Riddle78
Four Thousand Club
IMPORTANT! READ THE TECH THREAD TO FAMILIARIZE YOURSELF WITH THE SETTING! http://www.rpnation.com/showthread.php/682-Vagrant-Technology-and-Hardware-Explanations-CRITICAL?p=15144#post15144
The Sign-Up: http://www.rpnation.com/showthread.php/687-Vagrant-SU?p=15250#post15250
Humankind's reign over Earth is faltering. Eleven years ago,war was waged. The weapons quickly grew larger,more advanced,and more horrific. People always said that war never changes. The citizens of Ottawa beg to differ. When war was waged,the United States military seized an opprotunity to pillage Canada for desperately needed resources. Canada's allies sprang into action,most notably Japan. Now,the war was losing steam. The Large scale conflicts stopped,and now humanity was bombing itself to extinction. Ottawa,the capitol of Canada,is now a bombed-out ruin,ruled by scavengers. However,there was a secret project that remained untouched. Now,it launches. HMSV Phoenix,a ship that would be Canada's salvation...But only if it survived take-off.
The Phoenix is a colony ship. It can hold a huge amount of people,and still have room for cargo. You are one of the people who were assigned to this ship.
Paul walked down the gangplank of the Phoenix in his enviro-suit. He had a Scimitar across the small of his back and a Carnifex on his right hip. He was the head of the last scout team to go out before launch. Around him was chaos;the Bulwarks and YMIRs were defending the ship,keeping unauthorized personnel away.
Paul's mission was to lead his squad to an abandoned CAF R&D lab nearby,and recover any useful technology. If they found any convoys along the way,they were to send them to the Phoenix. Paul hoped desperately to find a patrol;his daughter,Gillian,hadn't arrived yet,and he was worried sick. To calm himself,Paul pulled a small,weathered portrait from his breast pocket. It was creased,and his own face was rubbed away due to handling. But his daughter's face was visible,smiling brightly. He smiled under his helmet,and put the photo back into his pocket,and awaited his squad.
The Sign-Up: http://www.rpnation.com/showthread.php/687-Vagrant-SU?p=15250#post15250
Humankind's reign over Earth is faltering. Eleven years ago,war was waged. The weapons quickly grew larger,more advanced,and more horrific. People always said that war never changes. The citizens of Ottawa beg to differ. When war was waged,the United States military seized an opprotunity to pillage Canada for desperately needed resources. Canada's allies sprang into action,most notably Japan. Now,the war was losing steam. The Large scale conflicts stopped,and now humanity was bombing itself to extinction. Ottawa,the capitol of Canada,is now a bombed-out ruin,ruled by scavengers. However,there was a secret project that remained untouched. Now,it launches. HMSV Phoenix,a ship that would be Canada's salvation...But only if it survived take-off.
The Phoenix is a colony ship. It can hold a huge amount of people,and still have room for cargo. You are one of the people who were assigned to this ship.
Paul walked down the gangplank of the Phoenix in his enviro-suit. He had a Scimitar across the small of his back and a Carnifex on his right hip. He was the head of the last scout team to go out before launch. Around him was chaos;the Bulwarks and YMIRs were defending the ship,keeping unauthorized personnel away.
Paul's mission was to lead his squad to an abandoned CAF R&D lab nearby,and recover any useful technology. If they found any convoys along the way,they were to send them to the Phoenix. Paul hoped desperately to find a patrol;his daughter,Gillian,hadn't arrived yet,and he was worried sick. To calm himself,Paul pulled a small,weathered portrait from his breast pocket. It was creased,and his own face was rubbed away due to handling. But his daughter's face was visible,smiling brightly. He smiled under his helmet,and put the photo back into his pocket,and awaited his squad.