >>

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<< EREB BLAST RIFLE >>

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MANUFACTURER >> EREB INDUSTRIES
ARCHETYPE >> BLASTER RIFLE
WEIGHT >> 25 LBS.
LENGTH >> 38 IN.
AMMUNITION >> DARK MATTER PULSE
RATE_OF_FIRE >> 100 PPM (PULSES PER MINUTE)
PULSE VELOCITY >> 1.07^9 KM/H (SPEED OF LIGHT)
SELECTION >> SEMI, SPREAD
FEED >> 5 SEC. RECHARGE EVERY 100 PULSES
ATTACHMENTS >> SNIPER SCOPE, GRENADE LAUNCHER, STUN PULSER, AND INFRARED TARGET LASER
DESCRIPTION >> A self-recharging blaster rifle that fires bursts of dark matter at a target. The bursts can tear through most personal armor and shields, and leave virtually nothing left of their target. It also comes equipped with an electric stun pulser, grenade launcher, target laser, and sniper scope.


<< EREB BLAST PISTOL >>

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MANUFACTURER >> EREB INDUSTRIES
ARCHETYPE >> BLASTER PISTOL
WEIGHT >> 5 LBS.
LENGTH >> 10 IN.
AMMUNITION >> DARK MATTER PULSE
RATE_OF_FIRE >> 90 PPM (PULSES PER MINUTE)
PULSE_VELOCITY >> 1.07^9 KM/H (SPEED OF LIGHT)
SELECTION >> SEMI
FEED >> 5 SEC. RECHARGE EVERY 10 PULSES
ATTACHMENTS >> STUN PULSER AND INFRARED TARGET LASER
DESCRIPTION >> A smaller handheld version of the Ereb Blast Rifle. It has a shorter range, fire rate, and is only equipped with a stun pulser and target laser.


<< EREB LANCER >>

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MANUFACTURER >> EREB INDUSTRIES
ARCHETYPE >> ANTI-VEHICLE
WEIGHT >> 50 LBS.
LENGTH >> 4 FT.
AMMUNITION >> DARK MATTER PULSE, PLASMA MISSILE
RATE_OF_FIRE >> 6 PPM (PULSES PER MINUTE)
PULSE_VELOCITY >> 1.07^9 KM/H (SPEED OF LIGHT), 750 M/S (PLASMA MISSILE)
SELECTION >> SEMI
FEED >> 10 SEC. RECHARGE EVERY PULSE, 1 PLASMA MISSILE
ATTACHMENTS >> INFRARED TARGETING SCOPE
DESCRIPTION >> A weapon that releases a large pulse of dark matter or fires a guided plasma rocket at an enemy vehicle. The energy burst is powerful enough to tear through almost any armor and leave virtually nothing left of their target. However, they are not guided and can only be fired at a standing target or with exceptional aim. The plasma missile is guided, but is not as strong as the dark matter pulse.


<< EREB KATANA >>

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MANUFACTURER >> EREB INDUSTRIES
ARCHETYPE >> MELEE
WEIGHT >> 20 LBS.
LENGTH >> 5 FT.
MAKE >> EREBIUM
DESCRIPTION >> A monomolecular vibroblade made from Erebium. It is designed for hand-to-hand combat.


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MANUFACTURER >> EREB INDUSTRIES
ARCHETYPE >> MELEE
WEIGHT >> 5 LBS.
LENGTH >> 18 IN.
MAKE >> EREBIUM
DESCRIPTION >> A monomolecular vibroblade made from Erebium. It is designed for close quarters hand-to-hand combat.


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<< EREB NANOSUIT >>

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<< Helmet >>

>> Quantum Comm
>> PAIA (Personal Articifial Intelligence Assistant) supercomputer
>> nano-carbon crush-resistant mesh
>> projectile refraction coating
>> sonic nullifier/magnification
>> cordolane signal generator > Will expand all copper-based firearm rounds, jamming gun almost instantaneously
>> sensory augmentations
>> psychic filtering

<< Visor >>

>> infrared vision
>> night vision
>> photon shielding
>> shatter-proof lens
>> motion detection
>> PAIA HUD interface
>> PAIA targeting system
>> binoculars
>> audiovisual recording

<< Mask >>

>> toxin filter
>> sealed re-breather unit
>> exterior comm unit
>> Voice changer

