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Jofur MUR
ARKLINE
Lokun Listamenn
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Posted - 2013.05.20 16:50:00 -
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>>resume file name: interview Mur Jofur
GÇ£When that Sarum ***** unloaded the terran weapon, the Titan barely had a jump gate available. Most ships never made it through...
The Hearth Ember -luckily or unluckily- just happened to be floating at the right place at the right time and its rent hull was pulled through in the wake of the gaping maw. Most of the crew was dead. I myself clung to life, although it was perverse concept of living. I was rotting away within a mangled husk of a body. I was dead; my stupid pride just couldnGÇÖt accept that fact.
After MekhiosGǪGǥ
He turned his attention to his hands, which he brought over the table, and held them before him as if in fascination. It should be noted that only the intricate tattoos that ran down over his right arm marred his unblemished skin.
GÇ£You know those moments when you dream and you realize that the dream isnGÇÖt a dream but something more? Like seemingly dying and going to paradise? And when you realize that the dream is in fact a dream and you begin to awaken, you struggle to return to the dream because the real world is just a bleak and barren excuse for an existence most living it donGÇÖt want?
I awoke one day. The leathery and creased face of the old brutor hovered over me; his smile although welcoming felt strange, like the snarl of a predator before a death dealing strike. I donGÇÖt remember much, yet in short I was emerged within vat which contained a pale-rose hued fluid GÇôamniotic fluid. When I was pulled forth from the amniotic fluid vat, the old brutor stated something that has been embedded into my mind ever since, GÇ£tul raok armok armok raok tul!GÇ¥
It translates to GÇÿWe burden our breath, our breath burdens us.GÇÖ
I have burdened a many hours pondering the words of the sanmatar. In its basic context the phrase just states it is all the same, yet in what context did the old brutor mean as I emerged forth from immortal project?
I donGÇÖt know, nor will I waste your time in attempting to decipher it.
But I believeGǪ Recall when I mentioned that I was a murderer? Well, due to my rebirth as an immortal that I am not only a murderer, but an undying killer as well as an engineered plague whose true purpose is to purge the flaws from the concept of what our leaders believe New Eden to be. Although, I have come to realize that we canGÇÖt be taken under sway by the very nature of our being. We, liken to the molten metal within the flames of a forge, can be reformed and wrought in different fashions and forged into new destinies.
The fate of New Eden falls now upon immortals. Yet, regardless of our advancements, as we pierce the natural boundaries of life and death, I think it is like the old brutor stated GÇ£it is all the same.GÇ¥
In our turbulent times, the only thing that matters shall be our own choices and the personal convictions we pay in order to make those choices.
Which path do we choose?GÇ¥
He brought his hands down on the table and lifted himself; rising from his chair. I urged him to stay, yet my attempts were in vain. As he turned his back to me making his path out of the room, I knew I would never meet the man again.
Thus ends my interview with Jofur Mur.
>>close file name: interview Mur Jofur |
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Posted - 2013.05.20 17:16:00 -
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Name: Specimen 2
Mental age: 2 Years
History: A by-product of early experimentation by Genolution along with four others noted as the "Specimens", 2 was a clone that miraculously achieved self intelligence without any transfer of consciousness. In an attempt by the company to test the feasibility of indoctrinating clones to serve as the most loyal ultimate soldiers, they locked him and his "Brothers" in solitary confinement to see if 2's mind was feral or reasonable. It soon came apparent that it was the former, as 6 hours later confinement was opened to reveal a pool of blood; 2 had single handedly killed an cannibalised all 4 of his comerades.
Genolution security attempted to apprehend 2, but forced his way through 20 armed guards, unable to stop him due to the clone's enhanced durability. Stowing away on a cruiser and dropping out to lowsec, seeking out the Elote mercenary corporations, seeing their members as minds he could devour to enhance his strength.
To this date, 2 has not died in battle.
Psych Evaluation: Not enough data on 2 has been gathered to compile an in depth report; He is believed to have learned speech by this point due to Clone technology's superior learning skills, but it's very possible 2 remains sadistic and power hungry.
Reports of dead (permanently) mercenaries are floating around describing a feral character lunging for the point where the implant is located, then tearing the hard suit off of the victim and cannibalising it.
