[OOC Board] Eternal Galaxy: Phoenix

[Cucoo5]

Just a heads up:
Once I get done with transferring things over to the OOC Hub I'll have this thread closed.

In addition, I'm going to start putting a cap on the number of Oudri'sa. I want to see people attempt to make Venturians, be it for this or another section.

[Tewi_Inaba]

can you explain Oudri'sa and Venturians?

[Cucoo5]

Oudri'sa is Va'Lati for Outsider, or those not of the Venturian Galaxy. Venturians are any of the native races of the galaxy. The Hunteri and Dei'arcs/Demonarcs are technically Venturians in the fact that they are made up of those native races.

[Cucoo5]

Ok I'm kinda pushing things along now. Let's see if I don't break anything along the way.

[Kilelicus]

bumparooni

[S121]

This is a "super app" Wriggle and I have been making for some time now. It is a combined effort to try and make the longest app, and here it is. I am posting the first part, while Wriggle posts the second. Why? Because the app was too large to fit into one post. XD


Name: Thomas Kimaere & Rebecca Kimaere (pronounced Kim-Air)


Gender: Fraternal Twins (Male & Female)

Appearance:

Spoiler: Rebecca

Height: 6 ft 1.2 in. (185.9 cm)

Weight: 188 lbs (85.28 kg) (Heavier than average human girl of her age and size due to denser muscle)

Hair Color: Pink (An unknown side-effect; hypothesized that numerous amounts of DNA splicing has inhibited the production of eumelanin, a type of hair pigment that give a hair darkness.

Eye Color: Red (A side-effect of splicing genes into her DNA: a new allele that’s introduced by the particular DNA strand inhibited the production of melanin, giving her eyes a scarlet color.)

Spoiler: Thomas

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Height: 6 ft 1.7 in. (187.2 cm)

Weight: 201 lbs (91.17kg) (Heavier than average human boy of his age and size due to denser muscle)

Hair Color: Brownish Grey

Eye Color: Red (Similar side-effect to Rebecca’s)

Race: Genetically modified Humans

Professions: Independent Revolutionaries

Talents:

As it will be stated below, Rebecca is very deadly with bladed weapons. Although she can kill with tools one doesn’t associate with killing, she prefers wielding two bladed tools as weapons in a dual-wielding fashion. She keeps her trusted boxcutter on her right hand, while her left hand holds whatever secondary weapon she decides to use, if any at all at the time. The style of battle she uses with her weapons depends on whether the secondary weapon is larger or smaller than the boxcutter. If the secondary weapon’s blade is smaller than the boxcutter, the boxcutter is extended all the way out and is used to slash and hack while the smaller weapon skewers. If the secondary weapon’s blade is larger than the boxcutter, the boxcutter takes the position of stabbing with only a very little bit of the blade extended out, while the secondary weapon is then used for brandishing.

Thomas, meanwhile possesses a very strong talent in engineering, being able to create rudimentary yet extremely effective weapons, armors, and utility tools for both combat and noncombat purposes. That, and his capabilities to calculate countless variables at any given moment allow him to perform at maximum efficiency.

Abilities:

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Rebecca Kimaere

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Strength

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2,875.78 - 4,169.89 lbs (First number is in her normal state. Second number is during an adrenaline rush, 10% increase from the first.)

-Energy input
-Dense muscles
-More fibers
-Natural reinforcements
-Spontaneous muscle cell growth (APGs-002374)
-High adrenaline rush (ADRS-000514)

<Stabilization Augments>
-Extract more from food (Energy input)
-Strong heart (strength increase)
-Resilient blood vessels (Strong heart)
-Tough nails (strength increase)
-Tough Skin (strength increase)
-Strong bones (strength increase)
-Strong connective tissues (strength increase)

Speed

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Can sustain a 60 mph (96.56 km/h) running speed, and can sprint at speeds up to 70-80 mph (112.65-128.74 km/h).

- Better neurons
-Strength
-Strong heart
-Resilient blood vessels

Reaction Time

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Can react 240 times faster than the average human. To be more specific, she can react and respond to any given situation in 1.25 milliseconds (.00125 seconds). When under an extreme adrenaline rush, her reaction time can increase to a maximum of 8,400 times faster than the average human or 35.7142857142857 microseconds (0.0357142857142857 milliseconds).

-Superconductive neurons
-Better neurological architecture
-Less restricted data flow
-High adrenaline rush (ADRS-000514)


<Stabilization augmentations>
- Extract more from food (energy requirement for brain)

Durability

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Resistant to anything equal to or smaller than a .45. Resistant to stabbings and blunt force. Slightly resistant to heat of lasers. Not resistant to high temp plasma (5,000 *F). Is resistant to temperatures of down to 20*F (-6.66*C). Her bones are about as strong as steel.

Regenerative Capabilities - (1 sq. inch per minute)

Denser Nails - (“All the better to rend your armor and flesh, my dear.” ) Allows for armor piercing strikes. Can be helpful with climbing when coupled with her strength.

- Regeneration factor (APGs-002374)
- High platelet count
- Tough nails
- Tough skin
- Strong bones
- Strong connective tissues
- Lessened pain receptors

<Stabilization augmentations>
-More efficient red blood cells (high platelet count)
-Strong Immune system (resisting diseases and high platelet count)
-Way to prevent unneeded blood clots (high platelet count)
-Resilient blood vessels (high platelet count)

Misc.

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- Can see in the dark
- Good hearing
- Good smelling
- Good eyesight
- Resistant to extreme climates
- Resistant to g-forces.

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Thomas Kimaere

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Strength

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1,437.89 - 1,941.15 lbs (1,737.89 - 2,241.15 lbs with ALEXANDER MK II)

Speed

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40 mph. Any higher and he risks injury. (50 mph with ALEXANDER MK II)

Intelligence

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Hyperintelligent. Capable of computational processing rivaling that of a supercomputer. Very perceptive. Capable of formulating very complex plans. Can formulate and apply calculations to combat to greatly increase his combat effectiveness.

Reaction Time

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Can react 240 times faster than the average human. To be more specific, he can react and respond to any given situation in 1.25 milliseconds (.00125 seconds). When under an adrenaline rush, his reaction time can increase to a maximum of 5,500 times faster than the average human or 54.5454545454545 microseconds (0.0545454545454545 milliseconds).

Durability

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Has extremely dense bones and muscle tissue. That being said, he is still susceptible to stab wounds, gunshots, explosions, and various other things. Is resistant to g-forces and has the overall durability to shrug off falling from high heights, implying a resistance to blunt force trauma. He also has a slight regeneration factor, though it is not nearly as extreme or as extensive as Rebecca’s.

Misc.

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Can see in the dark. Has a heightened sense of hearing and smell, though not as great as Rebecca’s.

Inventory:
Thomas Kimaire

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Weapons

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Homemade Railgun

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This homemade railgun was created from various pieces of scrap found by Thomas. Despite its appearance, the railgun is quite an effective weapon, firing a .50 caliber round at speeds ranging anywhere from Mach 2 to Mach 6, depending on how much energy is charged for each shot.

AG-172c Assault Rifle

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The AG-172c Assault Rifle is a standard issue rifle commonly used by soldiers under command of the Aristocrats. The gun fires 7.62 caliber ammunition at Mach 2 and holds 32 rounds in each clip.

GCC-60 Magnum Pistol

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The GCC-60 Magnum Pistol fires a .60 caliber round (.600 Overkill round) at 746.76 m/s (Mach 2.19). The weapon is meant mainly for heavily armored targets at short range. It's design is somewhat primitive compared to the current time's anti-tank weapon technology, but it's effectiveness as a armor-stopper is unquestionable. In order to compensate for the heavy recoil, a counterbalance has been placed on the weapon. The weapon can hold up to 7 rounds.

Armor

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Project ALEXANDER Mk II

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Helmet

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Targeting System - The targeting system of the armor is helpful when trying to spot enemies when they are hiding. When aiming a gun at a target, the microcomputer within the helmet syncs up with the artificial muscle of the suit and calculates where the bullet from the gun will hit. Once it has a final calculation, it gives the user feedback by adding a targeting reticle on the HUD. The targeting system adjusts in real-time, so when the user moves his aim to another target, the targeting reticle will move as well. This aids in aiming at far away targets, and should the user of the armor choose, they can change what the targeting reticle looks like in the armor's preferences program. Not only that, but when there are multiple enemies in the direction of the visor, the targeting system will add red triangles to each and every enemy.

Visor Settings and Visor - The visor is capable of normal vision, night vision, and thermal vision. The visor is strong enough to deflect bullets, lasers, explosions, and various other sources of damage, thanks to the materials they are made out of.

HUD - The visor's HUD provides the user with feedback and tactical information, such as ammo count, grenade count, the radar, the targeting reticle, the current communication channel, the carbon dioxide scrubber and oxygen supply's condition, the armor and wearer's physical condition, and various other functions. Not only that, if the user syncs up with another person with armor that has a condition sensor, the user's HUD can also show his/her teammates' condition as well. Other things that the HUD can do is record video/audio, set up chatscreens with anyone with compatible technology, show various calculations, play video/audio, set waypoints, and many, many other functions.