<< Arms >>

>> muscular augmentations
>> reflexive augmentations
>> cutting/welding torch

<< Body >>

>> electromagnetic field generator
>> nano-carbon flex-plates
>> interwoven refraction mesh
>> internal oxygen supply
>> heavy-duty insulation/cooling mesh
>> parachute
>> cloaking device
>> defibrillator
>> self sealing/repairing artificial nanoskin
>> anti-grav propulsion jet-pack
>> SD (Self Destruct) unit > In the event that the Alpha Trooper becomes KIA, the nanosuit will initiate a self destruct sequence that will disintegrate both the suit and the soldier within. This is to prevent the technology from falling into foreign hands
>> amorphous metal mesh

<< Gloves >>

>> muscle stabilizers
>> muscular augmentations
>> reflexive augmentations
>> nano-carbon mesh
>> arachnid-grip palm/finger weaving
>> Erebium retractable serrated claws

<< Legs >>

>> muscle stabilizers
>> muscular augmentations
>> reflexive augmentations
>> self sealing/repairing artificial nanoskin

<< Boots >>

>> arachnid-grip sole weaving
>> sound absorption muffling
>> magnetic/gravity stabilizers


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TOTAL TROOPERS >> 9

>> 1 X SQUAD LEADER
>> 2 X ANTI-VEHICLE TROOPER
>> 6 X STANDARD TROOPER

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<< EREB ALPHA TROOPER SQUAD LEADER >>

<< EQUIPMENT >>

ARMOR >> EREB NANOSUIT

PRIMARY_WEAPON >> EREB BLAST RIFLE

SECONDARY_WEAPON >> EREB KATANA

SIDE_WEAPON >> EREB BLAST PISTOL

CARRY_ITEMS >> 3 VOID GRENADES, 3 FLASH BANGS, 3 SMOKE BOMBS, 2 INFRARED FLAIRS, AND 1 EREB COMBAT KNIFE


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<< EREB ALPHA ANTI-VEHICLE TROOPER >>

ARMOR >> EREB NANOSUIT

PRIMARY_WEAPON >> EREB BLAST RIFLE

SECONDARY_WEAPON >> EREB LANCER

SIDE_WEAPON >> EREB BLAST PISTOL

CARRY_ITEMS >> 3 VOID GRENADES, 3 FLASH BANGS, 3 SMOKE BOMBS, 5 PLASMA MISSLES, AND 1 EREB COMBAT KNIFE


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<< EREB ALPHA STANDARD TROOPER >>

ARMOR >> EREB NANOSUIT

PRIMARY_WEAPON >> EREB BLAST RIFLE

SECONDARY_WEAPON >> N/A

SIDE_WEAPON >> EREB BLAST PISTOL

CARRY_ITEMS >> 3 VOID GRENADES, 3 FLASH BANGS, 3 SMOKE BOMBS, 2 LAND MINES, AND 1 EREB COMBAT KNIFE


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CARRY_WEIGHT >> 200 LBS

SPRINT_SPEED >> 30 MPH

VERTICAL_JUMP >> 10 FT.

HORIZONTAL_JUMP >> 20 ft.

MARTIAL_ARTS >> MUAY THAI, SAVATE, JUJITSU, KRAV MAGA, KUNG FU, AND SAMBO


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<< HAVE A NICE DAY, MR. EREB! >>

So begins...

Ereb Alpha Troopers's Story

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Sergeant Phoenix Rose
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Within the hidden Ereb Industries complex, yelling could be heard, as well as crashing. People would notice dents in the wall, and in doors. Chairs, tables, trashcans, and other even entire bunks were on the ground from the rage of the person doing the yelling. In the training room, Phoenix Rose was in the middle of trying to land a hit on Storm-Shadow, her squad leader due to an old grudge she had.

"Why didn't you tell me you were James?!" She screamed, throwing a punch towards the head of the taller male.

Storm-Shadow said nothing as he simply parried her punch and moved out of the way. "James wasn't who I wanted to be anymore." he said, hopping out of the way of a kick then rolling out of the way of another wild punch.

"You could have followed the orders you were given that day!" Phoenix yelled, growling in frustration as she launched another flurry of attacks at her leader, all of them blocked, parried, or dodged with relative ease and fluidity of motion.

"And killed innocent women and children because we were looking for one man? No. Unlike the rest of Omega Platoon, I still had my humanity. I wasn't going to get innocent blood on my hands." Storm-Shadow said.

