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 The truth is out there. It finally happened. Three months ago, the phone you were given by your Aegis contact finally buzzed; in all the time you've had it, it's never shown any bars, it's never been able to send or receive texts or calls, and you never recall ever charging the drat thing. The voice on the other end of the phone was smoky and calm, giving you directions to a drop point where you picked up a key to a safety deposit bank that ultimately held your HERMES communicator-slash-uplink and a manual on its use. You pack up what little you have, say your goodbyes and the rehearsed excuses, and make your way.  With the uplink, you were able to get on the right planes, the right trains, and get in the right cars to end up fifteen miles outside of New York City, at your new home away from home: stately Selenay Manor, a sprawling and well equipped estate far away from prying eyes that was secretly acquired by Aegis back in the 1960's. A quick flip through the file on the estate shows that the public story is that some benefactor of an Aegis front company was the owner of the estate, and had donated the manor to a front corporation that has made it into a 'corporate retreat;' ever since, it's been protected by the latest in commercial security, with excuses about corporate espionage keeping normal people out of Aegis' hair. The true backstory seems to involve a doomsday cult that had attempted to use the psychic power of New York City itself to rip the earth apart, and the resulting cover up netted Aegis a nice little retreat. A five minute ride up to the private estate later, and you're out of the car with your bags in your hands. -------  Within the manor foyer is a thin, unremarkable man who dutifully takes the bags of each person that comes in, handing them off to a gruff, muscular man with an earpiece and a fantastic mustache. The thin man introduces himself as Marcus, and simply directs you towards a coffee room. "Others will be coming. Please, have some coffee. You will have much to discuss." As he speaks, the gruff man, whose name tag says he is Gunter, rips through your belongings with zeal and purpose, scanning everything electronic with a small device; at least once, blue smoke curls from some device and Gunter grins, tossing it into a chute next to him. If questioned, he merely taps his temple and says, "Everyone's got eyes and ears somewhere." The coffee room is fairly simple looking, with six plush chairs, a kitchen counter with a sink and various other niceties, and a bookshelf, with small end tables between each set of two chairs. Oddly, the room has no windows, and is a bit quieter than the rest of the house. Despite all of the decorations in the room, one wall is left entirely blank, though you can faintly make out the Aegis symbol on the wall if you squint just right. The air is already filled with the smell of fresh coffee, and someone has kindly left out various creamers and sweeteners, as well as a few light snacks. Welcome to Con-X! You're all arriving for the very first time to your new headquarters, and will now have the chance to meet everyone. This is the day of the last arrival, so it's possible you arrived earlier than the others, but I'm going to say no one has been in the manor long enough to know their way around completely. If you got there early, then either Marcus or Gunter has snagged you to wait in the meeting room for the others. Let's get crackin'! John Dyne fucked around with this message at 01:03 on Aug 21, 2014 |
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Martin Dash Handing over a pair of beaten up duffel bags containing all his worldly possessions - in fact, the very same duffels he'd been issued in the military all those years ago - Martin stepped inside the well appointed house. With a nervous glance down at what he's wearing, he vigorously stamps and wipes his dusty, untied boots against the mat, the loose laces slapping against his trouser leg. "I could get used ta this," he exclaims with a low whistle. At Marcus' direction, he walks through to the coffee room, idly running his finger along the polished golden wood decorating much of the house. As he approached he could hear the low murmur of noise from the room and remembered with a slight grimace of annoyance to turn up the gain on his hearing aids. As he did, the noises clarified into voices in conversation, idle discussion and introductions. Others had already arrived before him. Pausing a moment to compose himself, he adjusted his jacket as it hung from his shoulders and straightened his back before walking in, head held high and a wry grin upon his face. The conversation faltered for a moment as the others took in the newcomer, some with smiles, others with just glances, but no one overtly unfriendly in their expression. He wandered over to the group nearest to the table with the refreshments and began to introduce himself as he fixed himself a black coffee to refresh himself from the trip. Dressed as per picture above, wearing clean but utilitarian grey double-knee chinos and untied desert-coloured boots. Around his fingernails and in the creases of his hand is ground in oil and dirt from working with cars. pre: Name: Martin Dash
Character Type: Pre-Heroic
Profession: Non-violent criminal
Description/Concept: Retired soldier turned criminal
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Dexterity 5
Constitution 2
Intelligence 2
Perception 4
Willpower 2
Life Points: 26
Endurance Points: 23
Speed: 14 mph
Essence: 15
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Influence (Criminal) 1 (2)
Resources (Middle Class) (2)
Status 1 (2)
Acute Senses (vision) (2)
PULLING STRINGS (7):
Chop Shops (1)
Criminal Resources (1)
Funding 1 (1)
Safe House (1)
Vehicle Check (1)
Accomplices (1)
Chemical stores (1)
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Adversary (Law Enforcement) 1 (-2)
Secret (Criminal) 1 (-2)
Impaired Senses (hearing - wears a hearing aid) (-1)
Disloyal (Severed Ties - military) (-2)
Flashbacks (Triggered by flashes, explosions - PTSD) (-1)
Emotional Problems (Fear of Commitment - death of squadmembers) (-1)
Honourable (Mild - Aegis and team) (1)
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Bureaucracy +2
Brawling +2
Driving (Car) +4
Driving (Truck) +3
Driving (Tracked) +1
Gun (handgun) +3
Language (English) +5 (free)
Lockpicking (Mechanical) +2
Lockpicking (electrical) +2
Mechanic +2
Notice +2
Pick Pocket +2
Smooth Talking +2
Streetwise +3
Surveillance +2