2 Could not have developed moral reason at this point: It will not care for Ideals, it will not care for emotions, or for money. It only cares for blood, and for phDO NOT attempt to reason with it, report to your local CONCORD office at once if you spot the figure. |
EnIgMa99
Imperfects
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Posted - 2013.05.20 19:13:00 -
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Name: ???
Birth: 23180-23200?? A.D.
It is said but not known that this clone in particular was said to be a Minmitar that was born and raised as an Amarr slave warrior against his Minmitar brethren. In a single defiant act it was said that he started the Minmitar rebellion in 23216 A.D. He was captured by Amarr after the rebellion failed and though back room dealings was purchased by the Caldari State for a large sum of money. The Caldari subjugated him to many tests and enhancements including there new clone technology acquired from the Jove. He is said to be the 99th iteration in an attempt to make the perfect warrior. The project was scrapped and the clone put into hibernation since clone technology wasnGÇÖt advanced enough to make him an immortal solider. For hundreds of years he laid in suspended animation as it is fabled.
What do do know is that he was re-awoken by a very wealthy meritorious investor with unknown motives who had acquired advanced cloning technology with intent on making an elite immortal solider. This clone then found a lucrative means of violent life in Mordu's Trial's where he started work with the Tronhadar Free Guard. His prowess on the battlefield made people rallied to him to form an elite group called the Hetairoi. which later worked in unison with Imperfects to later be in Imperfects and eventually winning the closed tournament in Mordu's private trial's. After that he took place in several martial actions dealing with quafe agents and dealings in the uprising conflict. Now he works in the Imperfects liberating districts from former owners and emptying the wallets of anyone who can afford his services.
Psych report: unknown
Behavior analysis: emotionless and cold, barbaric at times.
Preferred weapon: This clone holds no particular weapon of high value but shows a tenacity to have complete mastery of each weapon, however he does appreciate weapons that can ventilate the head of an enemy clone. |
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Posted - 2013.05.20 19:24:00 -
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EnIgMa99 wrote:
His prowess on the battlefield made people rallied to him to form an elite group called the Hetairoi.
Subtle |
EnIgMa99
Imperfects
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Posted - 2013.05.20 19:33:00 -
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Freshticles wrote:EnIgMa99 wrote:
His prowess on the battlefield made people rallied to him to form an elite group called the Hetairoi.
Subtle
true story bro |
Moronic Farce
Goonfeet
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Posted - 2013.05.20 19:43:00 -
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Moronic Farce, formerly Morice Farnsworth, was working at a space gas station when an astro flyer rolled across the planetary parking lot. Picking it up to throw it into the terrestrial trash can he glanced at the writing on the photosphere paper.
Now wanted
Mercenaries for a new corporation dedicated to advancing the cause of popular christian bible discussion website "Something Awful". We offer standard pay and the best healthcare and dental in the sector!
Realizing that his sore tooth wasn't going to fix itself he called the number on the astro flyer and caught the first binary star bus to Goonfeet HQ. |
Hashtag Awesome
Goonfeet
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Posted - 2013.05.20 20:18:00 -
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Has Htaga'wesome is a name that is known across not just this universe, but all of them. A dimension-travelling Soldier-of-Fortune, he can be found in any reality where there is money to be made. He trained as an apprentice under Cloud Strife in the slums of Nibelheim, then put his sword skills to the test when he defeated Adolf ****** in his bunker beneath Castle Wolfenstein. Has Htaga'wesome is a solitary figure, a mysterious shadow unknown to all except those he has married in their dimensions (letGÇÖs just say Chun-Li and Alyx Vance better not meet!)
He is currently training to beat his rival, Son Gokou in the World Martial Arts Tournament and was recently called GÇ£the baddest ass iGÇÖve ever metGÇ¥ by Solid Snake personally. |
Succendo
Goonfeet
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Posted - 2013.05.20 20:19:00 -
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I can't wait for Dust roleplay to be a thing so I can read all the awful fanfics. |
Viridian-354
Company of Marcher Lords
Amarr Empire
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Posted - 2013.05.20 21:47:00 -
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(A lot of plot holes, just so that it isn't amazingly long(er))
>Name: Viridian-354
>Mental age: Unknown. (Possibly early to late 20s)
>History: On a Frigate to Jita, the ship was attacked by Pirates. Face burnt, body crippled, unconscious and clinging onto life, his body was found by Amarrian scounts and taken to the Imperial Scientific Research Centre in Amarr.