After Phoenix finished her latest flurry of attacks, her leader would rush her, picking her up and then throwing her down with enough force to break nearly every bone in her body. However because of the augmentations, she was fine, just out of breath.

"Paia, lock down her suit and calm her down." Storm-Shadow said, letting out a sigh as Phoenix wheezed at his feet and coughed. "I don't have the time or energy to deal with her little temper tantrum." he added as he turned and walked out of the training room, walking past some of the other Alpha Troopers, including Agares.

"Get back in here and fight me James!" Phoenix yelled at the top of her lungs, tears of rage sliding down her cheeks though hidden behind her helmet.

The voice of Storm-Shadow would then echo from the very shadows of the complex. "Phoenix, when you learn to stop acting like a child and let go of the past, then I'll talk to you. Until then, I suggest you do something productive, and try not to get yourself in trouble." he said, as if scolding a child.

The body of Phoenix shook as she cried tears of pure rage, letting out another pained, angry scream as she continued to lay on the ground, lashing out an anyone who got near her.

Storm-Shadow went to his quarters, and sat on his bunk, letting out a sigh as he then lied on it. There was only one thing that ran through his head now: "I stopped being James when Draco's DNA was injected into me."

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Sergeant Phoenix Rose
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#, as written by Akiyo
SRA-I crashed into the ground with his pod, making a plume of dust rise two hundred feet. Any structures within five hundred feet lost all their windows and any trees or plants within the same range were torn apart.

SRA-I emerged from the crater and began scanning for life forms.

The setting changes from Midland to Terra

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Character Portrait: Stryfe Character Portrait: Terran Marine Command Character Portrait: Casey Delancy Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: UCON Character Portrait: Phinx Munroe
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#, as written by Saarai
The large unmarked ships facing off with their Terrans and their allies began to open fire. The Invictus, the Terrans and the NPA moved to avoid the attacks, firing their own weapons at the ships in hopes that they would destroy their attackers.

Alas, many ships were destroyed by the sudden barrage from the superior ships. These new alien vessels. Several larger Invictus ships moved up, the ships being used to protect their allies while they scrambled to figure out what exactly was going. how they could fight back.

"Can we get the militia up here?" Lieutenant Murs asked, "What about the superhero lady from the Invictus?" He asked his crew, "We'll get in touch with the Invictus on the ground and see what can be done." A crew member told Murs, "We need as many of our troops we can muster up for this fight." Murs added.

Ships continued to be destroyed in the fighting, whoever these people were they came with enough firepower to start the big bang all over again if they really wanted to.

More and more ships began to join the fray against the unknown beings attacking Terra, from the ground one would likely see the bright flashes as ships, missiles and torpedoes exploded.

The attacking ships began to move towards Terra yet again, still firing at the planet's defenders while being fired on themselves. It was clear that it was going to take a lot to bring these ships down.

Several of the larger Invictus ships fired concentrated beams of energy which glowed a bright blue at Terra's attackers. The beams meant to bypass any shields they had and do a lot of damage to the alien vessels. Anyone on the ground could see the beams cutting through the empty space above the planet.

The attacking ships continued on their path, either unaffected by the attacks or completely ignoring them. It could have been that was a kamikaze style attack. A suicide mission meant to kill as many people as possible if it could be done.

The attacking ships fired off what appeared to be large orbs at the planet. They were big enough to hold at least ten people in each. There seemed to be hundreds being fired, more than a thousand.

"Shoot those down!" Murs ordered, several ships turning their weapons on the orbs falling from the sky. But, it was clear that they couldn't destroy all of them. For every one blown up, there were five entering the atmosphere at high speeds and they'd hit the planet soon.

Murs expected the worst, explosions, devastation. But, it never came. The attacking ships continued on towards Terra, seemingly intent to crash land on the planet.

On the surface of Terra, Stryfe stood on the roof of The Palace with Anodyne, Natasha and Sonia. "Aschen?" Stryfe asked, looking around for an answer. "I doubt it. Our people are saying there aren't any markings. Why would the Aschen suddenly want to be secretive?" Natasha asked, shrugging a shoulder.

"Mobilize everyone. NPA, TIB, even the Taiyou. I have doubts that these new... invaders? Terrorists? Are friendly." Stryfe said, "Is it all the murder they just did that gave it away?" Sonia asked, one of the large orbs slamming down on the roof near the group.