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 Tami Lea Kayla Tami swirls the dregs of the cuttingly bitter coffee in her cup and leans back slightly in her chair to appraise the newcomer, eyes narrowing just a little more than they already are. Bitchy resting face, that was the term used to describe her expression once and Tami has never seen any reason to argue with it. pre:Character Name: Tami Lea Kayla Character Type: Pre-Heroic Profession: NSA Intelligence Analyst Description/Concept: Humorless NSA agent that has been around the block a few times when it comes to dealing with the greys Sphere of Influence: Intelligence PRIMARY ATTRIBUTES 15 Strength 2 Dexterity 2 Constitution 2 Intelligence 3 Perception 3 Willpower 3 SECONDARY ATTRIBUTES Life Points 26 Endurance 26 Speed 8 Essence 15 CHARACTER TRAITS Race/Species: Human Gender: Female Age: 39 Handedness: Right Height: 5’6” Weight: 145 Hair Colour: Red/White Eye Colour: Green Skin Tone: Pale QUALITIES Cost 8 Influence (Intelligence) 2 2 Resources (Middle Class) 2 Status 1 2 Adrenaline Surge 2 DRAWBACKS Cost 10 Obligation (Total) 3 Humorless 1 Honorable (Serious) 2 Notoriety 2 Psychic Burnout 2 PULLING STRINGS Cost 7 “Blanket” Wiretaps 2 Computer Security Database 1 NIMA Support 1 “No Questions Asked” 2 Satellite Surveillance (Intelligence) 3 SKILLS (30/30 points) Computer Hacking 3 Computers 2 Electronic Surveillance 3 Research/Investigation 3 Bureaucracy 3 Dodge 3 Guns (Submachine Guns) 2 Guns (Handguns) 2 Brawling 3 Martial Arts 4 Questioning 2 MARTIAL ARTS MOVES (12/12) Roundhouse (CORE) 4 Spin Kick (CORE) 4 Roll with Blow (CORE) 4 Pistol Whip 3 Draw Pistol 3 Grab 3 Knee Strike 3
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Nash Callahan Nash sticks his hand out to the latest arrival. "Nash Callahan, US Marshals," he states, "Western Virginia district." Picking up another sponge finger, he adds, "I could get used to a place like this. Much better than a cheap motel." Standard firearm for USMS (and many other federal and state departments) is a Glock 22, firing .40 S&W, which is close enough to 9mm to count as medium. pre:Name: Nash Callahan Character Type: Pre-Heroic Profession: USMS Deputy Marshal Description/Concept: Bounty Hunter Attributes: Strength 3 Dexterity 4 Constitution 3 Intelligence 2 Perception 3 Willpower 2 Life Points: 50 Endurance Points: 26 Speed: 12 mph Essence: 15 Qualities: Influence (Intelligence) 1 Photographic Memory Resources (Middle Class) Status 1 Pulling Strings: Asset Forfeiture Back-Up City Hall Archives Criminal Tracking Fingerprinting Search & Seizure SWAT Drawbacks: Addiction (Heavy Smoking) Adversary (Pre-Heroic) Emotional Problems (Anger) Honorable (Mild) Obligation (Serious) Sleep Disorders (Recurring Nightmares) Skills: Brawling +3 Bureaucracy +4 Dodge +2 Driving (Car) +1 Guns (Handgun) +3 Humanities (Law) +2 Intimidation +3 Language (English) +5 Lock Picking (Mechanical) +2 Notice +2 Questioning +3 Stealth +2 Streetwise +1 Surveillance +3 Swimming +1 Experience: 2/20 MaliciousOnion fucked around with this message at 23:39 on Dec 10, 2014 |
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Jennifer Stetson Jennifer quickly gets out of the car and gathers her bags from the back of the vehicle. An audible clacking is heard as her heeled feet make their way up the old flagstones that make up the drive. She pushes open the door and gladly hands off her bags to Marcus, "Thanks a lot Jeeves. Those things are heavy." As she makes her way back to the coffee room Gunter stops her and reaches for her purse. She hands it over and a quick scan later he gives it back, a slight sight of disgust on his face at the contents. She makes her way to the coffee room and takes two coffee cups. She fills one with coffee and takes the empty one over to a chair in the corner. She fishes in her purse for a pack of cigarettes and lights one up, using the empty coffee cup as an ashtray. she then pulls a flask out of her purse and takes a pull before pouring some in her coffee, stirring in some sugar. She takes a sip and a drag before talking, "So if a coffee with Irish whiskey in it is an Irish coffee, does vodka in coffee make it a Russian Coffee?" she shrugs at her own question and takes another drag, directing the smoke as best she can to the ceiling. "Name is Jennifer, and I'm here to study all the neat things aliens can do to bolster, or completely clusterfuck, our immune system. Are you three the three grumpy dwarves or something? pre:Character Name: Jennifer Stetson Character Type: pre-heroic Profession: CDC scientist Description/Concept: scientist who saw too much PRIMARY ATTRIBUTES STR 2 DEX 3 CON 2 INT 3 PER 3 WIL 2 SECONDARY ATTRIBUTES Life Points 26 Endurance Points 23 Speed 10 Essence Pool 15 CHARACTER POINTS Spent 0 Unspent 0 CHARACTER TRAITS Race/Species: Human Gender: female Age: 30 Handedness: left Height: 5’6” Weight: 132lbs Hair Colour: Blonde Eye Colour: Hazel Skin Tone: White Unspent exp:1 QUALITIES (15/15) Influence (science and research) 1 (1) Resources (middle class) (2) status 1 (1) Academic (1) Charisma 2 (2) PULLING STRINGS CDC Labs (2) Dangerous Toxins (2) Dangerous Virus (2) Hidden Cures (1) Quarantine (1) DRAWBACKS (10/10) Obligation (extreme) (2) Emotional Problems (depression) (2) Addiction (Heavy drinking) (2) Addiction (smoking) (1) Notoriety (2) Clown (1) SKILLS (31/31) Bureaucracy +3 (3) First aid +3 (3) Medicine (diseases) +3 (6) Medicine (biohazard control) +3 (6) Science (biochemistry) +4 (4) Language (English) +5 Language (Spanish) +2 (2) Language (Arabic) +2 (2) Instruction +2 (2) Research +2 (2) Guns (sub-machineguns) +2 (7) Smooth talking +2 (7) Werix fucked around with this message at 19:36 on Dec 14, 2014 |
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Martin Dash Dash took Callahan's proffered hand and shook it firmly, "Specialist Martin Dash, U.S. Army, retired." Inside, on the other hand, he was nervous - the last few years of his life had ingrained a distrust and dislike of law enforcement agents, something he'd definitely need to get over to work effectively with this guy, and possibly the team. Wandering over to the petite blonde perched on the overstuffed chair he put on a winning grin as he asked, "Do you mind if I uh..." motioning at the pack of cigarettes as they poked out from the purse at her side. Plucking a cigarette from the crumpled packet she offered him, he leaned in close to the lighter in her hand as she sparked it, drawing in breath as the tip burst into flaring orange light. The stale smell of alcohol on her breath and clothes indicated she'd been drinking more than the current snifter in her coffee. "Much obliged," he said, smoke jetting from his flared nostrils a moment later, and his shoulders relaxing as the nicotine hit.