Radar - The suit's radar can detect objects and targets 25 meters (82 feet) away, and works by sending out radio wave pulses, then showing what it finds on the HUD. The radar's range can be adjusted in the middle of a fight, and has the ability to register allies via the suit's microcomputer, allowing it to tell the difference between ally and enemy.

Communicator - Located within the helmet is a built-in communicator that works on various frequencies, allowing it to work in most environments, including underground, depending on how far underground the user is. The communicator can use simply audio, or video, depending on what the user chooses, and can even switch communication channels. Not only that, it can even intercept and decrypt some enemy communication channels, allowing the user to listen to the enemy's' COM chatter and plan accordingly.

Rebreather and Carbon Dioxide Scrubber - Located within the helmet is the carbon dioxide scrubber, the breathing apparatus for the rebreather, and two tiny pressurized canisters that supplies the user with oxygen. The carbon dioxide scrubber is a miniature block of material that chemically reacts with carbon dioxide and converts it back into oxygen. Of course, after a certain amount of time, the carbon dioxide scrubber will lose its ability to convert carbon dioxide into oxygen, due to it's ability to chemically react with carbon dioxide being exhausted. After approximately 6 hours of operation, the carbon dioxide scrubber will be used up and will need to be changed out with a new one.

The rebreather and carbon dioxide scrubber works in unison by having the oxygen pass from the oxygen supply canisters and through the rebreather apparatus, and into the user when they breathe. After the user breathes out, the carbon dioxide passes into a CO2 scrubber, which then feeds back into the oxygen supply canisters, keeping the oxygen supply at optimal levels for 6 hours before the supply will be diminished. After that, the oxygen supply can last for 2 extra hours before it is completely exhausted.

The carbon dioxide scrubber can be changed out via a small access slot withing the helmet. When the ejection sequence for the carbon dioxide scrubber is activated, the scrubber's compartment is converted from a pressurized environment to outside pressures, and the oxygen supply is fed through a secondary system, allowing the user to breathe as they change out the scrubber. After the ejection sequence is activated, a small panel on the side of the helmet pops open with the carbon dioxide scrubber attached. After the user pulls the panel out with the scrubber attached, they can then remove the scrubber from the panel's holding slot and place a new scrubber in. Once that is finished, the user simply has to push the panel back into their helmet, and the scrubber compartment is purged and is repressurized to the rest of the suit as the secondary system is disengaged, allowing the scrubber to be used.

There is no worry about foreign contaminants when the scrubber compartment is exposed to the outside environments because of the anti-bacterial surface of the scrubber compartment. Not only that, but when the purging process is engaged, the scrubber is subjected to temperatures of over 10,000*F for just enough time to destroy any foreign contaminants, incinerating everything inside of the compartment without damaging the helmet. After that, the compartment is quickly depressurized into a vacuum, sucking all of the remains out of the compartment and expelling them outside the suit. Once that is done, the compartment is them pressurized to the same levels as the rest of the suit.

Microcomputer - Located within the helmet is the suit's microcomputer. This microcomputer is perhaps the most important and complex part of the entire suit. It is capable of performing countless functions, programs, and routines with only a small amount of power. The microcomputer reads the user's thoughts by using two nodes that stick to the user's head when the helmet is put on, and from there, it helps the user operate more effectively than the average soldier, thanks to the tactical information and aid it provides the user. The microcomputer can even place the armor into an overclocked state where the suit's processes can be increased beyond their normal operating parameters. The only downside to this is that it drains more power from the suit and has a chance of damaging the suit.

Body

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First Layer: First layer is a fabric designed to wisk moisture and excess heat away from the user, allowing the user to remain perfectly comfortable in the suit. The material is as soft as silk against human skin and bends without causing any pinching. In a sense, this first layer makes the user feel as if it's their own skin, as if the armor was never there at all. This layer was designed solely for comfort and convenience, meaning that the material is not very protective against piercing attacks, and offers no protection against plasma, electrical attacks, or blunt force trauma, but it is surprisingly effective at keeping colder temperatures out.

Second Layer: The second layer is a mesh between the first and third layer, separating the electrical components of the third layer from the first layer. This layer is not only for the safety of the wearer, but also to prevent the electromagnetic nodes (from the third layer) from poking the user and being a general nuisance. The nodes sink into the surface of the mesh, acting as a cushion for the wearer. If not for this "cushion", the wearer would feel the components against the first layer. Similarly to the first layer, this mesh is not very protective against damage, but is an excellent electrical insulator, making it ideal for not only protecting the wearer against the armor's components in the case of an electrical failure, but also against some ion-based weaponry.

Third Layer: The third layer is composed of two 3mm thick sheets of advanced solid-fiber composite materials capable of resisting punctures, cuts, and even some bullet impacts, and a layer of magnetorheological fuid sandwiched in between. The materials' strength is slightly less than that of steel, but exhibits a great deal of flexibility. This allows the wearer to move freely without restrictions, allowing for faster and more agile movement on the battlefield. The two composite layers are slightly resistant to electricity, and are quite resistant to heat, but only up to temperatures of up to 1,000 degrees farenheight. The magnetorheological fluid sandwiched between these layers can alter its density by use of electromagnetic energy. When subjected to an electromagnetic field, the MR fluid greatly alters its density, protecting the user from blunt impacts and G-forces. When this layer has no magnetic field acting on it, the user is able to float in water. This material also acts as a sort of heat barrier between the outside and the user when temperatures become too great for the armored layers to resist the transfer of heat, though if the MR fluid sustains too much damage, it will become useless and will need to be replaced.

Fourth Layer: The fourth layer is a thin layer of artificial muscle respossible for augmenting the user's strength, as well as two layers of electrically resistant film encasing the muscle. This layer works by applying an electric current through the material, causing it to contract much like a human muscle. The reverse piezoelectric muscle has four layers. The core is the nanomuscle itself, the inner layer is a 1 atom thick sheet of electrical insulation, the middle layer is a thin, flexible piezoelectric film, and the outer layer is another 1 atom thick layer of electrical insulation, to prevent the third, fourth, and fifth layers from touching each other. Each nano-muscle fiber will be coated in the piezoelectric film. When the nanomuscles contract, it will distort/deform the piezoelectric film, which will generate an electric current. This will reduce the amount of power drained from the Graphene batteries, if not allow the artificial muscles to help in powering the suit and charging the batteries.

Fifth Layer: The fifth layer is an advanced super-hydrophobic Aerogel that can also withstand electricity. This is mainly used to mask heat signatures and add extra electric/heat protection to the user. Aerogel is a very powerful heat insulator because it prevents convection, conduction, and radiation heat transferal. It is capable of surviving temperatures of 2,192*F (1200*C) before melting.

Sixth Layer: The sixth layer is a Liquid Armor-treated carbon nanotube layer that instantaneously hardens when struck, preventing blunt-force trauma/damage from concussive blasts, and protects from bullets (not all bullets), and possibly explosions, but can not stop slower moving projectiles and blades. Swords, knives, and very slow moving bullets can penetrate the liquid armor. The top-most portion of the suit that contains the liquid armor has a type of nanomaterial that is highly resistant to damage, yet flexible. This portion acts like skin for the entire suit.

Seventh Layer: The seventh layer is the "shell" of the armor. This layer is two plates of a molecularly compressed titanium alloy encasing a central layer of titanium carbide. The molecularly compressed titanium alloy is resistant to many types of bullets, explosives, ion-based attacks, and some thermal attacks, but any thermal weapon exceeding temperatures of 3,034°F will melt the outer and inner shell. The middle shell is not as resistant to damage as the outer and inner shell, but it is more resistant to thermal weapons than the other. This layer can resist temperatures of up to 5,720 °F before melting, making it ideal for protecting the user against plasma.

Drones

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Assault Drone

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This assault drone was something Thomas had managed to build after scrounging together enough scrap and armor plating, as well as raiding some of the Aristocrats’ munition departments. The drone may not look like much, but it is equipped with a machinegun fitted with explosive ammunition. In addition, the drone is also fitted with a lightweight yet durable armor plating, protecting it from various types of gunfire.

Support Drone

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Thomas’s support drone is capable of projecting plasma-based energy shielded barriers. It does not seem like much at first, but the energy shield is capable of absorbing rather substantial amounts of kinetic damage before collapsing, but it is weaker against electrical and plasma-based attacks. The drone itself is somewhat durable, but can not withstand continued assault.

Utility Drone

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This unassuming little toy has been modified by Thomas to serve as a communication device between him and anyone around the hummingbird. It is not capable of sustaining any fire, but makes for a rather small target. The hummingbird drone can record and transmit video and audio with its built-in camera and microphone, and allow them to the played back, amplified, or even distorted without any drop in quality.

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Rebecca’s inventory is, unsurprisingly, VERY lacking compared to Thomas. While Rebecca’s secondary weapon of choice differs from battle to battle, her primary weapon is a boxcutter she found very early in the twins’ fight for survival. The boxcutter is nothing special: it’s just an ordinary boxcutter made by an unremarkable company, but Rebecca found affinity for the little bladed weapon. Until the point of the IC, Rebecca have almost 1300 confirmed kills with her boxcutter, counted by Thomas.