"Fuck!"

The setting changes from Terra to Asteria City

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Verhasst
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A temporary wooden stage sat in the middle of Asteria City. Red velvet was smoothed over and stapled to the panels while banners of red, black, and gold draped from the rafters. One banner hung from the center with the words "Vote for Ereb" and "You have my guarantee" printed across it. Crowds of people gathered beneath the stage. Many dressed in cheap white t-shirts painted with various political messages while others carried homemade signs that echoed the large center banner.

There was an eruption of photography flashes and cheering as a figure emerged from backstage. He was an older man clad in an exquisite midnight blue tailored suit that was adorned with onyx cufflinks while a deep purple necktie tucked neatly beneath the collar of a snow white buttoned-down shirt and suit jacket. White hair receded from his forehead and flowed downward in a sharply trimmed and groomed beard. Aged wrinkles marked his face as intelligent, observant, and lively blue eyes scanned the crowd.

"Good afternoon, Asteria City!" Gabriel Ereb said into his headset microphone as he waved at the crowd.

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Meanwhile, Shadow-Sabre and Verhasst stood on opposite sides of the stage. The two cyborgs stood at attention with rigid soldierly discipline. Their bodies were wrapped in black mesh that defined chiseled and compact muscles. Metallic helmets clung to their heads, complete with breathing masks. Several compartments along with sheathed combat knives and pistols were attached to their waists. Large Ereb Blast Rifles were gripped tightly in their hands. Shadow-Sabre supplemented his blaster with a katana that was sheathed snugly on his back. Observant and alert eyes scanned the area through dark visors.

"Initiate environment security scan." Shadow-Sabre called out on their secure channel.

Several other Alpha Troopers dotted the area, hidden in advanced cloaking. Their network of sensors weeded through the area, tagging every person with varying degrees of threat levels. Paia, the artificial super-intelligence that administrated their data, scanned for weapons, abnormal or aggressive body language, and anything that may prove a threat to Mr. Ereb and the local civilians.

<< Environment scan complete. No immediate threats detected. Stay frosty. >>

"Spasibo, Paia." Verhasst replied. "Stay sharp, comrades. As my mama always said... Hope for ze best an' prepare for ze worst."

The setting changes from Asteria City to Wing City Hall

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Verhasst Character Portrait: Giles Fabron
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There was an eruption of photography flashes and applause as a figure emerged from backstage. He was an older man clad in an exquisite midnight blue tailored suit that was adorned with onyx cufflinks. A deep purple necktie was tucked neatly beneath the collar of a snow white buttoned-down shirt and suit jacket. White hair receded from his forehead and flowed downward in a sharply trimmed and groomed beard. Aged wrinkles marked his face as intelligent, observant, and lively blue eyes scanned the crowd. Gabriel Ereb smiled warmly and waved as he approached the podium.

"Thank you, Ms. McMorrow." Gabriel responded in his trademark intelligent and dignified British accent. "It's good to be here, and I look forward to discussing our plans to create a better tomorrow for Aslundians and all Terrans alike."

Meanwhile, Shadow-Sabre and Verhasst paced the catwalk above the stage. Their bodies were wrapped in black mesh that defined chiseled and compact muscles. Metallic helmets clung to their heads, complete with breathing masks. Several compartments along with sheathed combat knives and pistols were attached to their waists. Large Ereb Blast Rifles were gripped tightly in their hands. Shadow-Sabre supplemented his blaster with a katana that was sheathed snugly on his back. Observant and alert eyes scanned the area through dark visors.

"Initiate environment security scan." Shadow-Sabre called out on their secure channel.

Several other Alpha Troopers dotted the area, hidden in advanced cloaking. Their network of sensors weeded through the crowd, tagging every person with varying degrees of threat levels. Paia, the artificial super-intelligence that administrated their data, scanned for weapons, abnormal or aggressive body language, and anything that may prove a threat to the proceedings.

<< Environment scan complete. No immediate threats detected. Stay frosty. >>

"Spasibo, Paia." Verhasst replied. "Stay sharp, comrades."

The setting changes from Wing City Hall to Asteria City

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Verhasst Character Portrait: Eran Dyre
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This would be the perfect place to kick shit up. Okay, so bringing his ten year old nephew into the picture wasn't his brightest moment, but he was going to show the boy how to fight for what was right without getting violent. He'd told the boy not to tell his parents what they were doing because, if Daniel found out, Eran would have his ears chewed off. Plus, Carl's mother, his sister, wouldn't be happy either.