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Jack Harrison The front door opens, and in steps a man in a suit and tie carrying a suitcase. Giving it to Marcus, he takes off his sunglasses, and says, "Gentlemen, ladies. Harrison, US Secret Service. Are y'all the rest of the team?" He steps over to the coffee pot, pours himself a cup, and then starts emptying packets of artificial sweetener in it. pre:Character Name: Jack Harrison Character Type: Pre-Heroic Profession: USSS Security Specialist Description/Concept: Disgraced Secret Service Agent Sphere of Influence: Law Enforcement PRIMARY ATTRIBUTES 15 Strength 2 Dexterity 3 Constitution 2 Intelligence 3 Perception 3 Willpower 3 SECONDARY ATTRIBUTES Life Points 26 Endurance 26 Speed 8 Essence 15 CHARACTER TRAITS Race/Species: Human Gender: Male Age: 27 Handedness: Right Height: 6’2” Weight: 210 Hair Colour: Brown Eye Colour: Brown Skin Tone: Tan QUALITIES Cost - 6 Influence (Law Enforcement) 2 2 Resources (Middle Class) 2 Status 2 2 DRAWBACKS Cost - 10 Obligation (Total) 3 Honorable (Serious) 2 Humorless 1 Disgraced 2 Notoriety 2 PULLING STRINGS Cost – 9 CEASEFIRE 1 Counterintelligence Files 1 Criminal Tracking 1 Governmental Access 1 Intel Files 1 Official Agendas 1 Personnel Tracking 1 Sending Presidential Orders 1 Stop Investigation 1 SKILLS (30/30 points) Driving (Cars) 2 First Aid 1 Guns (Handgun) 5 Notice 4 Surveillance 4 Bureaucracy 2 Questioning 3 Tracking 3 Computers 1 Martial Arts 3 -Punch 3 -Break Free 3 -Grab 3 -Judo Throw 4 -Draw Pistol 6 -Shoot 6 -Draw/Shoot -Trip 4 Electronic Surveillance 3 Brawling 1 Intimidation 1 Epicurius fucked around with this message at 13:04 on Dec 19, 2014 |
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Tami Lea Kayla Tami opts to simply ignore the blonde's comment and by extent, the rest of the chatter, and finishes her coffee. She glances down and glares at what, to her, is a glaringly obvious crease in her vest over her button down shirt. Further smoothing is in order as her matching black slacks have a similarly garish, unnecessary fold that she did not iron in that morning. And since I didn't describe her gun earlier, it's the standard 9mm. 
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Jennifer Stetson As Martin asks for a smoke Jennifer smirks, "watch yourself, those things will kill ya!" She quickly takes another drag and swirls her Russian coffee around the mug. She then clears her throat before ashing her cigarette, "poo poo, so secret service, U.S. Marshal, former military, and whatever the hell you are Ms. Silent," she points with her smoldering cigarette at Tami. "So if the little grey men, or phallic face-raping monstrosoties, whichever fiction visionary was right, come round the rest of you can like kill them with rocket launchers or something right?" She takes a final drag from her smoke and stubs it out in the mug. "Because if it comes down to death rays or rending talons, I'll be really good at a blood curdling scream, that's about it."
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Tami Lea Kayla One eyebrow goes slightly up as the cigarette is waved at her, but otherwise Tami's expression does not change. "Why in the hell are you people smoking? Whatever we have to do is liable to be active and I'd rather not play babysitter to a group that starts wheezing halfway down a block." She leans forward in her chair, folding her hands on the table, coffee mug close to her right hand but seemingly discarded. "As for who I am, Miss Thing, I'm Agent Tami Lea Kayla with the NSA. Agent Kayla or just plain Kay suits me." Satisfied with her introduction, she regards the rest of them coolly. Their move.
