Toopoxia
25-11-2008, 21:39
A flash shone over the glitchy screen of the survielence probe, it continued to transmit from its prone position rested on the dusty floor of the old Nabimbe fortress, unable to record the vast array of battlefield noises it just sat, absorbing the chaos around it, three men had entered the room, they seemed oddly difficult to focus on, as if their uniforms changed to adapt to the dusty orange walls.
IndentA brief pause hung over the battlefield, the probe rotated itself over the small room, spotting a small group of men from its new position, in comparrison these men were dirty and haggard, their uniforms were simple rag dyed to blend almost with that of the terrain, they moved slowly and quietly over their room, not spotting the towering titans of the camouflaged intruders.
IndentA white spear tipped from the black rods the intruders held, a splash of red liquid poured over the floor and the immaculate uniforms, running quickly off onto the floor, two of the men ran into the second room, the third walked slowly over to the probe, picking it up and staring into its Mono-Optic Camera.
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The soldier continued to hold its trophy, the defeated probe whirring and blinking, all around the building were the rocketing beats of artillery and screams of those dying, the soldier stared hard at the object, his Optics HUD examining each piece of the intricate technology, revealing the piece to have been produced by Liberty, but hacked by some third party, it didn't function as well as the original but allowed use by those not a part of the Liberty Implant System.
IndentA window opened on the Optics HUD, the green type against white background directing the soldiers attention towards the message, "Nabimbe Surrender Announced, Occupation Objectives added." The message continued to list the objectives of the operation, including the most obvious protocol to eliminate any remaining resistance.
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A man sat in his sparsely decorated white room, white was said to increase productivity, through a lack of distraction, and this man, one Mitya Andropov, tended to agree with the idea, although he sat solemnly quiet he busily viewed the twenty or so reports from across the battlefield, occasionally smiling as he heard the rare tale of heroics.
Indent"Operation Liberty Strike Successful." He dictated, his words copied perfectly on the HUD screen, "Nabimbe Goverment has recompensated the sixty billion dollar debt to Liberty Firm with total military occupation, further reperations will be paid for by Nabimbe citizens, Operation Storma is in effect, Nabimbe citizens are required to undergo compulsary chipping processes, Message ends" He ended, openening the small LCD screen on his desk.
(OOC: I'm villainising it up for all the good guys out there!)
IndentA brief pause hung over the battlefield, the probe rotated itself over the small room, spotting a small group of men from its new position, in comparrison these men were dirty and haggard, their uniforms were simple rag dyed to blend almost with that of the terrain, they moved slowly and quietly over their room, not spotting the towering titans of the camouflaged intruders.
IndentA white spear tipped from the black rods the intruders held, a splash of red liquid poured over the floor and the immaculate uniforms, running quickly off onto the floor, two of the men ran into the second room, the third walked slowly over to the probe, picking it up and staring into its Mono-Optic Camera.
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The soldier continued to hold its trophy, the defeated probe whirring and blinking, all around the building were the rocketing beats of artillery and screams of those dying, the soldier stared hard at the object, his Optics HUD examining each piece of the intricate technology, revealing the piece to have been produced by Liberty, but hacked by some third party, it didn't function as well as the original but allowed use by those not a part of the Liberty Implant System.
IndentA window opened on the Optics HUD, the green type against white background directing the soldiers attention towards the message, "Nabimbe Surrender Announced, Occupation Objectives added." The message continued to list the objectives of the operation, including the most obvious protocol to eliminate any remaining resistance.
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A man sat in his sparsely decorated white room, white was said to increase productivity, through a lack of distraction, and this man, one Mitya Andropov, tended to agree with the idea, although he sat solemnly quiet he busily viewed the twenty or so reports from across the battlefield, occasionally smiling as he heard the rare tale of heroics.
Indent"Operation Liberty Strike Successful." He dictated, his words copied perfectly on the HUD screen, "Nabimbe Goverment has recompensated the sixty billion dollar debt to Liberty Firm with total military occupation, further reperations will be paid for by Nabimbe citizens, Operation Storma is in effect, Nabimbe citizens are required to undergo compulsary chipping processes, Message ends" He ended, openening the small LCD screen on his desk.
(OOC: I'm villainising it up for all the good guys out there!)