"You know I told you about what happened to that man, the one we saw on TV that everyone is talking about?" He spoke to his nephew. Though Carl hadn't seen the beheading, too his knowledge, the man's picture had been in the news none stop. "And you saw that they arrested the other girl for no reason, well this is the man that will have the power to stop immigrants coming here. The same people that caused that man's death and that man's arrest..."

He took a seat and nodded for Carl to do the same. "There was a lot of wrong-doing there. The man might have been a criminal, but no trail was held. No proof. If we don't make a stand now, Volaria will get away with doing this to more innocent people. And immigrants will get away with stealing our jobs, making crime rise and everything else. We need to know what he's planning on doing to stop this and help protect Terran citizens." He nodded.

And if it meant causing a shitstorm to get answers, Eran was well prepared to do so whether his nephew was there or not. "It might be a little boring, but I promise it'll become clearer. It's best you learn about politics early too. Stops them screwing you over as an adult."

The setting changes from Asteria City to Wing City Hall

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Delta Vargas Character Portrait: Ariel Moore
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It was shortly after that a similarly aged man, who was also similarly dressed to Gabriel in a black suit, shirt a pale blue, tie boldly red and gold, walked onto the stage, giving the crowd a cheery wave. He had put his name out there for his charity, and there were enough faces in the crowd that he vaguely recognized from the dinner. A hundred small wrinkles bunched at his cheeks in a very soft smile, which he attempted to exchange with his competitor.

He didn't open with a word to the audience, such as Mr. Ereb did, in what reminded Giles of a talk show personality. He swept his eyes about the audience, and instead nodded to Isaac.

Mr. Ereb was not the only one with security about. There were two young women about, both very distinct from one another. Delta Vargas and Ariel Moore, one hidden within the crowd, one backstage.

One couldn't be too safe in Wing City.

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Delta Vargas Character Portrait: Ariel Moore
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#, as written by Ylanne
"The way this'll work, for all you folks tuning in from home," said McMorrow, nodding to each of the candidates as they took their positions on the platform, "is that Mr. Ereb and Mr. Fabron will each have five minutes to make an opening statement outlining their platforms and key policy proposals. Afterward, I have prepared a set of questions for our candidates, some addressed to Mr. Ereb and some to Mr. Fabron. For direct responses, the candidates will have two minutes to respond. After each response, the other candidate will have an opportunity to rebut once for one minute. At the conclusion of the evening, each candidate will have the option to give a five minute closing statement."

Isaac kept his eyes on Giles, giving him a brief smile in return, though his attention remained on the potential entrances and exits in the event of any disruption. He'd heard around the WCPD headquarters that someone had suggested the Intelligence Director moderate the debate--a suggestion that had undoubtedly been shot down almost immediately. Isaac could almost hear Drulović's response, and barely refrained from chuckling aloud. I think your suggestion might give that slice of Swiss cheese in your sandwich some good competition for number of holes. He wondered how long, exactly, before that intrepid minister (a politician, no doubt) had been talked out of even attempting to approach her with the proposition before McMorrow's name had finally come up.

"I've tossed a coin before we opened tonight, and Mr. Ereb will have the first opportunity to make an opening statement, followed by Mr. Fabron. For concluding statements, it will be the reverse order. The candidates have not been provided with this information or with any copies of the questions, in order to ensure as much fairness as possible." McMorrow drew her features tightly together as she looked toward Gabriel. "Mr. Ereb, the floor is yours."

Isaac stifled a yawn. Great. A good two hours stuck listening to two old white men talking politics and making promises they couldn't keep or possibly didn't even care to bother with after assuming office. Definitely not what he planned and definitely not more entertaining than a good first-person-shooter game on his new system.

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Delta Vargas Character Portrait: Ariel Moore
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"Thank you, Miss McMorrow." Mr. Ereb clears his throat. "First of all, I would like to say that I am not a run-of-the-mill politician, but don't take my word for it... Let my record - my actions - speak for me. I promised to help pull Wing City and Terra out of the ashes of war. I promised to help rebuild and bring us into a better tomorrow... I have fulfilled - and am fulfilling - those promises. Homes have been rebuilt. The unemployed now have jobs to feed their families. My own elite security forces, who are with us today, have foiled over a dozen terrorist threats against the good people of Aslund and have worked to keep the citizens of Wing City safe."