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 Jack "Jackie Jack" Gates Stepping off a MAC flight and enjoying the amenities of first a C-130 and then a short hop in a jetranger to a heliport nearby. Jack found the black Mercedes that was waiting for him a welcome surprise. Tossing 2 green duffels into the trunk, he would be one of the last to show up. Walking up the stairs of the estate, a bit weirded out about this new black ops organization that tapped him working out of some mansion in Connecticut. gently caress it at least it wasn't Colombia. "Jack Gates, Sergeant First Class. Where can I down load my gear at?" Though Jack did his best to pack everything nice and tight you might hear metal on metal clanging against each other as he sets both duffels down. "Is this the whole ops team?" pre:Character Name: Jack "Jackie Jack" Gates Character Type: Pre-Heroic Profession: US Army Ranger Sphere of Influence: Military PRIMARY ATTRIBUTES 15 Strength 3 Dexterity 3 Constitution 3 Intelligence 2 Perception 2 Willpower 2 SECONDARY ATTRIBUTES Life Points 34 Endurance 29 Speed 12 Essence 15 CHARACTER TRAITS Race/Species: Human Gender: Male Age: 34 Handedness: Right Height: 5’8” Weight: 180 Hair Colour: Black Eye Colour: Brown Skin Tone: White QUALITIES Cost - 6 Influence (Military) 2 2 Resources (Middle Class) 2 Military Rank 2 2 DRAWBACKS Cost - 10 Obligation (Total) 3 Minority 1 Dependent 2 Flashbacks 2 Disgraced PULLING STRINGS Cost – 9 Base Clearance 2 Cheaper Vehicles (Military) 1 Military Training Facilities 2 Mobility 1 Satellite Surveillance (Intelligence) 3 SKILLS (30/30 points) Demolitions 3 Guns (Assault Rifle) 3 Throwing (Sphere) 3 Guns (Handguns) 3 Stealth 3 Bureaucracy 3 Brawling 3 Dodge 3 First Aid 2 Intimidation 2 Notice 2 Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 19:51 on Aug 20, 2014 |
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Oh yeah I'll take a .45 for a sidearm.
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With the last of the cell making it in, the six agents find themselves with a scant few minutes to make introductions before Marcus leans in through the doorway, trying to be discreet in his actions. He takes a headcount and nods, leaning back out to speak to Gunter before shutting the door and placing three fingers on the wall and pressing inwards; buttons hidden in the wall sink inwards with the pressure, and a loud hiss starts and stops after a few seconds. Marcus adjusts his jacket and turns to the agents, smiling. "Welcome, agents. I am Marcus Kay, senior field liason for Aegis. You have all been hand selected from your respective fields and spheres of influence to monitor Black Book, alien, and paranormal activity within the greater tristate area." He tucks his hands behind his back, taking a sharp inhale. "I'll be giving you a more in-depth tour of the facilities in the near future, but for now, we are currently in the designated briefing and debriefing room. This room is protected by state of the art technology that makes it soundproof and bugproof, preventing all incoming and outgoing transmissions that are not set up and wired directly into the mainframe below our feet. However, it is only merely resistant to TEMPEST attacks, a security flaw that we are trying to fix but find resistance from the sole agency capable of such things, though you would need to ask Agent Kayla for more information about the National Security Agency's capabilities." He gestures to Tami as he speaks, smirking. "All basic facilities, the sort that would not require any special explanation, are found on the first and second floors of this home. As we speak, Gunter and a few of the security staff will be moving your belongings to your dormitories on the second floor. A gymnasium, firing range, and pool can be found here on the first floor, as well as the four car garage. Kitchen, den, all the normal comforts will be here on the first and second floor; you'll also find an office here on the first floor and one on the second, which you can tailor to your needs.* There is a computer nook in the foyer as well. Now.." The man gestures to the bookshelf, smiling. "Beyond that bookshelf lie stairs to the basement level, where most of your clandestine work will take place. Per Ms. Stetson's request, we have put together a biohazard suite, as well as a third office for her use. There are storage vaults for equipment and acquisition storage, as well as a radiation proofed vault secured against any external probing, and a subterranean garage holding a gift from the NSA; your very own 'Magic Van', capable of launching our own TEMPEST attacks. A vehicle elevator is capable of delivering it into the garage." Marcus pauses a moment, letting it all sink in. "Questions? Comments? Now is the time; I have your first briefing once we are clear here." Now's the time for questions and such! I'll update Friday afternoon regardless of posts, or as soon as everyone's checked in. *You guys need to decide what your three workspaces will be for, as mentioned in the second post. I'm giving you one for free, attached to the biohazard suite; this one can be set up to Werix's Science skill. The other two you will need to have a consensus on. John Dyne fucked around with this message at 01:05 on Aug 21, 2014 |
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Jennifer Stetson Jennifer takes another sip of her coffee and makes a slight face as that particular sip seemed to contain more "Russian" than "coffee" than she expected. "Uh yeah, I got a few questions. One, is there a wine cellar. Two, Is it fully stocked? Three, thanks for the biohazard suite, and lastly, what the gently caress is a TEMPEST attack?"
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Tami Lea Kayla One eyebrow creeps back up slightly as Marcus turns that smirk in her direction. It stays there as the blonde poses her questions. Tami clears her throat and glances around at the other members of this team. "Right. TEMPEST is the NSA codename referring to spying on information systems through leaking emanations, including unintentional radio and electronic signals, sounds, and vibrations. The actual methods are classified, but the DoD has some of the protection standards. But basically, if someone sends information to a printer, TEMPEST can pick up what it is through electromagnetic emanations; we can pick up keystrokes from the motion sensor in a smart phone to see what someone is typing. We can watch anything and everything from any computer not shielded to NSA standards. It's..." She paused and thought, looking for the proper word, and shrugged. "...complicated, but it is the best method of monitoring we have." Tami looks around again, checking to see if there's confusion or consternation or other such expressions.
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Jennifer Stetson Jennifer empties her coffee cup. She almost reaches back into her purse for her flask but changes her mind. She nods at the appropriate places as the stuck up G-woman speaks. "So basically Edward Snowden was right, got ya. I don't know how people like you sleep at night spying on folks like that, but hey, since we're using it against alien fuckers, all's good eh?" The scientist punctuates her question with a half-hearted shrug.
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Nash "That's some pretty heavy hardware," Nash interjects, "but is that even going to work on alien tech? Actually, how are we even supposed to combat aliens? I mean, don't they have lasers and force fields? I've seen Independence Day, those were some creepy-rear end motherfuckers." He lights up one of his own cigarettes and looks pointedly at Marcus.
