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The 404th "Wraiths"

Specialized military regiment that works closely to the WCPD.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Jerico Do'Lantul

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Every member of the regiment is different, though most are human. They each have their own distinct traits, but each carry the insignia of the 404th.
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Personality

Each man and woman has their own unique personality. Each one has seen combat, at one point or another, and all of them are loyal to themselves, and to the regiment. They are, all of them, incorruptable, and only take orders from their CO, who varies, from day to day.

Equipment

The standard body armor each Wraith wears is made from a secondary form of Adamantium, a metal alloy that many are familiar with. Highly resilient and nearly indestructible, this metal is cheaper to produce than pure Adamantium, but is less durable. The plates can be warped or shattered through tremendous blunt-force impact, such as that from a supernatural being, and can be damaged or destroyed by electricity, or similar energy-based blasts (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adamantium). Each suit, however, has been seen and reinforced by some of the greatest spell weavers from all over the Multiverse to resist(though not fully) the effects of magic, to try and counter this weakness. Spells will be less effective on the men and women of the Wraiths.

Each Wraith carries a 5.56 assault rifle, with a .45 handgun to back it up(makes and models will vary from person to person), fragmentation grenades, flash and concussive, as well as a standard-issue KA-BAR combat knife, made from the same metal as their suits. As such, these knives can cut through almost anything, body armor and blades included.

History

The regiment has only recently been formed. Each of its members come from other militaries or private security forces from across the Multiverse, and each one has come here, to Terra, to make a difference. Where cultures collide from so many sources, tensions can quickly rise, and disputes can pop off even quicker. The regiment was formed, primarily, to deal with other military entities from other universes who feel they can bring the party to Terra, and many people have felt they've had enough. Though they are a peacekeeping force, first, they will not hesitate to bring to fight to the transgressors.

So begins...

The 404th "Wraiths"'s Story

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The 404th "Wraiths" test

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#, as written by Remæus
Jay Null opens his comms, reaching out to the vessel he notices off his bow.

Is everything okay out there? Do you need a terrestrial assist?
he asked inquisitively.

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Outside of orbit around the planet Terra.

A medium-sized ship, shaped like a triangle with a blunted end, moves slowly towards Terra and the space station above it. The shape and size of this ship may have been seen before, but this one in particular has never been witnessed by any Terran, or as a matter of fact, any species or beings besides the ones who had made it. If they were able to trace it's origins, then it would point to an unexplored area known generally as RA-619, and even more specifically the Glendathu system. The doesn't seem to be armed, and a scan for life would only turn up three humanoid beings.

The ship made no advances of any sort towards the planet or the station, and seemed to just be there. Watching. Peaceful, it seemed, and the crew had no intentions of attacking. But they were truly awestruck. In front of them was a culture, a sophisticated one, unseen to any of their people, and they didn't know how to feel about it. They were just awaiting orders at this point.

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Jay Null shrugged and closed the comms. The traffic in the Terran orbital was bustling as usual, an economic boom brought on by the prolonged period of peace. Alas, he knew the endless waltz of history, and had work to do.

Tapping a few buttons on his console, he maneuvered down towards Wing City Spaceport, leaving a faint thruster trail in his wake.

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Meteor appeared as a small flicker in the sky

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Meteor zoomed out and away, a twinkle in the sky.

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Professor G spotted the shooting star from his view out the station window, and gave an exasperated sigh.

What's this, another Gundam?
he opined, wondering if his cohorts thought the same.

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Master O nodded in agreement.

Very well. I'll tell the others.
he said, before grabbing his coat from the rack and departing for the docking bay.

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