"As your representative," he continued, "I wish to continue fulfilling those promises. First, we must secure ourselves - from threats both foreign and domestic. We are a young nation born from the bloodbath of war. It will take time and character for the intergalactic community to take us seriously. As representative, I will first focus on legislation to crack down on crime - particularly against gang activity, illegal immigration, and the drug trade - and raise the budget for law enforcement so they can acquire the numbers and equipment they desperately need. Similarly, we must make preparations to defend ourselves against foreign threats that may prey upon us like schoolyard bullies."

"Next, I will make way for increased standards in education and institute more aid for the bright minds of our next generation. In order to succeed as a nation we must learn from the past, prepare for the future, and always look forward. We must raise a generation of scientists and engineers to pave a way for a better tomorrow. Scientific innovation will be a key principle if we plan to keep pace with our neighbors."

The setting changes from Wing City Hall to Asteria City

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Character Portrait: Imperial Taiyou Navy Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Verhasst
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As Ereb and his security team made their speech, there would be nothing out of the ordinary transpiring. That was until a sleek, black form that was hard to discern darted over the city.

It was completely silent.


That was at least for a few seconds until a deafening boom followed, and it's engines could be heard. The craft was long gone before anyone could realize exactly what was going on.

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Verhasst Character Portrait: Eran Dyre
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"As we draw near to the first official election of the TNG," he continued. "I hope to see you all in the voting booths to bring those among us to power that can bring our new nation into a bright future. But let's focus on you, Asteria, for a moment... Asteria is home to a thriving center for education and business. However, your gutters are overflowing with gang violence and illegal immigrants that seek to leech from our budding economy! So far we have swept the refuse under the rug. Out of sight, out of mind, correct? But how long until the rampant crime, which has been escalating for weeks according to statistics, spill out into the streets where you walk to work in the morning or where your children play?"

It was then that the aircraft roared over the city. Gabriel Ereb paused for a moment as the sonic boom passed.

"As representative, I will pass legislation to raise the budget of the police force so they can get the equipment and personnel they need to keep our streets safe. Together, we can clean out the trash from our gutters and make all of Asteria safe for Terran citizens."

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Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: Gabriel Ereb Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia Character Portrait: Verhasst Character Portrait: David Haller
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3(b) stood in relative silence amongst the bustling crowds of Asterian citizens with his eyes fixed on the wooden stage. He mimicked the actions of the crowd, erupting into applause as the expensively-dressed politician stepped out to greet the public. Once the cheering had died down as the man prepared to speak, the white-eyed male glanced throughout the city square, taking note of the positions of every armed guard and the weapons they carried.

The CEO of Ereb Industries would be no easy target, but that didn't discourage him. He had been given a task that he intended to see through to the very end. Albeit the sizable reward for the assassination of such an important figure was enough for him to take the job, 3(b) was doing it for the personal satisfaction. In his eyes they were just crooks in suits, using their elevated status to their personal gain. The more politicians dead, the happier he'd be. He dug into his pocket to fetch his phone, causing the screen to light up when he held it to his face.

The time on the screen read 1:00. Time to get this train running. After sliding his cell back into his pocket, 3(b) started to make his way to the front of the crowd. Once he was about twenty-five feet away from the stage, he reached behind his back to retrieve the revolver secured in-between his belt and denim jacket. There was a sudden cry of distress as the black-haired man raised the firearm toward Gabriel Ereb and squeezed the trigger five times, causing the cackle of gunfire to echo throughout the plaza.
Shortly afterward more than six individuals indistinguishable from the original attacker emerged from the now scrambling crowds, each drawing their own weapons one by one before firing on the stage and the guards within the square.

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"In addition to cleaning up our streets, " Ereb continued, "we must reinforce our current strengths. When I am in office, I will propose legislation that will raise grants and scholarships for education, and cultivate an environment where small business enterprise will thrive..."

Meanwhile, Shadow-Sabre and Verhasst stood vigilant at opposite ends of the stage. Terabytes of data flashed across their visors as their internal supercomputers scanned the area with a vast array of sensors. They monitored body language, skin temperatures, faces, and audio. As they scanned, each person was highlighted with a green or yellow aura with possible weapons and weak points tagged with yellow circles.