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Martin Dash "I'd like to hear this too - after meeting you all, I'm not even quite sure what I'm doing here in your august presences," Dash says, the grin never leaving his face. "Hell, all I've done is run some game on Black Book and AEGIS and live. I've never seen no 'greys'." Stubbing out his cigarette in the bottom of Jennifer's mug with a quick wink in her direction, he turned back to the thin figure standing beside the bookshelf looking across the group. "I'm ready to have some knowledge dropped on me, Marcus."
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Marcus listens to Nash's question and chuckles. "Movie references. Quaint. If you're going to go that route, then remember: if it bleeds, you can kill it." He motions to Tami. "Agent Kay here has actually killed one of the aliens designated as 'The Greys.' As it stands, however, you are unlikely to have direct contact with most of the aliens in their natural forms; if you reference the HERMES uplinks you've been given, you'll find a vast repository of information about our foes, terran and extraterrestrial, as far as we are capable of understanding them. But you'll find normal bullets tend to cause them harm. But it's unlikely you will face any alien life forms in person. Saurians are too fearful of capture, the Greys are typically pacifistic, and the Atlanteans are... unknowable, would be putting it gently." "Your primary concern is the organization we have code named 'Black Book', who is currently engaged in an active technology exchange with the Saurian race; the Saurians have an amazing grasp of plasma and wave technology, as well as matter generation and conversion, and are hundreds of years ahead of us in any applicable sciences." He pauses to run a hand through his hair, his face serious. "We do have very limited access to some examples of alien technology, through capture and double dealing, but it's difficult to requisition from MOONDUST and Groom Lake. You're unlikely to run into it out in the field, but yes, it does exist." He nods to Dash. "Mr. Dash has actually been near enough such equipment to have seen it himself, but it's not very common in human hands." The man adjusts his the sleeves of his jacket. "Like I said, your HERMES uplink will contain all general information that Aegis currently has. You will have information pushed to the device when there's new intel pertinent to your mission, and you will retain any briefings on it once they've been delivered." He tucks his hands back behind his back. "Anything else?" Just for amusing reference, this is basically how Marcus should sound. John Dyne fucked around with this message at 05:28 on Aug 21, 2014 |
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Jack Harrison "If I could ask, generally, what are our rules of engagement? How....active, are we allowed to be against threats and suspects?"
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Martin Dash "Yeah, I guess that's important too. I might be speaking for everyone else here when I ask this though: what poo poo hit what fan that you called us now?" Nitty gritty!
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"Engagement will typically be a case by case basis. Remember, you did not hear about Aegis until you were absolutely forced to know about Aegis; we are covert, completely under the radar, so all subtlety is requested when absolutely possible. We can cover up quite a bit, but only so long as you aren't making it obvious what's going on." "As such, your primary goals will typically be that of gathering information we can ultimately use; the capture of alien and Black Book technology, paranormal and alien corpses and paraphernalia, basically anything that will give us more of an edge and better understand where our threats currently stand and how best to counter and prepare for them. We also need to protect our own assets, including those who have yet to learn they ARE assets." Marcus grins at this. "There have been several scientists who were unaware of the overall existence of Aegis or Black Book that have stumbled upon great advances in technology that suddenly became very valuable in our little 'shadow war.'" "Now, if there are no further questions, we can begin on your briefing.." This has been moving at a fair clip, so I'll let you guys either finalize some questions, or I'll just move it along tonight.
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simsense cumshots posted:Jack "Jackie Jack" Gates MaliciousOnion posted:desire to know more intensifies Jack "Jackie Jack" Gates farts loudly interrupting Mr. Marcus's prebrief. When called Jack "Jackie Jack" Gates will simply reply "Look man, all I need to know is the when and the where."
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Stop that, Dozer.
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Jack Harrison "I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say that we're eager to hear the briefing, and find out exactly what our mission is, sir. I'm certain that some of us may have questions once the briefing is over."
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Without further questions, Marcus grins. "Alright then." He pulls a remote from his pocket and presses a button, dimming the lights as a projector, previously hidden in the ceiling, fills the empty wall with the Aegis logo. "As you may be aware, depending on how much you have actually dipped into your HERMES uplink, after the attack on the World Trade Center in September of 2001, New York has been horribly scarred on a paranormal level. Ground Zero still remains a powerful locus point for rituals, psychic and beyond, and the massive amounts of psychic seepage has made an unfriendly city even less friendly." Marcus presses a button, bringing up an incredibly disturbing slide of a human body that has been eviscerated and mangled almost beyond recognition, with a vast section of muscle and flesh ripped clean from the bone on the sternum; the rib cage has been broken at the spine and spread outward, while the other extremities seem to be missing. "One of our contacts, a forensics expert within the NYPD Homicide unit, was a first responder to this scene last night at 2200 hours. The victim has yet to be identified, but as you can see, they were killed in a very, very brutal fashion." He gives a moment for this all to sink in, judging everyone's expressions before pressing the button again. The close up is replaced with a wide shot of the carnage, showing the alley way the body was found in has been completely trashed and splattered with blood. "This was the scene first response found when a young woman called in after hearing what sounded like a short fight. Initial investigation of the scene found the victim is missing their heart, so with that in mind, and the utter brutality of the scene, and the general background of the city, our best guess at the moment is a paranormal killer. At the moment, we're uncertain of the exact nature, or if we're dealing with a legit Infused or a Forsaken, or if it's even a copycat perpetuated by the two most likely alien factions." There is no pause as he moves to the next slide. A blurry image of a woman comes up on screen, peering down the alleyway; she has short, brunette hair but due to the quality of the photo and the distance it's hard to tell much else. "This is Janine Taylor, the citizen that made the first call regarding the attack, and the first witness on scene. If this is truly a paranormal threat, then it's likely Ms. Taylor is in danger, and if we know who she is, then it's likely Black Book does as well." Marcus presses another button, turning the projector off. "As of now, we have found no other evidence of any other such attacks; there has been nothing similar to it in the past and it seems our killer has yet to strike again, if they even plan to." He tucks the remote back into his jacket, looking over the group. "So right now, our only leads are the crime scene, the body, and the woman herself. We're unsure if Black Book is involved, but we are certain that if they are, they have much of the same information we do. Your HERMES links will be updated shortly with her address, which is adjacent to the crime scene, and the address of the morgue where the victim's body has been taken. We are still waiting for forensics to give us an identity of the vic, but we're uncertain if that information will be of any use, though we'll let you know when we find out." With a sigh, Marcus straightens up once again. "I turn the floor over to you, agents. If you have any questions, let me hear them; I can clear up whatever possible on the limited intel we have. Otherwise, I'd recommend this be the time you select an acting leader, and make a decision on a course of action. We have researchers looking into how auspicious it was to make such an attack last night, but we don't know how long the research will take. We are also working concurrently with the NYPD on this investigation, and will be receiving their leads from our sources." And there's your first briefing. You guys need to pick someone as a de facto leader, mostly someone who will act as a tie breaker. I'll be giving them little updates for them to divvy out to you guys as their HERMES uplink receives new intel, but beyond that, they're a regular agent and there will be no risk of insubordination or punishment for it. You've got two basic locations to scope out, and it's up to you guys to decide the best courses of action and what to use in this situation. Now's the time for pulling strings and plotting!
