Awesome team! I'd join if I was in the nu.
And, BTW, As a guy who's trying to incorporate weapon specifications in his posts, I liked the equipment lol
It's not a team in the usual sense
As for the equipment, if they have been siphoning off equipment from various governments, it should show in their armament
I too really enjoy the addition of specific weapons and loadouts.
There is more intended but I have lacked the motivation to work on this any further since the last update
and they are coming for you and your whole family....they are evil...EVIL!
@rain_eclipse_ves: AH yeah cass would need an upgrade or some extras to dent some of their operatives. Or some of their tech.
OOC - These guys are not done and are not going to be used for any RPG or events for a while. Down the road this will be used for a Vine-wide event, IC you don't even need to worry about them for some time.
Don't worry about making changes in regard to them. They are just a plot device for the time being.
Grandpa and dad had prepared her for this, readied her for this moment. Years of pain and lessons building up to conditioning for this very day. Her and her mother had spent hours upon hours fine tuning the armor system. Victoria fealt like she had to impress them, come with a armor that rivaled theirs. The records fine tuned by her mom and herself to give the finest details possible. The recomendation letters of Eric and Leo Lionfang long formal and well writen. She was dressed in a formal blue dress sword resting at her side nobley. Long blond hair tied back cascaded down the backpack that secretly housed all the things that helped Victoria fight the so called superior beings. "Victoria Elizabeth Lionfang here for my apointment." Her soft voice soaked with respect and admiration treating the front guard like a superior officer.
The guard led the young blond in, and the trek to the actual facility soon began. The building was fronted as little more then the standard office building. She passed by workers doing odd end typical jobs. And if she were to ask them what they did they would respond with a typical job. Some even did the typical job, the place was so well organized that the people who knew wouldn't tell anything, the people who didn't know were none the wiser. They took her to the top floor by two elevators. They stopped mid floor, floor thirty three to be exact. On that floor one had to take a specific elevator. Behind the button was a ID system functioning by finger print. The elevator was on that floor the entire time but if you didn't have access to go to the specific room it led to that door never opened. And ONLY if someone needed to speek to the figure heads of the building did the back door open. Today that back door did.
"Victoria Elizabeth Lionfang, please take a seat." The voice spoke as if offering a position of choice. But only she was expected for interviewing and assessment, and because of this only one seat was pressent. "Let us begin by taking a look first at your armor and credentials." The lighting revealed almost nothing other then the hands that touched the backpack and the glasses reflecting off light.
(build up! To what? Thats for me to know ;P)
"This armor is a strong design must of spent half your life fine tuning this at the least" Victoria simply nodding in thanks. "Its not the finest armor but its incredible what you did with minimal resources. And the focus on solar energy makes it reliable at virtually any time. However I think enough about that, we can see you've got a talent for gear. You want this to be proffession why would you not have it correct?" Again to which the young blond just nodded. "Lets move on to you yourself."
"While we've got your record in paper it means so much more in person. Explain to us what led you hear?" The man with glasses asked, the light making his frames almost glow pure white. It was impossible to identify this man. Or any around him, the only clear face was her own.
"I was raised in a milita based fashion. Not abused as a child but from roughly eight am to eight pm I was studying or being conditioned sir. Warriors are born, soldiers are made. When the time cones, we'll need both as one. I've acumulated fourteen scars, a testiment of human will. To be the best you've got to train and thats what I did. At the age of eighteen I inlisted in the army, serving in combat situations across the world. Never failed a single mission, it comes before all else and gets done no matter the sacrifice we have to make. My first kill was at the age of fifteen I don't hesitate." Of course the corporation could lead between the lines. She was a lion at heart, but they made her into a weapon for the future. The time, was reffering to when the metas got out of control. Never failed meant no matter who had to be taken out or sacrificed so it would be. Better to save generations of humans for the cost of one, rather then let one live to day and potential hundreds die tommorow. And when she said first kill, she specifically meant first mutant.
"We've one remaining question for you miss Lionfang."
(*pause for effect*!! lol)