As 3(b) approached the stage, his form was highlighted with a flashing red aura across their visors. A yellow circle targeted the revolver beneath his jacket.

<< WARNING! IMMINENT THREAT DETECTED! >>

"GET DOWN!" Shadow-Sabre bellowed on his external loudspeaker as he and Verhasst lept in between Ereb and the shooter. The revolver rounds collided with the reactive mesh of their nanosuits like pebbles before ricocheting into the concrete.

"Code red!" Shadow-Sabre called out on their secure comm' link as several more shooters appeared. "Multiple hostiles! Move in! Surround them! Set weapons to stun. Paia, call the authorities and paramedics."

Verhasst and Shadow-Sabre simultaneously lifted their rifles, braced the butts against their shoulders, and aimed them at the assailant. High voltage streams of electricity screeched from the weapons towards the would-be assassin. The stench of ozone filled the air as the paralyzing volts hit the man with the force of a battering ram. Meanwhile, several Alpha Troopers materialized around the edge of the rally. They weaved between the fleeing spectators and attempted to surround the other shooters before firing bolts of electricity from their rifles and pistols.

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The innocent civilians scrambled in every possible direction to avoid the volley of bullets and energy blasts. 3(b) sucked his teeth in minor annoyance when his shots missed their target. He assumed a low-crouch position as he hurried over to the nearest fountain, just barely missing the beams of electricity that jolted from the soldiers' rifles. He used the brief window he'd been given to reload his revolver before peaking from behind his cover-point to fire a few shots at Shadow-Sabre and Verhasst, returning to cover immediately afterward. Damn those suits of theirs! Why didn't they get suits? Things we be a lot easier if they did.

Seeing that they were quickly being surrounded, the other clones moved to take cover behind anything they could find. They grabbed a hold of any pedestrian they could reach, some snagged two, others only one. Though it could be seen as an attempt to initiate a hostage situation, these offenders had another idea in mind. The Asterians that fell into the gunmans' grasps were violently and rapidly transformed into a carbon copy of the man who had attempted to assassinate Gabriel Ereb moments earlier. In addition to the change in appearance, the new Chain clones each sported a unique weapon that somehow appeared out of thin air; this included a high powered plasma rifle, a futuristic rocket launcher, and a couple other weapons that would level the playing field.
The clone--5(c)--mounted the rocket launcher on his shoulder and fixed the head of the grenade on a path leading straight to Shadow-Sabre and Verhasst. The targeting display of the weapon's optic sight highlighted a rectangular boxes around the armored guards, giving him the okay to squeeze the trigger. The grenade burst from the barrel with a deafening boom and flew toward the two super soldiers at frightening speeds. Even if it missed its mark the grenade would still detonate, engulfing everything in proximity in a pernicious haze of super-heated plasma.

As the firefight in the city square raged on, 1(a) sat in the comfort of his apartment with his eyes fixed on his TV. By now the reporters and camera crew of the local news station had gathered on the scene, providing live footage for everyone in the city to see. It didn't seem like the wisest decision to him, but at least they were dedicated to their craft. He kicked back in his recliner and folded his arms behind his head so he could watch the scene unfold.

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Panicked bystanders fell to gunfire from both sides. Some lay spasming in the streets from the bolts of electricity that had struck them instead of the 3(b), which made them easy targets for the clones to nab, or to be trampled beneath the feet of the people scattered and tripping over one another. Others fell to the volley of bullets from the clones, and the destructive explosion of the grenade.

The situation was rapidly escalating into a blood bath as the Alpha Troopers engaged the would be assassins in the crowd of innocent bystanders. Super soldiers were met with heavy weaponry and grenade launchers.

"Uncle Eran, what's going on?" Carl yelled over the screaming.

The scene was very much reminiscent to the shooting that had transpired just outside of the ten year old boy's home back in Wing City, and his head filled with the memory of the panicked crowds knocking him to the ground and separating him from his family. He edged closer to his uncle.

"Uncle Eran!"

The boy was terrified.

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Well, when Eran had planned to kick up a fuss, he hadn't planned for someone else to go bigger and better than he had planned. He hadn't even had time to shout out his protests before someone kicked up a shit storm. But all that mattered was getting Carl out of this mess safely. It didn't matter about anything else. He had to get his nephew out.