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Martin Dash Dash averts his eyes momentarily at the slide of the body - the damage being an all too similar reminder of the devastating effect of the bomb in Iraq for him. As Marcus continues speaking, he pulls out his HERMES and begins a search for the terms "Infused" and "Forsaken" in the AEGIS lexicon - there appeared to already be much, much more he was going to have to learn than he expected. The briefing winding down and the lights returning to normal, Martin turns to the group to discuss tactics. "I'm no lawman myself, so maybe you can enlighten us Marshall. In your line of work, is it viable to pick up the target for interviewing? We may be in it for a race to beat Black Book to the prize on this one which is my speciality. I'm thinking Ms. Stetson and some others to lend some gra-vi-tas might want to do an analysis of the crime scene beyond the abilities of the local PD perhaps," he postured to them. "I can make some calls and get a hold of a non-descript car to effect an extraction...?" HERMES search for Infused and Forsaken - including how to identify and combat. Further search on Google Maps (or AEGIS equivalent) for general maps of the witness' address and start mentally making a route-map.
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Dash's HERMES link bleeps as he looks up the infused, and automatically reroutes him to a different article on corruption. His screen fills from top to bottom with text, and he notices the scroll bar keeps shrinking as it continues to load. Whatever he's picked up, it's incredibly wordy.pre:You have been automatically redirected to this page from your search term: INFUSED. As this is your first time looking for information on this category of the paranormal, the following article has been selected for you to prepare you with the necessary background to truly understand the subject at hand. Further reading on SEEPAGE is recommended to garner a full understanding of the phenomenon. Please note: the search for FORSAKEN automatically reroutes to this article as well. We apologize for any inconvenience. UNDERSTANDING CORRUPTION AND ITS EFFECTS - by Doctor Bruce Harken, CAPS Field Researcher and Paranormal Specialist CORRUPTION Corruption is a permanent mental change induced by the Seepage. It is a phenomenon that works directly on man and occurs in degrees over an extended period. This phenomenon is extremely powerful and can be the high price paid for a poorly executed ritual or induced by a ritual curse. Those strong of will may resist the insidious effects for years, but the untiring onslaught will be their doom. The corrupted are in constant danger. They are living with the dark knowledge that they are becoming something else, drowning in forces as old as thought. The corruption always results in the loss of identity. A corrupted individual is no longer human, but merely a wandering echo of flesh for the Seepage. Once they are fully corrupt and have “snapped” there is no salvation, they are horrors wearing a man's skin. Within mundanes, corruption's true goal is to open their minds to the supernatural, attempting to turn them into Foci. It is those strongest in self who are most likely to become Foci (more accurately, one of the Infused). All those who become corrupted are slowly melted down and then poured into one of the primal fears of man: the fear of being hunted, the fear of the unknown, and the fear of death. The process of corruption will last only until the victim submits. The longer the corruption takes to work, the greater the amount of time the Seepage has to increase its channel with the victim. If the corruption is successful too quickly, the Seepage never establishes the pathway needed for it to keep connected. The result of a quick corruption is an individual who has the mentality of one of the Infused, but none of their supernatural power. They are known as the Forsaken, those whom the Seepage tried to win over, but failed. With Psychic and Supernatural Foci, the corruption is far more dangerous. Their tie to the supernatural makes them especially vulnerable. The increased paranormal energies surrounding a Focus increases the power of corruption, making it harder to resist. When they finally swallow enough of the dark waters of the Seepage and drown, the result is always the same: an Infused. THE CORRUPTED (AKA INFUSED) Once the unfortunate victim becomes corrupted, he will find the Seepage has built a channel into his soul and is pooling its energies. Although there are steps one can take to resist, once corruption is completed all one can do is drown -- drown in the river of mankind's fear and unharnessed power, in the evil taint of the Seepage. Once this occurs, an Infused is born. Avatars of the Seepage, nightmares brought to life, Infused are limited in power only by what their physical bodies can take. They are the monsters that walk the night. Like Foci, the Infused have the ability to provoke manifestations. These manifestations they control completely, with a power and permanence far beyond the capabilities of a Focus. Infused boil with supernatural energy, but they emit no aura due to their total control of their power. The Infused are Seepage embodied; they cannot drown, for they are the water. The mind of the former human is dead, or worse than dead. They have total mastery over a few manifestations such as Telepathic Illusion and Telekinesis and are not plagued by the chaotic whim of the Seepage as Foci are. The Infused also possess other abilities that Foci cannot even aspire to. One of their only limitations is in the number of manifestations they can provoke; they no longer possess the wide range of a Focus' chaotic powers. However, compared to the control they wield over the abilities they possess, this limitation is hardly significant. Many whom corruption transforms into Infused and the Forsaken become predatory monsters, crazed magicians, obsessed serial killers, and fiery-eyed cult leaders. However, these dark paths are not the only possible result of corruption. At its heart, corruption is not about becoming evil, it is about ceasing to be human. When the Seepage enters into the deepest reaches of a person's being, it slowly removes all facets of personality that fall outside the pattern desired by the Seepage. This pattern differs from individual to individual, and depends both on the method of their corruption and the specifics of their personality. Someone who is full of anger and hatred may become a werewolf, if Infused, or a cannibalistic serial killer, if Forsaken. However, a