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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.10 21:37:00 -
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Hawkeye was sat upon the sofa in his quarters, slowly sipping on his cup of coffee; it helped him unwind before or after a long day of methodically jumping across the battlefields of New Eden. Whilst he finished his third cup of the hour, a prompt appeared on his Neocom. A contract had appeared under the "Other Contracts".
Strange He thought to himself.
There's never anything in that one; didn't even know it did anything...
He accepted the contract, intrigued by the exceptional circumstances that would have warranted such a special contract. He got up from the sofa to put his cup away; but felt his conciousness being pulled away much faster than usual; almost instantly, in fact. The last thing he heard in that body before everything turned to black was the sound of ceramic smashing on the cold, hard floor.
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Hawkeye looked around, feeling slightly disorientated. He was in an almost perfectly brilliant white room, underlain by a slight green tinge. He couldn't feel the mass of the Sentinel he always used clinging to him. Looking at his arms and body, he saw that he was wearing some simple robes. He felt naked.
As the room came into focus he saw 3 others; 2 of them were obviously fellow mercenaries; but the third -standing behind a small table- looked too... Nervous. His feet were shifting, almost ready to pace around the room. The small CONCORD insignia pinned to his collar finally sharpened into focus.
Oh god... What have I gotten myself into?
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.11 21:22:00 -
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Hawkeye walked up to the small table, eyeing the CONCORD agent; who had yet to speak -opting instead for continuing to nervously idle-.
"Come on, then" Hawkeye said in anticipation. "Speak up, will you?"
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.12 01:37:00 -
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Hawkeye stepped out of the CRU; once again feeling the familiar embrace of the Amarrian Sentinel clinging to him. He casually walked past the technician -not paying him much heed- and left the clone vat room, tapping a few commands into his CHI to order his fittings.
I should probably review some materials on the Blood Raiders, but first; I need to find a place that has some good coffee... He thought to himself.
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.12 15:52:00 -
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Hawkeye flicked through a data-pad while he waited for his coffee. Although it didn't offer much information as to what he would be facing on the ground; it did grant him insight into the cult itself.
The ghastly descriptions of the rituals the Blood Raiders partook in -particularly graphic in some places- sent great chills down his spine. The blood pens filled with unfortunate crew of captured ships, the stalking of Sisters of EVE ships to disaster zones for easy prey... It disgusted him. In his mind, with nay a single trace of doubt, they were the closest thing to the epitome of evil that humanity could possibly reach. What disturbed him particularly though, was their love of clone blood.
As soon as we drop down, they are probably going to be thinking 'All-you-can-eat buffet'... Or something along those lines... He reasoned.
He got up and left; but put a large tip on the table for the soon-to-be approaching waiter.
I should get back to the others...
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.12 18:31:00 -
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The station hanger is a hive of activity, workmen can be seen all over loading items onto and off ships as they come to and fro, in the background, many ships can be seen moving on continuous, orderly lines of traffic.
Hawkeye heads towards a freighter that has just docked; small vehicles are parked by it to carry the cargo all over the station, including the loadouts he had ordered. As he enters the massive cargo hold to inspect his items, he sees Ermac near one of the stacks of containers mumbling to himself. He decides that he probably should get acquainted with at least someone on this mission.
"Hello there; I don't believe we have met." He holds out his hand. "The name's 'Hawkeye'."
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.12 21:49:00 -
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Ermac Vesely wrote:"My name is Ermac Vesely, but you can call me Mac." he says while he shakes Hawkeye's hand with his prosthesis
"And let me guess, you are also looking for the templars for some more intel on the enemy forces? Or are you here to inspect your gear?".
Ermac let go of Hawkeye's hand, but before Hawkeye was able to answer him; his and Ermac's NeoCom started pinging a message notification. Although he read the message quite quickly, Ermac had started an exchange with the sender, so he decided to inspect his items while Ermac was occupied.
The cargo crates were filled with the requested armaments, surrounded with white foam packaging. He lifted one out, a sturdy Boundless HMG. Even though Minmitar technology seemed very primitive, no one could deny the fact that it always worked. He gave the barrel a small experimental spin... He cradled it in his arms... He caressed the frame...
It may not have been the most elegant or good looking weapon (especially in comparison with the fabulous line of fashionable weapons the Amarr made). But no one's going to criticize you when you can unleash a torrent of lethal death-spitting hell-fire and hot lead Into their general direction at a moment's notice.
He chuckled to himself.
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.13 09:00:00 -
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True Adamance wrote:"Any questions?GÇ¥ he asked, his tone heavily marred by hate. The righteous fire had returned, it blazed within him. He liked to think they could see it in his face, the passion for the hunt, the hate of his foe, but more importantly, the righteousness of his cause.
"Do we know how strong a force we will be facing?"
"Is there the possibility that they may know we are coming?"
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.14 23:13:00 -
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PAUSE MODE ACTIVATED! (For great justice!)