Currently Rebecca’s prowess is slightly limited by the lack of proper weapon for her. Doom comes the day when Thomas develops a set of proper bladed weapons for Rebecca to duel wield.

In terms of equipments that aren’t her weapons, Rebecca… has next to nothing. She goes around barefoot so she has no shoes, whatever clothes Thomas makes Rebecca wears ends up being torn apart to mere bits and pieces to the point Thomas gave up providing clothes for Rebecca a long time ago, and she hasn’t developed any hobby except for blood shedding so she has no real miscellaneous possessions. There is one thing that she has other than her weapons: a necklace made of sterling silver and white gold, designed to form a double helix. It was a wedding gift that Rebecca’s father gave to her mother, and Thomas recovered it from the wreckage of their house to give it to Rebecca. Rebecca wears this necklace all the time: during heated battles, in the midst of traveling, even during sleep. If anyone was to try and take this necklace, she will become extremely hostile.

Personality:

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Thomas keeps himself cool and level-headed. He normally isn’t a talkative person, but every word he says tends to have impact. He hasn’t had a lot of fun experience as a teenager, which gave Thomas a bit of sullen pang in his voice. This does not exactly correlate that Thomas is a gloomy individual, however. He does like to relax and have fun during times he is not in combat or tinkering with his machines.

Rebecca, however, behaves in quite a contrast to Thomas. She is energetic and outgoing, able to make friends with anyone either with her vibrant personality, if not with her natural inclination to seduce both genders. It is this stickiness that keeps her friends what they are: friends, despite her various mental disorders caused by the side effects of her genetic transformations.

Due to countless side effects and random mutations during the DNA experimentations, Rebecca became afflicted with multiple disorders:

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Both sides of sadomasochism: This means Rebecca is both afflicted with being a sadist AND a masochist at the same time. Rebecca feels pleasure from both inflicting the hurt and receiving the hurt at the same time.

Bloodlust: Quite literally the desire to see blood being shed in combat, Rebecca enters a berserk phase as she slays more and more enemies. Eventually, she enters a state similar to trance where she is not aware where she is or who she is due to the overwhelming pleasure she experiences. Once she reaches the trance mode, Rebecca cannot go back to her normal self without having someone run his or her finger down her spine, which immediately calms her down.

Exhibitionism: A single DNA experiment gone wrong inhibited a tissue deep in her brain known as the pregenual anterior cingulate cortex. This bundle of brain cells regulates automated behaviors such as sweating, heartbeat, and breathing, but also participates in emotions, reward-searching behaviors, and decision making. The inhibition did not shut down the essential part of regulating automated behaviors, but it did close off neuron access to the portion of the cortex that control embarrassment: so, while Rebecca can still breathe and sweat like a normal human, the inhibition of the embarrassment receptor of the cortex makes her less prone to embarrassment and humility. Couple that with no need for wearing clothes for the first half of her life and the lack of said clothes for the second half of her life, and you get a case of oblivious exhibitionism.

Lack of common sense: Like a certain shrine maiden we know Years of isolation from the world gave Rebecca a distorted common sense. Multiple examples can be drawn from this. For example, Rebecca once invited the corpse of a man she just killed to tea and later attempted to have intercourse with it before being stopped by Thomas.

Panromantic Demisexual Tendencies: Common misconception about Rebecca people has is: ‘Wow, that girl must be very promiscuous.” And it is true to a degree: she sometimes gives in to the pleasure she feels while killing and take obscene actions. However, when she’s not high off of a kill, she actually prefers to develop a very deep friendship with a person before she decides to think about going a step further; no matter the person’s gender or preferences. This is one of the few beliefs Thomas is proud of her sister for having.

[WriggleRid3r]

Continuation of the super app Pringles and I have made.

Bio:

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Chapter 1:
On the outskirts of the Celestora Sector lies a star system with only one set of twin planets orbiting. The greater planet is called Geminiea Alpha, the lesser named Geminiea Beta. Geminiea Beta’s atmosphere is highly toxic and is unenterable without a special kind of spacecraft and unmanned drones. Geminiea Alpha, however, is incomparably habitable, with surprisingly earth-like climate but with more dynamic temperature range from one pole to another because of its’ steep angle of axis tilt.

No one truly knows the history of these two planets. Surprisingly, both Geminiea Alpha and Beta seemed to contain ruins of an ancient civilization. Architectural styles and artifacts found in the ruins suggest that the two planets were shared by one civilization, capable of interplanetary travels. However, the number of ruins on Geminiea Beta far outnumber the number of ruins on Geminiea Alpha, and considering the arduity of having an expedition in a planet with such a toxic atmosphere, their culture and writing were not very well known…

Until one day.

An expeditionary team of archaeologists who entered one of the last ruins of the ancient civilization on Geminiea Alpha a few days ago returned, dead-exhausted but overjoyed and proud in their arrival to their small colony with an unknown artifact pulsating in blue and black.

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None of the archaeologists and the scientists could figure out the true purpose of the artifact; however, they did discover that the artifact was constantly emanating electromagnetic energy, harmless to biological beings such as humans and animals and beneficial to machineries, overcharging them and making them more efficient without any sort of overheating drawbacks. Utilizing this energy, the colony located on Geminiea Alpha created the Gemini Reactor, supplying enough energy to power an entire planet for a week every hour.

News of this miraculous energy quickly traveled. Famous industrialists and entrepreneurs from other galaxies frolicked to marvel at this impressive energy. They set up their Venturian galaxy headquarters in the colony of Geminiea Alpha, now renamed Electra, and provided services for the colonists. With them followed immigrants from other galaxies looking for a new life. Within years, the small, almost pitiful archaeological colony grew into a city with more than 15 million inhabitants, housing the most innovative research groups, entertainment gurus, and business corporations in the entire galaxy. Some gave nickname to Electra as the “City of Eternal Day” as the lights never seemed to dim in the city.

The archaeologists who discovered the artifact and the scientists who reverse engineered the artifact into one of the most efficient reactors in the galaxy were heralded as heroes of the colony. With such honor came arrogance, however, as they began applying influence and pressure towards everything in the colony, especially politics. Eventually, they declared themselves the aristocrats and the others commoners, and acted like a nobility towards the so-called commoners. While the other colonists were enraged by this rude action, they could not say anything in return, as these scientists held control of the Gemini Reactor, and thus the entire colony.

For years the aristocrats of Electra and the others lived together in one giant city of instability and discrimination. It was no surprise that the so-called Electran powder keg would be set off soon enough. This bio is about the what happened before the powder keg went loose and what came after… to do that we must look through the eyes of the Kimaere family.

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Chapter 2:

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“No, Albert. I will absolutely NOT put my children in harm’s way like that.”

A seemingly upset woman argued with who seemed to be her husband at the dinner table. The wife had a bulging stomach that denoted her pregnancy, while her husband, Albert Kimaere, looked scrawny yet determined. His skinny hands expertly spun a pen in multiple twirls and fancy flips as he was fixated on his notes, not his meal in front of him.

“Kelly, listen.” Albert stopped playing with his pen and looked straight at his wife Kelly Kimaere’s hazel eyes earnestly. “You and I both know that this city will crumble on its’ own with the current government system. We must let this through.”

“Then why don’t we augment ourselves?” Kelly made an argument. “Why must we bring our kids into this rebellion?”

Albert and Kelly are galaxy’s most talented scientists in terms of genetics and, particularly, DNA manipulation. With the news of Electra’s recent success, their superior in Helix Foundation sent Albert Kimaere and Kelly Noshiro to lead a group of scientists to establish a headquarter in the sudden boom town. At first, the two were all-business; perfectionist attitude of Kelly and a goofy but extremely smart Albert did not mesh very well. However, fate had another call for them as they soon began to understand each other, fall in love and, with much praises and blessings, became a married, inseparable couple.

While they were merely on duty to create a headquarter in the Venturian Galaxy, living in Electra gave this newlywed couple a new goal. They witnessed that, hidden behind the heated developments in the city, lied in waiting cold hearts of the inhabitants within that could freeze the world with hatred. And their hatred all pointed towards the men in power: the Aristocrats as the residents called them. Backed by the incredible power of the Gemini Reactor, the Aristocrats did whatever they pleased. They were the invisible force behind how the city ran, the top 1% of the top 1%. They played god without permission from some sort of higher being. And when sparks of opposition started to simmer, they were immediately neutralized, their only source of power cut short.