scholarly magician who is corrupted by a failed ritual might instead become an Adept. This corrupted being’s fascination with magic will slowly drive away friends and associates, leaving the scholar alone in an isolated cabin with only books and obsession. By all normal standards, most of the Infused and all of the Forsaken are totally insane and entirely incapable of functioning normally in society. They need not be dangerous, however, unless they or their way of life is threatened. The isolated magician described above might never create or perform a ritual to harm anyone. However, if someone stole one of his papers, or perhaps even refused to sell him a book, the dark side of his insanity might make itself known. Prophets are the most ambiguous of all of the varieties of the Infused. Many become leaders of dark and twisted cults, but certainly not all. Some become saint-like in their selflessness and caring, while others are merely lost in their own private communion with the forces beyond. The latter become hermits who leave their trance-like dreams only when someone comes seeking their aid and assistance. MUTATION Mutation is a permanent physical change induced by Seepage. This is believed to happen only to the Infused, although Aegis is still investigating this. Mutations occur slowly, but irreversibly. The Infused's own power slowly twists its body, the beast inside leaves its mark on the flesh. The processes of mutation seem to employ an inhuman form of regeneration. Instead of healing, it alters the body. Wolfen aspects may surface, but still a man cannot become wolf. Normally, the mutation bends humans into Predators. Claws, fangs, additional mass, and fur, actually thick body-wide hair, have all been duly noted as common attributes. Rumors of sudden or periodic transformations are unjustified, it has been determined that werewolves and other lycanthropes exist, but do not physically transform as fantasized in legend. They are Infused Predators projecting the Telepathic Illusion of wolfen transformation. Although wolfen or bestial mutations are the most common, they are by no means the full extent of paranormal mutations encountered. BANES Banes are those objects, conditions or actions that are antithetical to the corrupted. For example, a vampiric Predator would have a violent reaction to sunlight, religious items, wooden stakes, etc. Some Banes instill fear in the creature, or enrage. Using a Bane is the best way to ensure the complete and utter destruction of the creature, and ensuring that the Infused does not return as a Demon. Some Banes are discussed in the categories below, but many Banes are specific to the individual archetypes, covered in the following enteries. ARCHETYPES OF INFUSED Being corrupted is at its essence leaving humanity behind and becoming a living archetype. Even if the archetype is one of love and caring, humanity is lost in the process. The essence of being an archetype is being concerned only with matter relating to that particular nature and function. Friends, hobbies, life goals and even personality quirks not directly relevant are slowly lost as the corrupted being divests itself of the remaining tatters of its humanity. Archetypes are single, easily-defined, culturally universal concepts. Archetypes form the basis of most myths and legends. The wise magician, the holy hermit, the young hero with great potential, the wicked stepmother, the wildman or wildwoman, death personified, the berserk warrior, the sacred fool, and the evil tempter are all archetypes found in stories told throughout the world. In the West, a variety of archetypal images can be found in Tarot cards, Arthurian myths, and the legends of all the Indo-European religions. No one knows if our existing archetypes are in some way based upon legends of the Infused and the Forsaken. Alternatively, the Seepage may create archetypal monsters as a response to the deep structures of the human mind. In either case, every corrupted being is some reflection of these archetypes. It is important to remember that there are no “species” or “breeds” of monsters. The similarities are based upon the laws of magic and human psychology, not those of biology. Some of those who are attacked by a Predator and survive slowly become Predators. However, they need not become the same type of Predator as their attacker. The specific archetype "chosen" by any individual corrupted being depends on a combination of circumstance and quirks of their personal psychology. As a general rule, no corrupted being adopts an archetype that is wholly alien to their former human psychological makeup. Some might take comfort in this fact. Remember, however, that within all of us lies the potential to become a number of archetypal beings -- some fearsome and deadly and all strange and inhuman. When attacked by a Predator, an angry person of dubious morals might become a cannibalistic monster who kills and consumes random people. On the other hand, a person of great faith and strong moral convictions might become a terrifying avenger who hunts down and kills anyone who transgresses their now rigid moral code. We all carry the seeds of inhumanity within us. Dash makes a note of it on his HERMES link; it seems like an interesting read, but his questions at the moment have been answered. He instead checks out the briefing information that is now found on the forefront of his uplink, and taps the address attributed to the witness. Within moments, he has a map before him with markers designating the police station and the crime scene. A casual scroll shows the estate is approximately an hour and a half away, not accounting for traffic; the station and the crime scene appear to be about ten blocks separated.
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Nash "Bringing the witness in for questioning shouldn't be a problem," Nash replies. "I'll just spin some story that the homicide is related to a fugitive. I'd like to bring some additional firepower if I can, just in case we run into Black Book, or our killer. Jack, Kay, that'd be one of you." Dropping his cigarette butt into a nearby cup, he continues, "Marcus, have there been any other notable homicides in the vicinity that we know of?" If nobody has any objections, I'm happy to take the lead on this one.
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Tami Lea Kayla Tami absorbs the information with little more than her typical frown. Her gaze slides over to Nash when he volunteers to be the leader. "Alright, Sport. We'll see how you do." She looks back at Marcus, waiting to hear the answer to the question.
