Alien Viscera
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It's the year 2083, the city of New Cerberus is a marvelous wonder among the many super cities around the globe. The city is boosted economically from imports and exports made by Lotus Inc, the leading manufacturer of medication and medical research. One day an outbreak occurs went a shipment of raw chemicals is stopped and raided by black market thieves. The thieves unknowing of some of the properties of the chemicals accidentally release a toxic substance, now known as Beta Zeta, or a more common name, Bolacantis Zeronium. Its a neurological chemical that mutants the cells in the brain, causing rapid and uncontrollable cell growth. One of the more dangerous effects is the extreme hostility towards uninfected beings.
Its now 2086 and over half the population has been infected, living out the rest of they’re days wondering around the quarantined zones, and with overpopulation and a dwindling source of food, we needed a way to take back the lost parts of the world and rebuild. The new government, the Human Life Conservation Initiative (HLCI) agreed with the people and launched Operation Silver Rain. This was a campaign that would launch units of soldiers out into the infected areas and clear them out little by little. We called these men Reapers, the symbol of hope for a future where we can live without fear once again.
You are one of those soldiers, a reaper, Extermination Squadron Delta 55, code name “Demon’s Cutlass”. You were aboard an HLCI hover carrier. Your superior officer, Captain Grim, was briefing you on the mission. Your hold your harness as he straps himself into his own harness. All seems fine, the carrier holding your squad is moving to the drop zone, no problems. Then it happens, a large explosion to the side of the aircraft rocks it back, red lights flash and the alarm blares; your ears ring. The captain yells, but you can’t make out any of what he’s saying. Another explosion. The craft screams as the ground nears. Black.
You wake up slowly to see yourself being pulled from the flaming wreckage of what used to be the hover carrier. The familiar voice of your Captain grunts and speaks through his helmet. “You’re a pretty tough kid. That impact flung you right into the damn wall. Killed the rest of the squad.” He picks you up onto your feet and hands you, your rifle. “Whats your name son?”
HLCI Military ID
Name: Blake McDonner
Age: 29
Rank: Specialist
Weapons
Primary: HK416 Advanced Carbine
Secondary: Ruger Blackhawk Standard Revolver
Equip: Sticky Grenades & Bowie knife
HLCI Military ID
Name: Samuel Grim
Age: 33
Rank: Captain
Weapons
Primary: M4 Advanced Carbine
Secondary: M9 Advanced Side Arm
Equip: Static grenades & Deployable Cover
Its now 2086 and over half the population has been infected, living out the rest of they’re days wondering around the quarantined zones, and with overpopulation and a dwindling source of food, we needed a way to take back the lost parts of the world and rebuild. The new government, the Human Life Conservation Initiative (HLCI) agreed with the people and launched Operation Silver Rain. This was a campaign that would launch units of soldiers out into the infected areas and clear them out little by little. We called these men Reapers, the symbol of hope for a future where we can live without fear once again.
You are one of those soldiers, a reaper, Extermination Squadron Delta 55, code name “Demon’s Cutlass”. You were aboard an HLCI hover carrier. Your superior officer, Captain Grim, was briefing you on the mission. Your hold your harness as he straps himself into his own harness. All seems fine, the carrier holding your squad is moving to the drop zone, no problems. Then it happens, a large explosion to the side of the aircraft rocks it back, red lights flash and the alarm blares; your ears ring. The captain yells, but you can’t make out any of what he’s saying. Another explosion. The craft screams as the ground nears. Black.
You wake up slowly to see yourself being pulled from the flaming wreckage of what used to be the hover carrier. The familiar voice of your Captain grunts and speaks through his helmet. “You’re a pretty tough kid. That impact flung you right into the damn wall. Killed the rest of the squad.” He picks you up onto your feet and hands you, your rifle. “Whats your name son?”
HLCI Military ID
Name: Blake McDonner
Age: 29
Rank: Specialist
Weapons
Primary: HK416 Advanced Carbine
Secondary: Ruger Blackhawk Standard Revolver
Equip: Sticky Grenades & Bowie knife
HLCI Military ID
Name: Samuel Grim
Age: 33
Rank: Captain
Weapons
Primary: M4 Advanced Carbine
Secondary: M9 Advanced Side Arm
Equip: Static grenades & Deployable Cover