Albert and Kelly’s morality was shattered by the Aristocrats’ ridiculous acts. They were unparalleled in their influence over the city and they needed to be stopped. The couple started a sort of revolutionary group, welcoming youngsters and the commoners to strike back against the Aristocrats. Their focus initially was to create riots and cause chaos in the city to give the Aristocrats the bad name to the outsiders, but every operation was spoiled by the Aristocrats’ privately-hired mercenaries acting as an organized army. With the entire power behind them and a dispensable military in front of them, the Aristocrats seemed impossible to topple by normal humans…

That’s where the two switched their vision. Instead of trying to resort to public dissonance, they devised a scheme to use genetics and create genetically superior super-soldiers that will infiltrate the Aristocrats, assassinate them, and seize the Reactor from the inside. In the midst of the plan, however, the husband and wife’s decision split. Kelly’s view of the plan was that they will augment grown men and women to deploy them immediately into the field, while Albert’s vision was to splice the DNAs of a newly-born infants so that the DNA splicing will be more effective, thus producing stronger super soldiers in exchange of quantity. With Kelly’s twin babies soon due, Albert was hoping to use his children as prototypes.

“Basic genetics, Kelly. Older people develop signs of rejection in their physical and mental state when exposed to new DNA strands.” Albert made a point.

That is true, Kelly thought. Possible side effects of splicing DNA strands into an already grown person could include dehumanization by mutation, loss of intelligence, and possible organ failures. “I know, Albert, but- I- I don’t want my children… our children, to become scapegoats. What if we mess up? What if there’s a flaw in our plan and if we make a mistake they might die or become mutated beyond repair-”

Albert stopped Kelly’s anxious rant by gently matching their lips together. A sudden kiss that stopped Kelly’s speech, hopefully to alleviate her worries.

“Trust me, darling. Trust yourself.” Albert assured his wife as he let go of her lips. “It was you who pointed out all the mistakes I made. It was you who developed the two separate sets of DNA strands to test. It was YOU that created this branch of Helix Foundation, not me. I know your perfectionistic attitude, and the Kelly Kimaera I know would not make a single mistake in this grand project.”

Kelly’s eyes teared up as she was bombarded with praises from her husband, moved and motivated. “Y… you think so?”

Albert looked at Kelly with his trustworthy eyes. If there was one thing that kept Kelly with Albert through his clumsiness, it was his honesty and integrity. “I know so.”

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When the twins were born, Albert and Kelly decided not to call them Test Subjects 1 and 2 like they did with other experiments. They gave them a proper name: Thomas and Rebecca. They were treated with utmost of care and attention as their DNA were altered, slowly but surely.

Thomas was gifted with the DNA strands that expanded his mind, allowing him to understand, learn and think things faster than even a supercomputer. His DNA sets were simple, and Thomas showed no signs of biological mutation, which gave Thomas freedom from the test chambers at the age of 3. Thomas was a sweet child: docile, honest, and integral. Kelly would often joke about how Thomas behaved just like Albert.

Rebecca, however, was not as cooperative as Thomas. She was given the blessings of superhuman physicality: not only in performance but also in appearance as well. Even in her young age, she was mesmerizing and captivating, her presence a flawless harmony of grace and power; and her beauty only saw improvement as she aged into a nigh perfection. However, altering the physicalities of a person through DNA splicing was a very complicated job even for the brilliance of both Kelly and Albert. In 9 out of 10 times of the DNA strand testing, Rebecca showed signs of mutation, and the parents and her older brother Thomas could only watch her struggle in extreme pain.

On the thirteenth year of experiments, the DNA experimentation was complete. Thomas has shown gift in nearly all aspects of science and engineering, especially cybernetics, nanotechnology, and quantum physics. He was creating arms, armor, and other technological breakthroughs unprecedented by humanity with ease in his workshop. Meanwhile, Rebecca was finally ready to be released out of her little test tube, her strength, agility, and durability off the charts.

Little did the Kimaera family know, however, that they were being spied on. For 12 years, the Kimaera couple managed to keep their superhuman project in secrecy. However, on the 13th year, the most notorious agent of the Aristocrats managed to witness the Kimaere’s last experiments on Rebecca, which was successful, and wasted no time in reporting this heinous act.

The Aristocrats, angered by this act of treason, quickly tried to cut off the power supply to the Helix Foundation. However, in their wrathful haste, have pressed the wrong button: a button that originally was designed to protect the Gemini Reactor from the hands of alien threat by harnessing the energy of the reactor to fire electrically charged artillery shells at the city, sacrificing most of the city in exchange of protecting the reactor. A button that will take countless lives initially and millions more afterwards. A button that marked the downfall of Electra.

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“Kelly!” Albert shouted his wife’s name as he tried navigating through the rubbles that fell into the laboratory. The sudden artillery fire that came from the Gemini Reactor struck not only the skyscraper of Helix Foundation, but the entirety of Electra as well. Albert looked out the hole punched through the wall of his laboratory and saw that the skyscraper next to the Helix Foundation building, property of an intergalactic celebrity, was struck on the foundation and toppled to the ground, crushing the smaller buildings underneath. Everyone both in the skyscraper and the buildings underneath are probably dead. Screams and chaotic noises came from every corner of the city, forcing Albert to look away and continued to search for his family. “Kelly?! Thomas?! Rebecca?!”

“I’m here, dad!”

“Honey, we’re right here!”

Albert rushed to the location of the call to find his son, battered but still alive with his mother. Sudden rush of relief came to Albert as he embraced his son and his wife for a long time. This warm fuzzy feeling had to be stopped midway as the family came to realization of missing the last family member: Rebecca.

Albert, Kelly, and Thomas managed to make his way through the destroyed stairs to reach where Rebecca’s test chamber was to find it completely in ruins. A mortar shell the size of a cow penetrated the wall and seemed to have slid across the laboratory, knocking down various lab equipments, floorings, and even the test tube itself where Rebecca was contained in before the artillery shelling hit. Whatever trace of the beloved daughter was gone.

“No…” Albert’s knees buckled as he collapsed, only able to sob in utter despair. Kelly could not stop the overwhelming grief at the sight of her lost daughter as she had to lean on a wall. Thomas did not cry, but he couldn’t help but stare at utter shock and confusion at losing his only sister.

Their grieving had to be cut short however as another mortar shell struck the building; this time in a much lower floor. The shell’s impact was so powerful, it quite literally went THROUGH the skyscraper and caused the upper portion to come crumbling down just like the skyscraper next to it did. The family could only scream and huddle in fear as half of the building tumbled to the ground.

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Thomas surprisingly was still alive. His whole body was in pain, but he couldn’t feel any bones out of place or broken; which gave him freedom of movement.

Thomas couldn’t see very well for a moment in that pitch black night as he traversed through the remnants of the rubble and debris that once was part of a skyscraper. His eyes eventually adapted to the darkness in time, allowing Thomas to see around a bit.

He soon realized, however, that he would rather have wanted to stay blind for the rest of the night, when he saw an outstretched arm drenched in blood. Thomas quickly reached for the arm and dug the remains out to find that it was his mother, dead and moved on to the beyond. Thomas’s mind went blank for the first time in his life as he experience grief and anger. All this time he was raised, he have never felt sadness or anger before, until now. Tears rolled down his eyes as he clutched his mother’s cold dead hands, kneeling there, silent.

“Uuuuugh…”

Thomas quickly turned to the direction of the sound to find a familiar figure digging himself out of the rubble: his father. While alive, he looked like he was ready to fall off and perish, with a blood-soaked dress shirt denoting that he had a serious injury.

“Father!” Thomas ran to his father, who smiled weakly and gave Thomas a hug while clutching his sides. “Father… your stomach…”

“Thomas… you need to listen very carefully… to what I’m about to say…” Albert coughed, blood coming out of his lungs. His organs were failing; his death was inevitable. “Avenge me… and your mother… bring down the Aristocrats…”

“No, father, you can’t die!” Thomas’s voice, distorted because of his sobs, pierced the night. While his brain already accepted the fate of his father, his heart could not give him up.

“Thomas… I know you can do it…” Albert smiled once again as he buckled down, taking his last breath on his knees. “I cannot sleep well… without seeing them burn…”

At the sight of his father’s life fading away, Thomas howled in sorrow and wrath. He made a determination: he will fulfill his father’s wish. The Aristocrats of Electra will pay for their crimes. By the time Thomas was done crying, his eyes changed from being an innocent boy’s, to that akin of a berserker. It was perhaps because of his rage that he could not notice a giant piece of still-standing concrete wall gave in and fell, falling straight onto Thomas. Without enough time to react, Thomas could only clench his eyes and put out his arms to protect himself.

But the anticipated pain and possible death did not come.

Thomas carefully opened his eyes to find a pink-haired girl of his age holding the concrete block off from falling on Thomas’s head with her shoulders and her back. Thomas could immediately recognize who this girl was: based on her hair color, her eye color, and her overall… lack of clothes.

“Rebecca!” Thomas, filled with some kind of hope, called out to his twin sister in worried tone. Rebecca may have been alive, but she was a wreck. Her entire body was coated with blood; with a giant wound across her right leg. Even with that disability, Rebecca wasn’t crushed by the concrete rubble… at least not right now.

Rebecca did not speak; instead, she motioned Thomas to get out of the way.