"Hey." Eran used his body to cover his nephew. "I won't let anything happen to you, okay? I promise. I came back for you before, but I'm not even going to let you get lost this time. I'll keep a hold of your hand, and you're to stay in front of me as we leave, got it. I promise, nothing is going to happen to you. And if something happens to me, I want you to run as fast as you can out of here and back home. But nothing is going to happen to me. You know me, I'm like a superhero." He smiled, trying to get his nephew to think about something else.

He took Carl's hand and carefully, using his own body as a shield against any stray bullets, tried to get them away without getting hurt. If his sister and brother in law found out about this, he was going to be royally fucked. And if Carl got hurt, he was going to be killed.

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The Alpha Troopers advanced with a quick pace, keeping the muzzles of their weapons lowered to the ground. A few attempted to funneled bystanders out the area while staying between them and the shooters. When met with clear shots, they fired their stun pistols at the terrorists with flawless robotic accuracy. The shock had faded. Their training had kicked in.

Shadow-Sabre leaped from the stage, taking the plasma grenade full in the chest. He tucked his body into a somersault, attempting to contain the blast, before landing in a roll. The Alpha Trooper stretched out his hand towards 5(c) and clenched his fist. A telekinetic vice would envelope the man before slamming him into the ground, knocking him unconscious. With the major threat dealt with, Shadow-Sabre locked onto 3(b) and launched himself towards the fountain with a single leap.

Meanwhile, Verhasst draped his body over Gabriel Ereb and attempted to shield him from any attack. The Parliamentary candidate crouched behind his body guard. A bloodied hand gripped his shoulder tightly.

"Damnit!" Gabriel cursed to himself. "It wasn't supposed to be like this! All those people..."

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"No, come on- get the camera- no, not there! Oh, it doesn't matter, just keep it pointing vaguely at me... are we on? We're on? Oh for-" Martin Langford, TerraCast anchorman and reporter hastily straightened his tie from where he was half-standing, half crouching at the edge of the crowd.

"Of course we're on, we're filming live, you idiot," Fernando hissed from behind the camera.

"Well, I don't know, I thought the rain of bullets might have..." Martin hissed back, before coughing and clearing his throat. "Anyway, I apologise for that interruption ladies and gentleman, but as you can see behind us, Mr Gabriel Ereb's speech in Asteria City has been brought to an early end by some sort of terrorist attack. It's hard to tell exactly what's happening out here but it seems as though Ereb Industries private security have responded by returning fire into the crowd..." He cut off with a muffled curse as a bullet ricocheted off the ground a few metres away.

"...I've seen several casualties already, at the hands of the terrorists who appear to be able to morph people into clones, and to the stun guns." he went on, "It's turning into a massacre out here folks. It seems as though Mr. Ereb has some ruthless enemies."

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Appearing in a windowsill cyprus held a SKT0-Rail Rifle and looked for a target. He didn't have to worry about being seen because of the shadows, his dark powers, and a perception filter added to the armor. He panned the thermal plasma scope across a area to get a good look a the Chaos ragging below he quickly tapped the hair trigger on the fully automatic gun and dropped an Alpha Trooper. He congratulated himself, a perfect headshot. Then he panned the area again searching for Erib, who was nowhere to be seen. Cyprus scowled, his target gone he decided to help the others below by picking off the Alpha troopers.


Later:

Cyprus noted the casualties then packed up and left the building. He will complete his mission, no matter the cost.

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"These things just won't give up will they?!" one of the clones shouted, although the sounds of gunfire and panicked cries made it difficult for his contemporaries to hear him. Before he could even ready another grenade for fire, he found himself overtaken by some invisible force that violently slammed him into the ground--light's out. The remaining clones found themselves fighting an up-hill battle, one that they would undoubtedly lose. One by one the clones let their weapons hit the ground and placed their hands behind their heads. There was no sense in continuing the assault for their message had been delivered. Albeit they had failed in the assassination of Gabriel Ereb, their attempt would likely be the first of many conflicts to come.

The clones hit by the paralyzing beams of electricity hit the ground like bricks before breaking out into a fit of convulsions; the sudden and traumatic shock caused them to revert to their original forms, revealing that the very attackers were Asterian citizens who had fallen into the clutches of the original 1(a). 3(b)'s eyes widened in fear when he peaked from behind the marble fountain. A hulking soldier clad in robotic armor barreling toward him was the last thing he wanted to see. The Chain clone dove to his left, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision with soldier and stone.