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Jack "Jackie Jack" Gates "Either Nash or Jack Jack can bring her in officially and then we can disappear her to wherever the offsite is. Ask our questions and find out more. If Black Book is involved they are likely to be a bit less subtle in bringing her in. I dunno who found out first, us or them. But if they found out first there is going to be a rendition team inbound, just incase. No one likes to make unnecessary noise so they'll probably try to play the fed card too. Let me see if I can catch a whiff of any movements." Jack will step out of the briefing and go to a secure area of the mansion to make the call. He will use the HERMES system to flag all the smaller airline carriers that tend to be used for MAC and otherwise clandestine flights, the ones that he usually has frequent flyer miles on, to see about arranging transportation for a 6 man team. He uses some of the old codes he was told to give when arranging flights for the other teams he's been on. Teams that, now that he's with Aegis, Jack realizes were Black Book operations. Jackie Jack figures that any risk is acceptable considering the civvies wouldn't report back to Black Book that "someone" from their office called to arrange a flight. Thats what the phonecall was for in the first place. Bureaucracy at 3, lets do it. Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 21:20 on Aug 22, 2014 |
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Jennifer Stetson Jennifer listens silently as the butler goes through the briefing. As the photo of the victim appears she can only subconsiously pull her flask back out and take a few pulls, the only thing stopping her from saying something insensitive. When he finishes she pipes up, "Well I can easily get into the morgue. I Just go in there, say something about suspicions of like zombie plague or Ebola at work, and get access to the body. I can then gather samples and detailed pictures. Though I don't know how to test tissue for traces of paranormal poo poo, if they even leave a trace." She takes another pull from her flask, "Hey Jeeves, this CSI fucker who clued you in, is he or she available as a resource or for contact, or should we keep our distance to avoid cross cell contamination or some poo poo?"
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Martin Dash Glancing briefly at Stetson as she takes another pull from the silver flask, Dash offers "I'll chauffeur Ms. Stetson and provide a bit of backup on the ground with her if she thinks she can get me in as an assistant or intern or whatever the hell the CDC does." "I'll make a few calls and rustle up a car - something non-descript," he says as he starts scrolling through his phone contacts to find an old friend who he heard was operating out of New York, hoping the number was still the same. I'll support Werix and whoever else wants to come to the morgue and then possibly head to crime scene? Pulling strings for a chop-shop vehicle, something non-descript and hirecar/government fleet-ish like a Crown Victoria.
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"You'll understand, Marshall Nash, that you are asking if there have been murders in New York City." Marcus gives Nash a wry smile, but shakes his head. "But no. We've noticed nothing of a similar nature; the only ones even within the past month have been related to standard crime; a mugging, a gang tiff, the usual. Nothing of this nature or of anyone that could be seemed overly important or linked to our usual concerns." He then turns to Stetson. "Our forensics contact IS available for you to pick at his brain, but he does not know who you are and we would prefer to keep it that way, in case he is compromised. We can relay questions to him or otherwise give you any data he has, but I'm not sure what you'd like beyond that." Both Sergeant Gates and Mr. Dash get up to excuse themselves, needing to make a few phone calls of their own. Marcus lets them out, the room buzzing faintly as the security measures are deactivated. The thin man smiles, excusing himself as well as he lets the others talk amongst themselves while two of their teammates follow their own leads. Heading into the kitchen, Jackie makes a call to one of the front companies he's used in the past to set up clandestine trips for the Rangers, suspecting they've worked with Black Book before. When he speaks with the lady on the other end about booking a flight, he finds the process to be absolutely seamless. The woman on the other end seems almost flirtatious by the end, and gives the sergeant her extension if he should ever need her services again. However, in spite of this, he was unable to find out if Black Book had been using the same service. It's possible that, even if a flight WERE booked, it'd be on a need to know basis. Simply calling and booking another one wouldn't reveal anything. Meanwhile, Dash digs up an old buddy of his who owes him a favor. The two chat for a few minutes, catching up on old times, before Dash reveals he's calling to pull in what's due. The man goes quiet for a moment and sighs. "Alright, bud. I'll see what I can do. I don't got much on my own, but I got favors of my own I can call in. Guessin' you don't have the cash up front, huh?" When he gets the negative from Dash, the guy laughs. "Yeah, didn't think so. Okay, I'll see if I got anything liquid I can put towards this, or see if I can get someone to front it. I know, I owe ya big, so we'll call it even after this, alright?" He asks what sort of vehicle Dash needs, and after a minute tells him to give him a bit of time and he'll see what he can do. Gates fails his test to get information, but aces his test for mobility; going forward, he will gain +2 to his Mobility rolls if he deals with this lady. (8 on Investigation, 13 on Bureaucracy) Dash passes his Criminal Resources test, gaining approximately 2 RP to spend towards a vehicle. This is after it has been doubled by his Criminal Resources string. (10 on Criminal Resources) He also aces his Chop Shop test, and will get +2 to dealing with the guy that his old buddy will put him in contact with. Due to the effect on Chop Shops, you will be able to purchase any vehicle that has Criminal or Civilian Influence as one of its required spheres of influence at a discount of 3 RP, to a minimum of 1 RP. It will take 2 hours for it to be ready and can be delivered to a location for you to pick up. (13 on Chop Shops) John Dyne fucked around with this message at 04:18 on Aug 23, 2014 |
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Tami Lea Kayla Drumming her fingers together for a moment, Tami runs through her options before pulling out her Communication Link. She starts looking for information on the victim, using her NSA precision. Edited because I forgot about the Links.
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Jack Harrison "Should we work on finding the identity of the victim?", Jack asks Nash. "Sure, this may just be some random killing by some Infused or Forsaken, but my money is that, even if there is some paranormal involvement, the victim knew the killer."
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