“I’m not going to leave you, Rebecca!” Thomas stubbornly declined. Rebecca seemed very angry at the response and, instead of letting it fall, she instead turned and punched the concrete block with such force that it turned to myriad of little pieces that flew all over the place. Rebecca’s knuckles were bloodied after that punch, but she showed no sign of pain. Thomas now realized that Rebecca merely was trying to tell her brother to move out of the way, and apologized. “S- sorry, Rebecca! I thought you meant…”

Rebecca stopped Thomas’s apology by putting a finger on his lips. She reached towards Thomas’ left ear and whispered her first words out of her test chamber: the words that accurately describes the twisted mindset she has.

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When the dust finally cleared out, quarter a million inhabitants of Electra lost their lives, and many more were injured. Accidental or not, this event was the spark that ignited the powder keg. The tiny spark of flame that burned in the commoners’ heart turned to an uncontrollable pillar of flame that will fuel the civil war over the control of Gemini Reactor.

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Chapter 3

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It’s been 5 years since the accidental artillery shelling took place. Furious citizens revolted against the Aristocrats, and the Aristocrats fought back by hiring more mercenaries and utilizing their superior technology against the citizens. Afraid entrepreneurs and celebrities hastily left the planet, leaving the fight to the poorer folks of the city-state. At first it seemed the Aristocrats were being pushed into their corner, but greed, betrayal, and separation made the rebels fight each other, giving the Aristocrats a breathing room that would eventually die down into constant battles and firefights but no ground gained by either side of the war at all. There were little provision of food and essential supplies given by outside helpers who originally did not approve of the monopoly of the Gemini Reactor, but those reserves were often taken by either the most ruthless rebels or the Aristocrat militias.

A battalion of 600 Aristocrat militiamen, formerly a hired merc group known as Myers’ Misfits, controlled a crucial point of southern chokepoint. Camped with enough supplies to last a lifetime, these men shot down any rebels in sight, routinely sending a group of 120 or so elites to sweep through the area that were given order to massacre anything that resisted. It was such a day where these hardened soldiers patrolled the ruinous southern district and the rebels who were fighting the militia hid away from the hit team’s sights… except for these two.

“I have the enemies in sight.” A boy in his late teens, perched on top of a small building’s roof and hidden from the task force, spoke through his mic piece attached to his collar. He had a greyish brown hair and an odd, magenta-colored eyes, wearing a set of bulletproof vest over some casual clothes. “Do you see them as well?”

“I do.” A girl with long pink hair tied into a side ponytail responded, her earpiece tiny and shrouded within her right ear. She looked like she was speaking to herself from the distance, but in reality her voice was picked up by a miniscule drone the size of a hummingbird that relayed video and audio, and amplified it to the boy’s monitor lens and his earpiece, respectively. Compared to who she was communicating with, the girl was severely underprotected and underdressed. Her eyes glowed like rubies as she fidgeted, her breathing seemingly getting heavier and heavier by the seconds. “Look at them~ They look like a lot of fun~, I’m gonna go play with them~♡.”

“No, wait, that’s a lot of hostiles. We need a plan of attack.” The boy discouraged the pink haired girl from taking any action. However, he knew in his head that his efforts will be futile.

The girl with pink hair looked at the fly drone and made a smile that sent chills down the boy’s spine. “I have a plan.” The girl moaned, unable to suppress her thirst for blood any longer as she held two dangerous but pathetic weapons: a boxcutter and a shard of glass. “Attack~♡.”

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The two rebels are Thomas and Rebecca, age 18 and all grown up. They grew up to be remarkable men and women, even though Rebecca has a few mental issues. Thomas and Rebecca spent half a year after the artillery shelling hiding underground, living off food stolen and scavenged while trying to figure out the extent of their powers that their deceased parents bestowed them. It was until Rebecca slew a militiamen who wandered off alone with a fork did the two realize that their powers far outweighed those of normal men… and possibly those of regular superhumans and alien races.

Thomas utilized his brains and his ingenuity to create machines to help with fulfilling his father’s wish: overthrowing the Aristocrats who held control over a powerful Gemini Reactor and give its’ power to the common people. Even with very little gear, materials, and tools, Thomas was able to create quite a lot of military equipments that far surpasses its’ own time.

Rebecca’s physicality only saw drastic improvement from her original, chart-breaking records. She was able to punch and kick with enough force to crush through rock and make a huge dent on steel plates, run at the speed of vehicles, and react several times faster than a normal human. Combined with both sides of sadomasochistic tendencies and preference to not wear any clothes, Rebecca became a very alluring, very strong, and very, very volatile girl.

“What the fuck?” The militiamen patrolling the area could not help but stare at Rebecca as she stepped out of her cover; her smile, her mesmerizing eyes, her flawless body, everything about her captivating their attention. The soldiers could not help but have lustful thoughts about Rebecca’s modest attire of black thighhighs with white ribbons adorned at the top, white heels, and… nothing else, until the first victim had his head sliced clean off his torso with a sudden burst of speed from Rebecca, her boxcutter expertly carving through the neck.

“THIS BI- SHOOT HER!” The militiamen all shouted some sort of surprised reactionary sentence before aiming their guns and firing at Rebecca, who used her superior reaction time and muscle response to sidestep away from most of the bullets and serve up four more soldiers’ heads on the platter. Some of the bullets still embedded themselves into Rebecca’s soft skin, but pain seemed to be nothing for Rebecca as she continued her onslaught. The men began panicking, firing at random directions and killing their own teammates in the process.

Rebecca’s dance did not stop. Of course it won’t; every single partner she tangoed with ended up dying in one horrible way or another. He could have had his heart skewered, bulletproof vest and everything together, by Rebecca’s boxcutter. Or his head would’ve been added to Rebecca’s head collection by the shard of glass. Or he could’ve been killed accidentally by one of his comrade-in-arms. With every kill, every bloodshed, the more and more excited Rebecca became, to the point she exhibited disturbing symptoms: laughing like a maniac and emitting short phrases like ‘Yes’ and ‘More’, pupils dilating, sweat bursting out of her skin pores and mixing with the blood of those she slew. It didn’t take long for the entire hit team to fall, with Rebecca standing in the midst of them all, her body dyed in red from both her victims’ and her own blood.

“Ahn~♡ I love the smell of blood~♡” Rebecca moaned, panting like a dog in heat with her tongue out as she squirmed and made obscene noises. “Tommy~ I want more~♡”

Thomas merely rolled his eyes and hopped out of the ceiling to the ground. Even though the building was three-story tall, Thomas was able to land without breaking a bone or even having to strain himself. When he and Rebecca were augmented, they had each other’s set of experiments done to themselves as well: Thomas was given a bit of what Rebecca was being tested on and vice versa. This gave Thomas enough physical capabilities to go above and beyond a normal human, but never able to keep up to a monster his sister is. Similarly, Rebecca when not in her sadistic state can solve problems and come up with ideas that even her brother wasn’t able to think of, but her mind is inferior compared to the smarts that Thomas has.

“I think that’s good enough, Rebecca. Let’s go back.” Thomas calmed Rebecca down by running his fingers across her spine. Rebecca’s breathing immediately began slowing down, her heart rate decelerating.

“Okay~!” Rebecca returned to her happy, light-hearted self as she followed Thomas back to their hideout.

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For the last 5 years in the warfare, Thomas and Rebecca survived as best they could; roaming from one district to another and avoiding combat as much as possible… before Rebecca decided to become a sadistic maniac. Every shelter they moved into, they could not stay for more than a month, either because of the other rebels shooing them away or because of the Aristocrats’ militia overrunning the positions. In their 5th year into the war, a month ago to be precise, they managed to pioneer a grocery store’s basement into a rather habitable place. They still had quite a bit of provisions such as dry, non-perishable food and clean water, although their numbers have been dwindling slowly for the past week. Thomas suspected there were scavengers loose at night… time to have Rebecca keep guard on the ground floor.

“Here, let me look at your wounds.” Thomas called out to his sister when the twins arrived at their shelter: an unremarkable basement with not a lot of things. A portion of the wall with water line was reformed to make a makeshift shower booth; the line surprisingly still emitting clean water. At the opposite side laid Thomas’s bed made of scraps of cloth and a block of wood for pillow. Rebecca had no bed; for instead of sleeping at night she preferred going out to fulfill her desire to spill blood. She would return, early in the morning, and use Thomas’ bed while Thomas fiddled with his equipments and planned the next operations.

When Rebecca approached him, he knelt on one knee and started inspecting her body for any bullets embedded on her blood-soaked skin. As he expected there were at least dozen bullets embedded in her torso, and it was Thomas who was kind enough to take all of them out for her. “Look at you… always making a mess out of yourself.”

“But I love spilling blood~” Rebecca crossed her arms as her brother took out a slant tweezer and began digging into the bullet holes. With every bullet removed, the gaping hole left began repairing itself at a marvelous rate, forming new muscle and skin cells unparalleled by modern medicine. Not tending to removing bullets like these will cause them to be ‘swallowed’ by Rebecca’s regeneration, which eventually leads to metal poisoning. “You see, I don’t want you to do the killing. You’re too nice to have your hands tainted~”

“You always make that excuse.” Thomas sighed, taking out the last of the bullet that dug into Rebecca’s silky skin. “There, all done. Now go take a shower to wash those blood off.”