He awoke as the 354th 1st Generation "Immortal" to survive the Amarr cloning project, and was given the name "Viridian" by Emperess herself as a sign of good faith to the Khanid, whom he looked most like. When pressed about his past everything from his childhood, teenage years to his early adult life is nothing but a haze of faces, shrill screams mixed with sounds of gunfire and visions of death and decay.
Assigned to a unit trained to quell the uprising caused by the Minmatar slaves. Visions of his past appeared as he gazed upon the smoke and ash, covering the crumbling market district. The more he fought the more the visions grew stronger. He could hear the voices of a man and woman, he could feel their warmth. As the last Minmatar Rebel fell to the ground, he walked up and took a look at her face then to another man's alongside. Such resemblance to his own. Suddenly the visions grew stronger, he saw the Minmatar flag, re-lived the rituals his Tribe the Vherokior engaged in, saw his mother and father and the horrors he witnessed on Matar.
He stood there in silence as he came to the realisation of his past, "I'm not Amarrian, I'm Minmatar." he whispered, rage slowly accumulating. His squad leader approached him. A Scrambler Rifle shot was heard, the squad leader dropped to his knees. "What have you done to me!" he shouted and in a blind rage stood in battle stance picking off the remaining members of his squad. Disappearing into the ash and dust, to once again seek revenge against the Amarr Empire.
>Favourite weapon: Scrambler Rifle. (Because killing your enemies with the weapon they made coulden't be more ironic.)
>Preferred dropsuit: Amarr Medium Dropsuit
>Contract recommendation: Anything Amarr related, just for payback.
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Nexus Tau
DIOS EX.
Gentlemen's Agreement
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Posted - 2013.05.20 22:21:00 -
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Name: Nexus Tau
Mental Age: Unknown
History: Born and raised on Halle VII, a mysterious recolletion of past lives leads me into becoming immortal. My impant felt rushed but painless, thusted into battle I scored a massvie amount of kills until getting shot from behind and falling to the ground. I came back into a fresh body, and excated my revenge on my killer, I had fallen into a vicious cycle of life and death and for it to be neverending, and I embraced it.
Psychological Status: I am very friendly, and love to battle other players.
Favorite Dropsuit: Gallente Medium
Favorite Weapon: Assault Rifle |
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Belzeebub Santana
SVER True Blood
Unclaimed.
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Posted - 2013.05.20 22:38:00 -
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I am a spawn of Satan |
R'adeh Hunt
The Unholy Legion Of DarkStar
DARKSTAR ARMY
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Posted - 2013.05.20 22:43:00 -
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>Name: R'adeh Hunt
>Mental Age: About 5 years old
>History: There once was an EVE pilot called R'adeh who had monkey sex with another character called Ione Hunt...R'adeh Hunt was the result. He was too dumb to pilot a ship though so he's barred from ever flying.
>Psychological status: Mellow Bob Marley & Hannibal Lecter all wrapped in one
>Favourite weapon: Knives & Flaylock 
>Preferred dropsuit: Minmatar scout
>Contract recommendation: If Pyrex says "jump", I ask "how high?" :D |
Succendo
Goonfeet
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Posted - 2013.05.20 22:45:00 -
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This is my mercenary babe. She's got big **** and a big ass and she will shoot you face. |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
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Posted - 2013.05.21 00:48:00 -
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FDI's been doing some digging on any Gallente that became clone mercenaries. To be expected I suppose. Managed to hack my file; at least the more basic version of it since there's no way this could be the original since its been butchered. Some of the more interesting stuff is in a couple of the interviews, which I do have the manuscripts for. These have also been butchered mind you.
>>Interview JU-003<<
>>Interviewer: Major [REDACTED]
*Major [REDACTED] sits in a chair with a console in front of him, leafing through some data. The sound of a door opening can be heard. A Minmatar, hair in locks and covered in a variety of tattoos, walks in, salutes and takes a seat at the desk after being motioned to do so.
Major: Good afternoon.
Minmatar: Sir.
Major: State your name for the interview.
Minmatar: Sergeant Hakram Shakor.
Major: Let's get straight to it. Tell me what you know about Jakar Umbra.
*Shakor raises an eyebrow.
Shakor: A dead man.