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.15 01:23:00 -
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Hawkeye got up off the lifeless corpse of the former Blood Raider and brushed himself off, a few bullets dislodged from his carapace, making a sound similar to marbles as they landed on the concrete floor. He looked to his right, seeing 21 emerging from cover.
21yrOld Knight wrote:"Nice Aim, maybe next time you will warn me when you jump out of the dropship."
"And where would the fun be in that?" He whimsically replied.
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.16 21:42:00 -
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PAUSE; for some awesomeness, obscure explosions of "Jflurg", and some other cool stuff.
PLUS: There will be a pigeon.
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.18 20:43:00 -
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RUN: pause.exe
Generating world...
Creating variations...
Interacting with world...
Locating pigeons...
PLEASE STAND BY.
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.19 00:44:00 -
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Armour integrity at 17%
Hawkeye lifted himself from the ground, the armour repairers having done enough work that the suit's weight would not cause itself to buckle. Quickly running to the CRU, he spied Ermac in an alcove, sheltered from the line of sight of the balcony. The raiders that had been assaulting the position had already been dealt with.
"You stay here, I'll go up the stairway and see if I can't hit them from behind."
Turning around; he made a run for the stairs, being sure to stick behind cover as much as possible, lest the raiders on the balcony could pepper him with laser fire again. The stairs echoed the heavy beats of metal against metal as he climbed; the sound echoing off the solid walls surrounding him.
Upon reaching the top, he heard footfalls that did not belong to him. He quickly hid behind a large crate, and slowly peered out. A trio of raiders had broken off from the rest, and were heading directly towards him. Pulling a pair of locus grenades from his belt, he counted to three, then quietly rolled them into the path of the advancing trio. One of the number leaped backwards. The other two, apathetically failed to see anything was afoot till they were blown to smithereens.
Whilst the third was grounded, Hawkeye made his move: he charged at the man and wrapped his one of his arms around his neck, using the other to discard his rifle.
"You're coming with me, princess." He said to the raider, who futilely tried to wrest himself free of Hawkeye's grip, screaming various obscenities at him in some incomprehensible manner.
After dragging the man back into the stoneclad stairwell, Hawkeye pinned him against the wall by his neck, kicking and shouting. He tightened his grip, just enough to stop his bellowing ramblings, but not enough that it was imposable to breathe.
"You and I are going to have a little talk..."
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.19 16:20:00 -
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((PAUSE for rather unorthodox and, frankly disturbing scene.
Seriously; you will wonder how my mind is screwed up enough to come up with this.))
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.21 23:38:00 -
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Jaysyn Larrisen wrote:"Team - Jaysyn. Raiders escaping to the north on the 2nd floor. Hawkeye, Ermac you've got the targets!"
"Rodger that." Hawkeye replied.
Slamming a new drum into his trusty HMG, he climbed the stairwell back up to the 2nd floor. The squad of 5 raiders were moving across the catwalks connecting the area to the central building of the complex.
Come on... Just a little closer...
One of the raiders lifted his hand in a STOP motion, took aim and started firing, ushering the squad backwards as he did so.
"AGH! Damn!"
Not being close enough to effectively use his HMG, he let off several volleys of shots from his scrambler pistol, taking out 2 of the raiders before they managed to get behind the cover of the pillars and railings on the other side of the concrete canyon that separated them.
Sprays of suppressive fire struck and ricocheted against the walls around him, forcing him behind a nearby support pillar. At these distances, he wasn't going to be much use; and their rifles would cut him down or severely wound him if he tried to run across the catwalk.
"Ermac! Little help over here?"
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.02.27 17:13:00 -
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Ermac walked towards Hawkeye with a raised hand.
Ermac Vesley wrote:"Good job there comrade, I didn't know you where that good with a scrambler pistol."
"Hmm... Well I've had plenty of time to practice" Hawk said as he high-fived the raised hand.
He briefly considered twirling his pistol around his fingers, like those egotistical action gunslingers he saw in cheap Gallente holo flicks, but decided against it; remembering the indecent caused by the last time he did that.
Ermac Vesley wrote:"I still got a question though can you read Amarr symbols? There is a wall right there that is filled with those and I hope someone can translate them."
"Sorry, my Amarrian is rudimentary at best; all I know are a few get-by phrases. We'll probably need Kador if you want to read whatever you found" Hawk replied.
Intelligence without ambition; is a bird without wings...
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Hawk-eye Occultus
Omega Elite Mercs INC.
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Posted - 2014.03.06 08:07:00 -
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((RUN: Create.exe
... Locating Characters. > LOCATED.
... Performing at the theatre. > Shakespeare's "Hamlet" > Success.
... Acquiring targets. > TARGET LOCATED.
LET SUBJECT = "Ermac Vesely".
... Subject = Ermac Vesely.
RUN: Scenario Output.ogg
... Generating scenario results. PLEASE STAND BY.))
((This post will appear some time after 15:00 / 16:00 GMT; feel free to post right now it if you feel you cannot wait.))
CONTRACTS:
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Remember, whenever we need muscle; we simply farm it out to our favourite band of shady missionaries...
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