“Are you going to join meeee~♡?” Rebecca asked, leaning forward to reach his eye level and staring at them seductively.

“No.” Thomas answered quite bluntly.

“Awwwwww, pleaaaase~♡?” Rebecca swayed her shoulders side to side in protest. However, Thomas’ silence in his tinkering noted that he was not interested in sharing a shower together.

Rebecca pouted and left to take a shower, her bullet wounds now completely healed. As she walked away, Thomas could only wonder: just how messed up did her head get…?

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Chapter 4

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Thomas assembled his arsenal for the upcoming operation. He first checked on his weapons: his signature railgun, a customized assault rifle, and high-caliber magnum pistol. All three of these firearms were in prime condition; fully stocked with ammunition. Then, he placed an electrode sticker on his left temple and called all of his flying drones to action: an offensive assault drone capable of firing bullets with explosive power of a grenade that had a cylindric ammunition tank over a basic firing device, a defensive support drone that had the ability to project thin plasma wall temporarily to protect whatever’s behind it that appeared as a form of a spherical shape with four appendages, and an observational, camera drone the size and shape of a hummingbird that records video and audio with its built-in nanocamera and nanomicrophone and amplify them to the output without any drop in quality.

“Looks like everything is in working order…” Thomas observed the three drones whizzing around performing complicated flips and flight patterns commanded by his mind through the electrode sticker. Now finally for the last part of his armaments...

Thomas reached out to a crude cabinet he made next to his flimsy bed, grabbed a simple-looking remote, and pressed the big red button on it. The remote cued a hidden wall to flip, revealing a rather impressive looking power armor, fully assembled and ready for action. Thomas’s normally stoic and expressionless face widened to a grin of satisfaction as he examined the armor. Thomas has been working on the armor for several years; aside from fighting the Aristocrats’ militiamen and moving from shelter to shelter, Thomas visited the wreckage of his old home to develop a power armor for him to use, slowly but safely and secretly. When the twins moved to the basement of a grocery store, the armor was near completion, and Thomas brought the armor over to the basement and worked on final touches on the armor as well as finishing off his development logs that read:

Project ALEXANDER Mk II

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Helmet

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Targeting System - The targeting system of the armor is helpful when trying to spot enemies when they are hiding. When aiming a gun at a target, the microcomputer within the helmet syncs up with the artificial muscle of the suit and calculates where the bullet from the gun will hit. Once it has a final calculation, it gives the user feedback by adding a targeting reticle on the HUD. The targeting system adjusts in real-time, so when the user moves his aim to another target, the targeting reticle will move as well. This aids in aiming at far away targets, and should the user of the armor choose, they can change what the targeting reticle looks like in the armor's preferences program. Not only that, but when there are multiple enemies in the direction of the visor, the targeting system will add red triangles to each and every enemy.

Visor Settings and Visor - The visor is capable of normal vision, night vision, and thermal vision. The visor is strong enough to deflect bullets, lasers, explosions, and various other sources of damage, thanks to the materials they are made out of.

HUD - The visor's HUD provides the user with feedback and tactical information, such as ammo count, grenade count, the radar, the targeting reticle, the current communication channel, the carbon dioxide scrubber and oxygen supply's condition, the armor and wearer's physical condition, and various other functions. Not only that, if the user syncs up with another person with armor that has a condition sensor, the user's HUD can also show his/her teammates' condition as well. Other things that the HUD can do is record video/audio, set up chatscreens with anyone with compatible technology, show various calculations, play video/audio, set waypoints, and many, many other functions.

Radar - The suit's radar can detect objects and targets 25 meters (82 feet) away, and works by sending out radio wave pulses, then showing what it finds on the HUD. The radar's range can be adjusted in the middle of a fight, and has the ability to register allies via the suit's microcomputer, allowing it to tell the difference between ally and enemy.

Communicator - Located within the helmet is a built-in communicator that works on various frequencies, allowing it to work in most environments, including underground, depending on how far underground the user is. The communicator can use simply audio, or video, depending on what the user chooses, and can even switch communication channels. Not only that, it can even intercept and decrypt some enemy communication channels, allowing the user to listen to the enemy's' COM chatter and plan accordingly.

Rebreather and Carbon Dioxide Scrubber - Located within the helmet is the carbon dioxide scrubber, the breathing apparatus for the rebreather, and two tiny pressurized canisters that supplies the user with oxygen. The carbon dioxide scrubber is a miniature block of material that chemically reacts with carbon dioxide and converts it back into oxygen. Of course, after a certain amount of time, the carbon dioxide scrubber will lose its ability to convert carbon dioxide into oxygen, due to it's ability to chemically react with carbon dioxide being exhausted. After approximately 6 hours of operation, the carbon dioxide scrubber will be used up and will need to be changed out with a new one.

The rebreather and carbon dioxide scrubber works in unison by having the oxygen pass from the oxygen supply canisters and through the rebreather apparatus, and into the user when they breathe. After the user breathes out, the carbon dioxide passes into a CO2 scrubber, which then feeds back into the oxygen supply canisters, keeping the oxygen supply at optimal levels for 6 hours before the supply will be diminished. After that, the oxygen supply can last for 2 extra hours before it is completely exhausted.

The carbon dioxide scrubber can be changed out via a small access slot withing the helmet. When the ejection sequence for the carbon dioxide scrubber is activated, the scrubber's compartment is converted from a pressurized environment to outside pressures, and the oxygen supply is fed through a secondary system, allowing the user to breathe as they change out the scrubber. After the ejection sequence is activated, a small panel on the side of the helmet pops open with the carbon dioxide scrubber attached. After the user pulls the panel out with the scrubber attached, they can then remove the scrubber from the panel's holding slot and place a new scrubber in. Once that is finished, the user simply has to push the panel back into their helmet, and the scrubber compartment is purged and is repressurized to the rest of the suit as the secondary system is disengaged, allowing the scrubber to be used.

There is no worry about foreign contaminants when the scrubber compartment is exposed to the outside environments because of the anti-bacterial surface of the scrubber compartment. Not only that, but when the purging process is engaged, the scrubber is subjected to temperatures of over 10,000*F for just enough time to destroy any foreign contaminants, incinerating everything inside of the compartment without damaging the helmet. After that, the compartment is quickly depressurized into a vacuum, sucking all of the remains out of the compartment and expelling them outside the suit. Once that is done, the compartment is them pressurized to the same levels as the rest of the suit.

Microcomputer - Located within the helmet is the suit's microcomputer. This microcomputer is perhaps the most important and complex part of the entire suit. It is capable of performing countless functions, programs, and routines with only a small amount of power. The microcomputer reads the user's thoughts by using two nodes that stick to the user's head when the helmet is put on, and from there, it helps the user operate more effectively than the average soldier, thanks to the tactical information and aid it provides the user. The microcomputer can even place the armor into an overclocked state where the suit's processes can be increased beyond their normal operating parameters. The only downside to this is that it drains more power from the suit and has a chance of damaging the suit.

Body

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First Layer: First layer is a fabric designed to wisk moisture and excess heat away from the user, allowing the user to remain perfectly comfortable in the suit. The material is as soft as silk against human skin and bends without causing any pinching. In a sense, this first layer makes the user feel as if it's their own skin, as if the armor was never there at all. This layer was designed solely for comfort and convenience, meaning that the material is not very protective against piercing attacks, and offers no protection against plasma, electrical attacks, or blunt force trauma, but it is surprisingly effective at keeping colder temperatures out.

Second Layer: The second layer is a mesh between the first and third layer, separating the electrical components of the third layer from the first layer. This layer is not only for the safety of the wearer, but also to prevent the electromagnetic nodes (from the third layer) from poking the user and being a general nuisance. The nodes sink into the surface of the mesh, acting as a cushion for the wearer. If not for this "cushion", the wearer would feel the components against the first layer. Similarly to the first layer, this mesh is not very protective against damage, but is an excellent electrical insulator, making it ideal for not only protecting the wearer against the armor's components in the case of an electrical failure, but also against some ion-based weaponry.

Third Layer: The third layer is composed of two 3mm thick sheets of advanced solid-fiber composite materials capable of resisting punctures, cuts, and even some bullet impacts, and a layer of magnetorheological fuid sandwiched in between. The materials' strength is slightly less than that of steel, but exhibits a great deal of flexibility. This allows the wearer to move freely without restrictions, allowing for faster and more agile movement on the battlefield. The two composite layers are slightly resistant to electricity, and are quite resistant to heat, but only up to temperatures of up to 1,000 degrees farenheight. The magnetorheological fluid sandwiched between these layers can alter its density by use of electromagnetic energy. When subjected to an electromagnetic field, the MR fluid greatly alters its density, protecting the user from blunt impacts and G-forces. When this layer has no magnetic field acting on it, the user is able to float in water. This material also acts as a sort of heat barrier between the outside and the user when temperatures become too great for the armored layers to resist the transfer of heat, though if the MR fluid sustains too much damage, it will become useless and will need to be replaced.