Major: Not quite. Now I'll request once again you tell me what you know about Jakar Umbra.
Shakor: Where do you want me to start?
Major: Tell me what you know about him prior to his joining the Federation Army.
Shakor: That should be in his file but okay. He was born in Luminaire if I remember correctly; not Seven mind you. I think it was three or four; whichever one it was. Parents were both fullblooded Gallente. His mother died in an accident involving Serpentis on Luminaire VII when he was five. His father met an Intaki a few months later and they had a son, his brother, Atani. Jakar became a cadet at a pretty young age. He trained Field Support - logistics, medic, mechanics, engineering, that sorta thing when he started specializing under me.
Major: Anything else?
Shakor: Explosives Ordnance.
Major: Explains alot. Tell me about him personally.
Shakor: What about him?
Major: Political stance, any alliegences...
Shakor: Okay... He has little love for the Caldari and is a huge Minmatar supporter, having lived with them for a few years of his life when he was younger.
*The Major makes a note on his console.
Major: Continue.
Shakor: There's not much else. He believes in what the Gallente stand for, but doesn't believe in some of the more extreme measures.
*The Major nods.
Major: I see. Tell me about the [REDACTED] Incident.
Shakor: You mean the one involving the Eagles?
*Shakor visibly chuckles.
Shakor: One other thing about Jakar is that he was an excellent hacker. He found out about a mission involving the Black Eagles and some Gallente citizens. Apparently he went AWOL to intervene.
Major: He was a part of your unit. You didn't know?
Shakor: He didn't tell anyone.
*Lie detector results inconclusive
Major: What do you know about the incident?
Shakor: Only what the news said. You'd have to ask the Eagles for that report.
Major: Very well. Dismissed.
*Shakor stands, salutes and leaves.
>>End Interview<<
>>Interview JU-004<<
>>Interviewer: Major [REDACTED]
*Major [REDACTED] sits rubbing his head, looking at a console. The door opens. In walk a man with a black uniform, who salutes and takes a seat.
Major: State your name.
Subject: Agent [REDACTED]
Major: This is about the [REDACTED] Incident. Particularly everything involving Jakar Umbra.
*Subject's voice altered in recording.
Subject: Where do you want me to start?
Major: What was your mission?
Subject: Our mission involved infiltrating [REDACTED] and interrogating and eliminating [REDACTED].
Major: Something went wrong. What was it?
Subject: We infiltrated the AO no problem but someone tipped them off.
Major: Umbra.
Subject: We found out his name later.
Major: So what happened?
Subject: Within a few minutes everything went from standard procedure to FUBAR.
Major: How so?
Subject: A hell of a gunfight, three agents dead and the escape of two high value targets. Umbra secured the HVTs and helped them fight us off. They fought us all the way to a station to get off planet, where it all came to a head. Umbra set off a series of high explosives, shutting us off from the station while the HVTs escaped. He died in the explosions making sure they got off planet.
Major: Who were the HVTs?
Subject: That's classified.
Major: We need to know why Umbra would have intervened. Who were they and why were they HVTs?
Subject: Give me a second.
*At this point an outside signal from a Neocom is detected. Moments later the subject looks at the Major.
Subject: I've been given clearance provided all the necessary measures are put in place.
Major: Everything will be edited and only top personnel will be able to access this file in its entirety anyway.
Subject: Excellent. The targets were...
[Three minutes of data REDACTED]
Subject: So why are we talking about Umbra?
Major: It seems he's now part of the clone mercenary programme. We're checking any Gallente we've found out are a part of that programme.
Subject: I see. Our agencies may have some things to communicate about.
>>End interview<< |
CharCharOdell
Pink Fluffy Bounty Hunterz
Noir. Mercenary Group
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Posted - 2013.05.21 15:22:00 -
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>Name: Charlotte O'Dell
>Mental Age: 60
>History: When Charlotte was but a wee tike, Charlotte found out that ARs are for wimps who like to have the one gun to rule them all, so Charlotte became devoted to slapping little girls in the face with railgun rounds at point blank range, Wittman style! (WWII Tiger Ace)
>Psychological status: Troll with a business sense. No tricks here. Charlotte blows things up and that's about it.
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>Favourite weapon: Railgun
>Preferred dropsuit: Gunlogi
>Contract recommendation: Anti-Vehicle and Installation ringer
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