The Glitch

[2coolforu]

Every TR, VS and NC civillian knows about the secret research facilities each Empire has, but not their location and their secrets.

Location: 240 Km of the coast of cyssor
Fealty: New Conglomerate
Time: 10:41 AM Auraxis GMT
Use: R&D

Each Empire was in a constant race to better the others with technology, but often there were problems. Nanites are complex objects, and one wrong move could reprogram them and cause them to change, or even destroy, the entire universe, thats why every scientist stays a very large distance from altering nanites to their advantage, but on the New Conglomerate research base, 240 Km of the cyssor coast, on an island only a handfull of people know about, the lead technician received a call from New Conglomerate High Command.

Lead technician John Root, was sitting behind his desk, reviewing the latest experiments when his com-screen flashed red, and the words 'NC Command' appeared.

"Answer" He said to to the computer

A Mettallic voice enucated from the com-screen

" The NC high command, has decided to go ahead with research on altering nanites, we have discovered that the VS and TR are researching in the develpment of weapons of mass destruction, and we need a counter to this technology, we must have something that can wipe out both the Tyrannic republic and the Insanity of the Vanu Sovereignty"

"But medalling with the programming of nanites is hugely risky, one mistake and we could not only just wipe out the VS and TR, but the universe, and also the treaty every empire signed 3 days after the beginning of the unending war, the treaty not to disrupt the nanites in any dangerous way....2

The commander cut him off

"You will find us a WMD, or I will have you killed constantly for the rest of this war, you understand!"

"Yes Sir,Sorry Sir" Replied the technician

"Good, now get to work immidietly, we have not a second to lose"

"Yes Sir"

The commander cut the comlink, John sighed and held his head in his hands, the high command did not understand the technicalities of meddling with the nanite matrix, and also how difficult it was. Ah well, he thought, at least its something to do, he punched the island intercom up on the keyboard and explained what the High command had just said. 10 minutes later a flustered scientist charged up the stairs and burst into Johns office.

"Are the High Command mad! Changing nanites in the proposed way could cause them to forget the difference between destroyed particles and operative particles, nothing would deconstruct or reconstruct, corpses would come back to life, but they would just be empty shells, all personality lost because the person would respawn, the whole of auraxis would be covered in relative 'zombies' each one shooting anything!.."

John cut him off in mid sentence
"Im sure everything will be fine. And trust me, if we dont do this, then the High Command will be even worse than the possible zombies"

The scientist grimaced, then nodded, striding out of the room. That day, morale was at an all time low, staff muttered to each other in lowered voices, scientists continued their experiments, but with huge grimaces, everyone was unusually quiet, and they had good reason.


Location Terran Republic Sanctuary
Fealty: Terran Republic
Time: 17:28 Auraxis GMT
Use: Safe Zone, Civillian Housing.

Lieutennant Root, codenamed 2coolforu. Was sitting on a sofa in the Terran Republic Rapid Reaction Elite Units lounge, in the modified armour of the TR elite, true it was cubersome, and the thickness of it made anyone who wore it almost 12 foot high, it made whoever wore it tower above all soldiers, as the average TR soldier is 6 foot 10 inches in height, but to compensate it was made of an Almost indestructable alloy and also had tons of things wired inside it, like thermal vision, Automated targeting ect ect, but the most important thing was a device that super enhanced the wearers reactions and strength, and the suits armour had alsorts of things inside it that super-enhanced the strength on top of the hyper reactions and already enhanced strength, but by far the most important thing was the reactions, as it made everything seem in bullet time.

But there were downsides,the suit was attached to the spinal cord, so it is like a second skin, basically alive, but that also meant in the rare occasion that the suit is breached, the weared feels the pain, and also, if it is taken of too fast, then the spinal connection can sever the spinal cord and there are only 5 TR elites, and on top of that the VS and NC have their equivalants too.

Captain Short, a fellow TR elite strode into the room

"Hey Logan" She said in a jubilant tone

Logan Root did'nt reply, he was too busy thinking about his brother, and the day he had defected to the Conglomerate, it had been on Amerish, in the middle of a storm, his brother had been a fellow elite, and they'd just killed an NC Squad that had tried to take azeban, but one of the TR troopers had found a live, but badly injured NC cloaker, he had dragged him out into the courtyard, and was shooting him in the legs with a repeater, while taunting him. His brother had ran over and knocked the TR trooper over, saying that it was unfair, but then a TR commander walked over and went right up to John, and explained that the cloaker was an NC, and that they shouldnt be treated like normal humans, but as rats, vermin, things to be killed and then spared no though, John just looked back, ripped of his TR ensignia and ran of to the NC side of the island, leaving his older brother left to stare at the ground in amazement and sorrow, to him, he had lost his brother.

[2coolforu]

Ill need characters, so just submit you name, and empire, first 3 TR, and the first 5 NC and VS get to be elites

[Mag-Mower]

i wanna be an NC!

[internetn]

Name: Channler Hadrian
Empire; New Conglomerate
Little Info: Previous Vanguard tank commander, then moved to spec forces. Bit of a swashbuckler

[WhiteTigerAd]

It is fine

[2coolforu]

"hey" Replied Logan
"We just got a message in from high command" She said with a serious tone
"A Recon team have spotted an island off the coast of cyssor its well defended, and is researching some crackpot Conglomerate Science project, Their command got some faulty intel of us making a WMD and one of our spies has got information about a possible NC investigation into Nanite Alteration, typical scum avoiding all rules and thinking only of themselves, do they not realise the dangers"
"Mmhmm, whens the insertion" replied logan Nonchalantly
" 1800 hours, ill alert the team"
"Ill get the equipment ready"
"Roger on that"
Logan walked towards the Specialist Armoury, he put his fist in the scanner, it scanned his DNA and matched it to the database of Troopers allowed in this armoury, the thick blast door opened sluggishly.
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