Fourth Layer: The fourth layer is a thin layer of artificial muscle respossible for augmenting the user's strength, as well as two layers of electrically resistant film encasing the muscle. This layer works by applying an electric current through the material, causing it to contract much like a human muscle. The reverse piezoelectric muscle has four layers. The core is the nanomuscle itself, the inner layer is a 1 atom thick sheet of electrical insulation, the middle layer is a thin, flexible piezoelectric film, and the outer layer is another 1 atom thick layer of electrical insulation, to prevent the third, fourth, and fifth layers from touching each other. Each nano-muscle fiber will be coated in the piezoelectric film. When the nanomuscles contract, it will distort/deform the piezoelectric film, which will generate an electric current. This will reduce the amount of power drained from the Graphene batteries, if not allow the artificial muscles to help in powering the suit and charging the batteries.

Fifth Layer: The fifth layer is an advanced super-hydrophobic Aerogel that can also withstand electricity. This is mainly used to mask heat signatures and add extra electric/heat protection to the user. Aerogel is a very powerful heat insulator because it prevents convection, conduction, and radiation heat transferal. It is capable of surviving temperatures of 2,192*F (1200*C) before melting.

Sixth Layer: The sixth layer is a Liquid Armor-treated carbon nanotube layer that instantaneously hardens when struck, preventing blunt-force trauma/damage from concussive blasts, and protects from bullets (not all bullets), and possibly explosions, but can not stop slower moving projectiles and blades. Swords, knives, and very slow moving bullets can penetrate the liquid armor. The top-most portion of the suit that contains the liquid armor has a type of nanomaterial that is highly resistant to damage, yet flexible. This portion acts like skin for the entire suit.

Seventh Layer: The seventh layer is the "shell" of the armor. This layer is two plates of a molecularly compressed titanium alloy encasing a central layer of titanium carbide. The molecularly compressed titanium alloy is resistant to many types of bullets, explosives, ion-based attacks, and some thermal attacks, but any thermal weapon exceeding temperatures of 3,034°F will melt the outer and inner shell. The middle shell is not as resistant to damage as the outer and inner shell, but it is more resistant to thermal weapons than the other. This layer can resist temperatures of up to 5,720 °F before melting, making it ideal for protecting the user against plasma.

“It is done.” Thomas proclaimed proudly, taking a 360 degree look around the armor, coated in silver paint with black highlight streaks. Not only was it so advanced and ahead of its’ time, it was also beautiful in design. “Time to get inside.”

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It took Thomas 20 minutes to finish wearing the power suit. It wasn’t as easy to assemble the suit as Thomas thought, but for the better, the suit was at least comfortable. After a few minutes of walking around to get used to the armor, Thomas grabbed everything he would need and headed out to find her sister.

Thomas discovered Rebecca sitting on top of a large concrete debris with a dead soldier’s corpse next to her. The corpse was put into a sitting position, its’ head upright as Rebecca’s head leaned to its’ cold shoulders, as Rebecca whispered from time to time into the dead soldier’s ears quite intimately.

“...Sometimes, no matter how hard I try, I cannot understand your thought processes.” Thomas rolled his eyes and climbed up the concrete debris to sit on the other side of Rebecca. “What’s his name? Fred Mk2?”

“Actually, I don’t know.” Rebecca shrugged and turned to the corpse that had half of its head cut open. “What’s your name, darling~? ...He says his name is George.”

Thomas couldn’t help but get a chuckle out of that. Sometimes… Rebecca was just so adorable. Disturbing, but adorable. It reminded him of the time when Thomas and Rebecca first discovered the uninhabited grocery store still stocked with edible goods. While Thomas acquired the foodstuff and brought it to the basement for safekeeping, Rebecca was off exploring the second and third floor of the building. In normal circumstances, Thomas won’t be too bothered by it… but when Rebecca didn’t return for an hour, Thomas began to worry, and went up to the second floor to examine what happened. Turns out, Rebecca was having a “tea party” of sorts with a corpse of a man who had a hole straight through his forehead. The carcass was in a state of decay, dead for weeks, perhaps. Rebecca called him Fred, served him what looked like rainwater from the gutter she called “magic tea ”, and ended up attempting to mount him until Thomas stopped her.

“Have George guard the shelter, we need to go.” Thomas announced as he landed back on his feet. Rebecca glanced at Thomas, then at “George”. She whispered something to his ears and gave him a french kiss for a few seconds before hopping down and following Thomas with a boxcutter on her right hand.

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“Heeeey Thomaaaaaas~!” Rebecca stopped mid-travel and looked intently at a rubble nearby.

“What is it?” Thomas didn’t look away until Rebecca shoved something furry right into Thomas’ face.

Rebecca was holding a puppy: German Shepherd to be exact. He had a proud black hair with brown streaks across his four little legs. Its chocolatey brown eyes beckoned Thomas to take him in. He looked hungry and lost; wartime is not a hospitable condition for a puppy to grow into a healthy canine.

Spoiler: PUPPY

“Can I keep him~?” Rebecca begged.

“How are you even going to feed it at our circumstances?” Thomas argued against keeping a pet in wartime.

“He can eat the meanies I kill.” Rebecca had a wide smile on her face. The puppy merely stared at Thomas with his eyes and… to be honest… it just looked so damn cute, even for Thomas.

“Fine you can keep him.” Thomas rolled his eyes, eliciting a “Yay~♡” from his sister as the now expanded party of three continued onward.

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A few minutes later…

“Heeeey Thomaaaaaas~!” Rebecca stopped and stared at something shining off the road.

“What is it this time.” Thomas sighed as he turned around to see Rebecca digging through a small rubble to draw a kitchen knife, dusty but still sharp enough to be a deadly weapon. “Well look at that, you got yourself a proper weapon now.”

“But Thomaaaaas, I like using my boxcutter.” Rebecca argued. “It gives me more intimacy in killing~♡”

“Never said you can’t use both.” Thomas turned back and continued walking. “You like double wielding anyway, don’t you?”

Rebecca stared at Thomas, then at her two weapons. Rebecca used to use a shard of glass and a boxcutter knife until she lost the glass shard… this kitchen knife will be perfect replacement. “Thomaaaaaas~ wait for meeeee~♡!”

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The database center of the Aristocrats was located at the heart of Southern district, right at the chokepoint that led to the Aristocrats’ palace. A 20-floor complex, the building was quite literally armed to the teeth with 1500 hand-picked militiamen, traps and turrets everywhere, and a hidden secret weapon guarding the top floor where the most confidential data were stored. Striking this place for regular human rebels would be suicidal, but the two were not ordinary human rebels.

“Ready for this?” Thomas asked Rebecca and could notice Rebecca’s breathing growing faster and lewder.

“I can smell people to kill in there~♡” Rebecca seemed itching to go at it while her newly acquired puppy circled ran around in a random pattern. “I can’t wait to spill their blood~♡”

“Remember, back out if you feel faint; it probably means you took way too much damage and need recovery. I’ll give you cover from the distance.” Thomas laid down the battle plan… but he knew in his mind that Rebecca will end up getting carried away.

“Yup yup~!” Rebecca chuckled, her temperature and heart rate skyrocketing-

And then dying down suddenly as she noticed someone in the distance who also looked ready to attack the database center. “Thomaaaaaas, there’s another rebel there.”

Thomas looked to where Rebecca was pointing to indeed find another person at the outskirts of the building. Not knowing who it was, Thomas and Rebecca approached the mysterious enigma; hopefully he is of same mind and will offer aid in this raid…”

[WriggleRid3r]

Part 3:

Notes:

(Will delete later, but for now this is relevant information.)

HYSTERICAL STRENGTH:
Vladimir Zatsiorsky, a professor of kinesiology at Penn State who has extensively studied the biomechanics of weightlifting, draws the distinction between the force that our muscles are able to theoretically apply, which he calls "absolute strength," and the maximum force that they can generate through the conscious exertion of will, which he calls "maximal strength." An ordinary person, he has found, can only summon about 65 percent of their absolute power in a training session, while a trained weightlifter can exceed 80 percent.

(Will calculate the strength potential of human muscle pound-for-pound later. This will give us a rough idea of what the strength augmentations might do.)

Increased muscle fiber count effects on an otherwise normal human.
165*1.5=247.5 lbs nc; 334.125 lbs mc[/ spoiler]
30% of 165 = 49.5 lbs (weight of muscles in body.)
1 lb of muscle can lift about 5 - 6.75 lbs
20% increase in muscle fiber count = 9.9 lbs
New Weight = 174.9 (55.4 lbs of muscle)
Not too much weight is gained from muscle.
Strength increase = 277 lbs - 373.95 lbs mc
Strength increase after NCoR1-5263 = 554 lbs - 747.9 lbs
1 lb of muscle can lift about = 19.8
ENHANCEMENT: INTERWOVEN MUSCLE
Human muscles are simply fibers made up of smaller fibers, but Rebecca’s muscles have been genetically modified to resemble that of a mesh tube

Look at structure of muscle, as well as amount of energy being pumped into muscle, as well as signal concentration



How many times her body weight she can lift with upper limit : 4.2761578044596912521440823327616


2.8757873807931871766900095013548* max strength as child (950-1000 lbs)= 2,731.9980117535278178555090262871 - 2,875.7873807931871766900095013548 lbs

APGs-002374:

This genetic augmentation was copied from the DNA of the Baskwell Ursadons, a group of animals reminiscent of Earth’s bears that reside within and around the area of Baskwell Rocks.
In order to survive the extremely rocky and dangerous terrain, these animals had to be capable of clearing boulders and surviving against the impacts of falling from the relatively unstable terrain. Those without the ability to heal quickly and summon extra reserves of strength eventually died out, leaving the regenerating Baskwell Ursadons as the most common and well adjusted species to Baskwell Rocks.

After extracting the gene and engineering it to fit into human DNA, APGs-002374 gives the human body another system that is similar to the limbic system. This new system is called the Autoparágoun System (APG system). Rebecca can generate more muscle strands and can regenerate lost portions of her body via her Autoparágoun System, a collection of small nodes or “rings” located along the body’s many blood vessels. Each ring has a large quantity of stem cells that when she is injured or requires an even larger boost in strength, will release stem cells to either regenerate and replace lost or damaged tissue, or create emergency muscle cells to aid in combat or lifting heavier objects.



Thomas Augmentations:
NR2B-000485

NR2B-000485 stimulates receptors located within the hippocampus, increasing memory and ability to learn. As he ages, he will maintain same intelligence, while unaugmented individuals would slowly lose cognitive function. (This could possibly be detrimental to Thomas’s mental state, due to him being incapable to forget as much as a normal person can.)

[Kilelicus]

So I can definitely see these two going toe-to-toe with Phenom over one thing or another. However, I have to wonder who would be the winner. Phenom with his superior training, speed, and strength, despite his time limit. Or Rebecca and Thomas with their superior durability and potentially higher reaction time.

IT'S TIME FOR A DEATH BAAAAAATTLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE

[Cucoo5]

@ S1 and Wriggs

Since you guys have shown me most of this as you were making it, I have a decent feel for it.

I'll accept it.

[SUSTIC]

@S1 and Wriggle


I have read through the entire app... that... is a lot of... info... BUT I READ IT.


It looks good and interesting. I accept it as well.

[Kilelicus]

So I've updated Phenom's app, including his cloak in the post and also detailing a few of its characteristics.

I'm not as ridiculously insane about this stuff as S1 is, though, so it's not gonna be so detailed as the shit he comes up with.

https://yukkuricraft.net/showthread....ll=1#post99233

[WriggleRid3r]

Spoiler:

Name: Serena Violette

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Profession:

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- Major of Celestial League Corps
- Stranded officer

Talents:

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- Exceptional marksmanship and swordsmanship with particular proficiency in using sniper rifles and sabers.
- Leadership from the experience of being an officer of a large army with subordinates.
- Superior piloting skills

Inventory:

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Serena at the point of entering the Venturian Galaxy will wield a magnum pistol with only 4 bullets inside and a Napoleonic saber from eons past. She will don a grey military jacket, old-fashioned, weather-bleached jeans, and combat boots.

Personality:

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Serena is cool, dignifed, and serious in duty, or whenever she's trying to focus on something. She has a tough nature that won't buckle down easily, but once she does she cannot get out of the melancholy. She puts high regards to herself and her skills as a soldier and a pilot, which may make her very reckless... and rather lunatic, as when Serena does well in a battle, she has a habit of bursting out into a maniacal laughter.

Out of duty, she loosens herself a little. She still keeps her rather calm demeanor, but she is a lot more prone to yielding or ridiculing herself.

Bio:

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Spoiler:

Hailing from an unknown galaxy far away, Serena used to be a Major in the large, crime-fighting force called Celestial League Corps. Due to a pursuit mission gone horribly wrong, Serena has become stranded in the space of Venturian galaxy, her broken starfighter blasting towards an unknown location. Her future seems uncertain as she recollects what happened...

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"Pursuit Team Delta. Begin the chase."

At the sound of Serena's call, several starfighter jets streamed out of the starport into the great vastness of space, seemingly fixated on chasing after a lone target in the far away distance. The starfighters were sleek, designed for speed and firepower; not much effort was put to enhance the durability. Of course, considering their purposes, the starfighters of Celestial League Corps is perfectly fine...

"Comm Check." Serena called for a communication check to make sure her squadron of starfighters were all connected to each other and to her: the squadron leader, Major Serena Violette. She had her own starfighter: black-and-yellow with sleek purple highlights. It suffered through many a battles with very little damage, thanks to Serena's exemplary piloting skills. Even if she retired from service, she would probably fly something... maybe one of those larger space shuttles...

"SF-01 online, Major." A grubby voice of Master Sergeant Jetson muttered. Jetson was more of a field-work kind of person, but his piloting is alright; well-balanced.

"Copy that, Jetson" Serena promptly answered. Soon, the other starfighters checked in with their communication modules.

"SF-04 Lorelei, online and ready."

"SF-06 Gonzales, online."

"SF-02 Bale, riled up."

"SF-05 Rafido, all good here."

"SF-03, Kang reporting in."

"Roger that. Our target is a white gynoid flying in large orbit around a ship called the Nucleus." Serena briefed the team as the six starfighters flew in formation towards what seemed to be the empty space. "The ship belongs to a band of pirates called the Athenian Marauders, lead by the infamous Cameron Kirkland."

The squadron glided through the cold empty space for another five minutes until Bale reported that the targets were in sight range. Indeed, there was a white humanoid figure gliding in the cold space alone, blue flame jettisoning from the feet. From the sight range Serena could not tell, but quickly glancing at the radar she could definitely tell that the figure was orbiting a certain stolen ship.

"Weapons free." Serena commanded, and the six starfighters readied their laser cannons and aimed them at the lone white figure. "...fire when within range. We need to shoot her out of the skies."

With that order, the squadron moved closer and closer to the Nucleus until...

"SHIT! CONTACT!" Sergeant Rafido cried out in a slightly panicking manner as his starfighter was laid under fire by the gynoid's plasma railgun. The gynoid reversed her positioning, flying backwards as she turned to face the starfighters, the blue blast of pure plasma blasting through the space and taking out half of Rafido's starfighter shields already. Rafido struck back with the laser rifles, sending jolts of green laser out that were expertly dodged by the gynoid.

Initiating Combat Phase.

"Evasive maneuvers! Aim around the target; she's known to dodge bullets like no tomorrow!" Serena ordered, and the six starfighters broke formation to fire at the gynoid. Hail of green laser singed the cold skies, and yet none of them hit the gynoid as she maneuvered through the nooks and crannies with cold, merciless gaze.

"Heads up!" Lorelei alerted Kang, who managed to evade from a possibly crippling plasma shot. The shots were still not hitting, but the gynoid wasn't hitting them back either; each of them fired meaningless blasts of laser and plasma at each other. It was time for Serena to do what she loved best.

Dogfights.

"Going in!" Serena alerted without warning and activated the maximum thrusters, jetting across the fire zone. Plasma bolts came from the front and the laser blasts shrieked from the back, but Serena lived through firefights worse than this. With every bullet dodged, Serena's maniacal laughter grew louder and louder until she was really close to the gynoid Ruth: close enough to the point that she struck one of the flight boots off of Ruth while she was moving to dodge the plasma blasts from a dangerously close range. "GOT HER!"

Unable to sustain flight any longer, Ruth the gynoid retreated back to the Nucleus for repair, flying off to the great vastness of sea while muttering under her breath through her own communication device.

"There's our Major for ya!" Kang led in his cheer, and everyone else followed with their praises for Serena, who checked the shields after that crazy advance. 54%. Could do better, but it'll do.

"Alright, let's continue onward. Keep the formation; Nucleus is going to have even larger firepower than the gynoid." Serena said, her eyes fixated on one thing and one thing only: the Nucleus. "We might need to contact the HQ so that they can bring in the cruisers. One of you get on that; rest of us should get to subjugating the ship's weapons systems-"

"MAJOR WATCH OUT!"

Serena's command was interrupted when her starfighter was struck with a large asteroid and began blasting into space at a random direction. Due to the hype after the firefight, none of the squadron members managed to check the radar for any possible space debris in collision course.

"I'M LOSING CONTROL OF MY SHIP!" Serena screamed, her starfighter flying off course at a velocity far too great for any of the starfighters to catch up. "I'm losing- communication- my ship is hit hard-"

"Major! I'll come save you!" Jetson shouted, thrusters to the max. However, his standard starfighter was not able to catch up to how fast Serena's starfighter was soaring.

"Belay that, Jetson! They need the secondary commanding officer!" Serena growled. "Call the HQ; bring a cruiser to help you with subjugating the Nucleus. Alert them of my disappearance; but do not let it be hindrance to this mission."

"Major Violette... what about you...?" Jetson muttered, his voice severely distorted now due to how jacked up the communication system has become after the collision.

"...I... will return, Jetson. Until then... take care of the squadron." Serena uttered her last words to her squadron as her communication device turned offline...

Notes:

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FUCK WRITING BIOS.

[Kilelicus]

I approve this app

[SUSTIC]

I also grant my approval